Chapter 6: A Plea for Mercy or a Plea for Help?
Fu Jin couldn't be more interesting, she got up, her slender jade hand rubbed on her shoulder, and her fingertips drove the belt to pull down, not light or heavy, and the skin under the white lining was as tender as a shelled egg.
Lu Fang showed mockery in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Go to the bathroom and clean yourself first." ”
"Okay."
Almost didn't think about it, and in the next second, Fu Jin bent down to pick up her clothes and stepped into the bathroom, and she didn't even lift her eyelids to look at him during the whole process.
The sound of the water was rattling and pouring down, the mist enveloping her face, and she enjoyed the smooth feeling of the water running down her neck, chest, and belly.
"Bang dang!"
The door slammed open.
Lu Fang snatched the door in, his face shook in front of him, Fu Jin didn't have time to shout, he was directly pressed by a big hand on his shoulder, he dragged her back, and his back hit the cold and biting wall.
The water did not stop, hitting the top of the two heads, and the man's face was also a water stain, so that he couldn't open his eyes.
"Uh-huh......"
Lu Fang grabbed her neck with one hand and lifted her up, and the other clamped her hands, forcing her to be unable to move.
There was no way to retreat, she curled up halfway and begged him: "Lu Fang, you let me go......"
"You want your friend to go to jail?"
His face was covered with water stains, and his words were a little vicious.
Everything that followed, Fu Jin gritted her teeth and endured, her entire back was close to the wall, but whenever Lu Fang forced her a little more, Fu Jin had the illusion that her body was going to be embedded in the wall.
The sound of water falling to her ears muffled the faint whimper that came from between her throats.
In a blur, Lu Fang couldn't hear for a while whether she was begging for mercy or asking for help.
He opened his eyes rampantly and smiled, and pulled a deep voice: "You Fu family, how can mother and daughter be cheap, just love ...... man"
The pain of the past has been completely removed.
Six years ago, Fu Jin's mother Yuan Qinghe died of slitting her wrists and committed suicide, and the public opinion about her has not been extinguished, and the biggest topic is that people say that her mother went to someone else's bed.
has no face to face the Fu family, so he apologizes for his sin with death.
This is a blatant slander that cannot be seen well.
Not to mention that Yuan Qinghe was born in a famous family, gentle and virtuous, she is the youngest daughter of the Yuan family in Haicheng, and she was praised by all the glory and public during her lifetime, what kind of dirty thing is she?
"Get out!"
It was a beautiful bathroom, but suddenly, the woman's sharp scream burst open, and the aftermath echoed for a long time.
Fu Jin's eyes widened, his eyes were so red that he wanted to drip blood, and his whole body stiffened against the wall.
On the other hand, Lu Fang was already bleeding from his head, and a bright red liquid hit his scalp and flowed down, and his shocking face oozed poignant and ruthless.
His eyes wandered, staring at the bloody murder weapon in Fu Jin's hand: the shower.
With a "clang", Fu Jin's hand, who had eased up, loosened, and the shower fell to the ground in response, rolling down at her feet, the shower was not turned off, and the water stains sprayed on her face.
Fu Jin drank a lot of water: "cough cough cough ......"
When she was salvaged by Lu Fang, she was in a mess, soaked like a water hyacinth.
Song Changlin, who was guarding outside the door, entered the house when he heard the sound, and what caught his eye was such a scene, the spacious suite of rooms was bright, Fu Jin's bathrobe was curled up on the ground, and Lu Fang was standing.
Both of them were wet, his face was covered with blood on the top of his head, and his eyebrows were full of irrepressible anger.
"Xiaofang, you ......"
"Uncle Song, do me a favor."
Song Changlin hesitated for a moment and asked, "What's the matter?" ”
Lu Fang's black pants and white lining were soaked, sticky and close-fitting, and a small arm with green tendons looming from the new white silk shirt was extremely lazy and luxurious, and when he looked closely, it was ruthless and violent.
His lips opened, and he said, "I don't think Miss Shen has the heart to cooperate, so let's send her in!" ”
The man's cold voice was pressed down on the top of his head, Fu Jin's whole body was tense, and her hand clasped Lu Fang's wet legs: "Lu Fang, I beg you, don't do this." ”
"Now, I can't help you say no, or you'll go in for her?"
Lu Fang's face was dripping blood, one dripping on Fu Jin's chin, the bloody breath rushed straight to the tip of her nose, and she looked at him, and her face gradually calmed down.
Two seconds, Fu Jin actually pressed his leg and said, "I'll do it, I'll go for her." ”
said it twice in a row, so that the two men in the room heard it very clearly, and Lu Fang looked at her with a strange and lazy look.