And this qiē, in the final analysis, is because of that fox slut.

If it weren't for her, if it wasn't for her—

The heart was burned with hatred, as if it was about to burn out a black hole.

And Ye Jiaojiao sank into the black hole wrapped in resentment, full of heart, brain, body, hair, and even every capillary There was a thick resentment.

But at this moment, she is no longer powerless, and she can no longer scream and indulge like before.

She has learned to be obedient, and she knows that she is no longer qualified to shout as before.

Suffocating, Ye Jiaojiao clenched her fists tightly.

pinched the messy sheets under her in the palm of her hand, venting her resentment that she wanted to strangle Bo Jinghan.

The resentment was so angry that her arms and shoulders trembled.

And as the strength in her hand increased, her whole body seemed to tremble with more convulsions.

The waterbed under her also trembled slightly, and she was in a trance.

"Woo......"

A low wail spilled through the gap between her pursed lips.

She hates and resents her!

Dry eyes, moist again.

Tears ran down the original tear stains again.

Maybe crying is the best catharsis at this moment, but when she thought of the cruel words of the beast outside the door, and the behavior that almost killed her, Ye Jiaojiao was a little timid, afraid that she would accidentally make a movement and alarm him, so she hurriedly reached out and covered her mouth tightly, and bit her lower lip fiercely, crying sullenly.

The dark gray sheets trembled slightly.

A snow-white shadow curled up into a small ball, trembling and shaking.

When I got closer, there were traces of different shades on the jade-colored skin, either blue or purple. There is also a rough strangulation mark on the wrist. With this jade body horizontal picture, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of fierce battle she has experienced before. It is also conceivable that if she is such a person, how ruthless and heavy she is, there is no pity for Xiangxiang at all, and she is completely regarded as a tool to vent her anger.

Looking at it again, the contrast between the smaller figure and the dark sheets is also stark.

It looks so pitiful!

But in fact, Ye Jiaojiao also confirmed a sentence - poor people must have something to hate!

The qiē she has endured today is also the retribution she has received for what she has done in the past.

Flies don't bite seamless eggs, if she is clean, upright, and kind to others, how can she be entangled with a man like Jiang Zhenfu, and how can she be treated so roughly today?

It's a pity that Ye Jiaojiao was spoiled by Liu Mengru, and even if it was broken, the three views had long been distorted.

Until this moment, she still didn't realize it, and she still pushed all the suffering she suffered today and all her own mistakes on Bo Jinghan's head.

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable Ye Jiaojiao felt in her heart, and suddenly thought about it.

She stopped her tears and sat up from the bed.

Lying on the edge of the bed, I hung my head on the ground and rummaged through the messy pile of clothes on the ground for a while, and finally found my mobile phone.

When she turned on the phone, she glanced at the call prompt, directly ignored the call from Ye Tengda, and quickly searched for a number from the contact list that she had dialed countless times.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she pressed the shortcut dial key and dialed the number.

But the person on the other end of the phone didn't seem to want to answer her call.

After about half a minute, the call was rejected by the other party.

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