Through the net king's blood dyed snow

"Kids, let's stop teaching today! Sister Ranxue and Brother Ryoma will come back tomorrow." Ryoma and Ryoma waved goodbye to the lovely children after tidying up the tennis bags.The kids are really cute!Childhood is always carefree.

On the way home, Ranxue was very silent. She often wondered if she was like those children before she was 8 years old, cute, simple and beautiful.She suddenly wanted to know what was her childhood like before she was 8 years old?

Ryoma saw that Somexue was silent because he had no memory before the age of 8, and that kind of indifferent sentiment touched his heart.The green cat's eyes slowly dimmed.He was very grateful that God let him meet Ranxue and let her live with him for 4 years.

"Hey, Ryoma! What do you think I was like before I was 8 years old?" Ranxue turned her head to look at Ryoma who bowed her head, and found that his tugging face was a little sad.Is there any time for this prince to be sad?so cute.

"Tch, it must be very black-bellied like a little devil." Long Ma uttered these words, then left Ranxue and walked forward quickly.

"Hey, Ryoma, walk slowly! Don't you know how to take care of ladies? Besides, how can I look like a little devil?? I'm obviously very pure and cute." Ranxue pouted her cheeks and quickly followed Ryoma's footsteps.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Ryoma's mouth, and he waved to Ranxue who was walking towards him quickly. "Cut, Xiaoran, hurry up. You are still madamadadane."

"You're mada...uh...you...!" Before she could finish her words, Ranxue was stopped by the people behind her and dragged to the end of the alley, getting farther and farther away from Ryoma.

When Ryoma heard Renxue's last cry disappear, he suddenly turned his head.Little dye her. . . . . . . .The green pupils suddenly tightened.Ryoma ran frantically back and forth along the road he had just walked, Xiaoran would not be kidnapped, no.Holding Ryoma tightly with his hands, he quickly searched around the street, but he didn't. . . . . . . .There was no trace of her in sight.

In a corner of the dark warehouse, someone threw Renxue on the cold floor.His mouth was tightly stuffed with a cotton cloth.Damn, you bunch of despicable, shameless, depraved, dead men come here to play kidnapping because your tennis skills are not as good as others, they think she is easy to bully! !

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no..." you doggy doggyboys, let Miss Ben go.

"Hey, Boss seems to hate us very much! But this girl's skin is really good." **'s hand carelessly touched Ranxue's face.

"Nuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhou ?Renxue's crimson eyes stared viciously at the person who touched her face.

"Hey, girl, don't you want us to touch it?? I think you were very proud when you played tennis today?" The man who touched Renxue's face gently lifted Renxue's chin!Let her crimson eyes meet him directly.

"Second brother, don't talk nonsense with her, don't we want to teach her a lesson today? Let her dare to teach us on the tennis court like that next time." Another man gave Ranxue a slap in the face , the slippery touch made him feel hot all over.This chick has nice skin!

A burning pain spread across Renxue's face.Damn that dead man dared to hit her.

"Hehe...today, you can play with us!" Before Ranxue could recover, **'s hand touched her body again.Tore off her shirt. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .