Chapter 1111 Do you promise not to let me kneel down on the durian skin tonight?

In the dim room, Ye Qianyan was lying straight on a broken wooden bed, staring blankly at the ceiling above her head, her whole body exuded a strong sense of death, if it wasn't for the ups and downs of her chest, she would really It was unbelievable that it was alive.

Nangong Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, and stopped at the door. His gaze was always on Ye Qianluo's face. Although he didn't raise his eyes to see what was going on inside, it could be seen from the complicated emotions expressed by the woman in his arms. , the scene inside must be very tragic.

"If you can't bear it, let's go. She wants you to die. Now is not the time for you to be kind."

Nangong Ye's voice rang next to her ears, pulling back Sister Luo's somewhat tranced thoughts. She raised her eyes slightly, met the tender eyes of the man, smiled softly, and said, "I'm fine, but I'm just a little sighing." Forget it, you are right, Feng Shui takes turns, if Xu Ze and Ah Yong did not arrive in time that day, I would be the one who was bullied."

"It's good if you can figure it out, dear, don't feel guilty, I acquiesced to Xu Ze to do all of this, it has nothing to do with you, so don't blame yourself, and don't feel guilty."

There was a warm current in Sister Luo's heart, which washed away the melancholy and gloom brought about by the cold family relationship, and said with a light smile: "Well, I know, don't worry, do you want to go in with me?"

Brother Ye gave her a light look, "After I go in with you, you promise not to let me kneel down on the durian skin tonight?"

Sister Luo laughed, "I see, you are afraid of dirtying your eyes, so try to blame me."

After saying that, she blinked, smiled slyly, and said again: "If you are willing to come in with me, not only will I not let you kneel down on the durian skin tonight, but I will also promise to help you solve your physical needs, how about it?"

Nangong Ye's eyes began to dim, and his breath became chaotic. After taking a deep breath, he said in a hoarse voice: "Luo'er, don't make trouble."

Sister Luo raised her lips and smiled, she has a lot of patience, kicking a ball in the belly during this period of time made him bear it hard enough.

"I really don't want it, if I really don't want it, then forget it, um, let me figure it out, I'm pregnant for more than a month now, if I don't help you with other methods, you probably have to hold back for nine months, tsk tsk tsk, this But it's a long marathon, Mr. Nangong, I hope you have a good time."

After saying that, she slowly stretched out her hand and pushed him away, ignoring his gloomy expression, and walked straight into the room.

There was no sound of footsteps behind him, um, it seemed that the man was quite self-sufficient, probably because he guessed what was going on inside, so he hesitated.

As soon as Sister Luo stepped into the room, she smelled a pungent and decaying smell, which was also mixed with a faint smell of blood and a sense of exhaustion.

The smell lingering at the tip of her nose told her that a brutal physical violence had just happened here not long ago.

The indoor space is not large, Ye Qianluo walked about seven or eight steps to the center of the room.

Seeing that Ye Qianyan's hands and feet were tied to the bed, she hesitated for a moment, then took a few steps forward, and finally stopped at a position about one meter away from the bed.

With the help of the dim light above her head, she could see Ye Qianyan's appearance clearly at this time. A few pieces of torn clothes were hanging on her body, which could not cover the hidden parts of her body at all.

Looking at the criss-crossed skin with bruises all over her body, Ye Qianluo's pupils shrank slightly.

(End of this chapter)

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