04 Sell at the price

Ye Chengcheng said unhurriedly, "Look at his face, he is very handsome, if he sells it to those who like to prostitute children, it should be worth more than selling him to be a coolie." So it's better to take care of him and sell it at a price. As for selling the hand, whether he is tame or rebellious, it has nothing to do with you. Your money is there. ”

The young man stared at Ye Tingcheng's eyes suddenly erupted with anger, his hand was clenched into a fist, Ye Tingcheng glanced at him, he probably understood his words, he should have hated her to death now, if he hadn't been trampled on the ground, it is estimated that he would be the first to strangle her if he jumped up now.

Lao Ba's eyes lit up, he bent down and broke the young man's face, and sure enough, the young man's sludge-covered face was surprisingly delicate.

Lao Ba smiled with satisfaction and let go of the young man's chin, "You are sharp-eyed!" He looked at Ye Chengcheng and ordered, "Someone who came will mark them and lock them up together." ”

Ye Tingcheng and the young man were both pressed back to the fire, the young man's eyes were red and he stared at Ye Tingcheng, but Ye Tingcheng smiled at him indifferently.

With a bang, the skin and flesh boiled, and a sharp pain hit Ye Tingcheng's back, but her face still had the light smile that bloomed just now, the young man's eyes flickered slightly, he looked at Ye Tingcheng with a little doubt, his back was also branded, he felt the pain, but he tried hard to hold back and not hum, but the girl could keep that smile all the time.

The two of them were locked in an iron cage, and the young man occupied a corner of the iron cage, clenching his fists tightly, as if he might pounce on him and tear Ye Chengcheng apart at any time.

"You must hate me now." Ye Chengyun lightly tidied up his torn clothes, sat down against the other side of the cage, and then said to the young man with a smile. "That's good, my name is Ye Qingcheng, if you hate me, you have to live well, so that you can have the opportunity to seek revenge on me in the future."

The young man was slightly stunned, and he snorted coldly, "Dog's legs!" Shameless! He took a sip of Ye Chengcheng. His Chinese is very stiff and looks like a foreigner.

"You can actually speak, I thought you were dumb." Ye Tingcheng chuckled.

The young man glared at Ye Qingcheng angrily, "If it weren't for the fact that you are a woman, I would have killed you now!" He said hatefully.

"Why can't you kill a woman?" Ye Chengcheng asked very strangely. "There is no distinction between men and women." She took out a steamed bun from her bosom and threw it in front of the young man, "Eat it." ”

Don't go over the bush, boy.

"When you eat, you have strength. Eat or not eat it's up to you. Don't run when you really need to run. I don't care about you. Ye Chengcheng said.

"What?" The young man turned his head, but Ye Qingcheng leaned his head against the cage and closed his eyes and stopped looking at him.

Seeing that Ye Chengcheng closed his eyes, the young man moved his gaze to the steamed bun that still had the girl's body temperature.

Although it is a steamed bun with black thick noodles, it still carries a fatal temptation for a person who has been hungry for several days. He bit his lip and thought about it again and again, but he still reached out and grabbed it quickly, and bit it down.

She is right, you will have strength when you eat, you have to run, and you have to have the strength to run!

The young man glared at Ye Chengcheng fiercely, tense all over, always on guard.

Ye Tingcheng closed his eyes, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.