Chapter 50: Sleeping with the Wolf 6

He wanted to kill her.

She wanted to kill him too.

The two forces were pulling each other, but she was weak after all. Her arm was twisted by him and almost snapped.

"Damn...... Your whole family deserves to die...... Damn woman......"

The pungent smell of alcohol rushed into her nose.

He vomited and was covered in breath. His white shirt was also stained, messy and unsightly. His neatness and gentleness are gone, like a beast in estrus, with only animal desire left in his body.

The big hand was filled with a terrifying force, and kept tearing at her, grabbing and scolding: "Damn...... Qiao Dalin...... I'm going to kill you guy...... I want your whole family to die...... Kill you...... Kill you guy......"

Instinctively, she shouted, "Help...... Help me...... Daddy save me...... One line, save me ......"

When he heard this, he exploded even more. Laughing, the voice screaming like a devil in the night.

"You're almost out of breath when you have no time to take care of yourself, can he still save you......? Hahaha, he's thinking about you to death because he's never gotten you...... Actually, what's so good about you as a woman?? I'm throwing up when I play with you...... I'm tired of it...... Slut ...... Your whole family is slut...... Your damn old man is even more ......"

Her chest was so tight that she almost suffocated, just thinking, I'm going to die, I'm going to be killed by this guy. However, he couldn't call for help, he couldn't struggle, he could only hear the sound of his clothes tearing, he pulled desperately, ravaged desperately, and at the moment when she was almost unconscious, he stepped forward......

The pain flooded her, and she fainted as soon as it was dark.

When I woke up, I saw the harsh sunlight shining in through the window.

She was lying on the ground, her hair was scattered, and she was covered in blue and purple. When he was about to stand up, it hurt as if he was about to fall apart, so he walked a few steps and took a glass of ice water and poured it down.

Her chapped lips almost burned, and she put on a big shirt and sat on the couch just gasping.

There was laughter.

It's a woman's, and people come before they hear.

This is the first time Yi Xiangxi has brought a woman back.

The door opened, and there was a faint fragrance of roses. Yi Xiangxi was extremely earnest, extremely gentle, and his voice dripped out of watery romance: "Honey, please come in ......"

The crisp voice of pointed-toe high heels, the beautiful woman who came in was tall, with big breasts and fat buttocks. However, this good figure does not indicate that she is a glamorous and light woman, on the contrary, she is wearing a light blue Chanel suit and a golden pearl necklace around her neck, which can be seen to be elegant, well-mannered, and very stylish.

Bingbing!

That's Bingbing, the famous columnist. It was the Bingbing that Joe Wheat had put together the newspaper clippings for her—a pastebook of 24-karat gold that Yi Xiangxi had given to the west.

When Bingbing saw the woman sitting on the sofa clearly, she couldn't help but be stunned.

The strange woman had messy hair and a purple patch on her neck. Especially her outfit - I don't know how to describe it, she was clearly wearing a men's white shirt, showing off her fair and plump calves...... Even on the calves, there are blue and purple patches......

Countless questions came to mind.

Easy to the west of the gold house to hide Jiao?

And also play perverted games?

Her face changed slightly: "Xiangxi, who is she?"