After rebirth, the big guy always wants to occupy me

The two bodyguards responded. One managed to hold Jiang Kangcheng, who was struggling, and the other pulled out an electric shock stick from Jiang Kangcheng's mouth, adjusted the current to the maximum, shook his hand and pulled it up three inches below his navel.

"Don't!" Jiang Kangcheng burst out with unimaginable strength because of his great fear. He broke away from the bodyguard's grip, bent up and protected a place with trembling hands.

"Please let me go! It was he Xinya that bitch who ordered me. I was just used, Miss Qiao. There are heads of grievances and owners of debts. Just let me go!"

Qiao Zhiyu took back her arm. She just felt that the place held by Qi Zhanxing was burning faintly. She calmed down: "it's still useful for me to keep him."

Qi Zhanxing's eyes stopped for a moment on her reddish auricle, then he hooked the corner of his mouth, raised his arm and made a gesture to the bodyguard.

The two bodyguards clasped Jiang Kangcheng's shoulder from left to right, completely cutting off the possibility of his escape.

Qiao Zhiyu clasped his hands and straightened his back. The elegance and arrogance revealed from his bones made Jiang Kangcheng more and more unbearable.

"Are you afraid?" since she knew that she was afraid, she was more rampant and excited when she cried and begged in her previous life?

Jiang Kangcheng's face was pale and his lips were blue. He replied tremblingly, "Miss Qiao, please let me go. I really just..."

——Pop.

Qiao Zhiyu took off the metal belt for waist decoration and pumped it on Jiang Kangcheng's face.

"I asked if you were afraid?"

Jiang Kangcheng's blood seeped from the corners of his mouth and his head tilted to one side.

"Yes... Yes, I'm afraid, please..."

Qiao Zhiyu took another stroke with his backhand. The hard ornaments on his belt left clear marks on Jiang Kangcheng's face.

"Then cry and beg me." Qiao Zhiyu smiled. "Remember to cry louder."

——So afraid of me? Then please!

——Cry! Cry louder! The louder you cry, the better I feel!

The memory of shame engraved in his mind surged up. Qiao Zhiyu's eyes flushed and his hands trembled because of the hatred at the bottom of his heart.

Jiang Kangcheng's face was red and swollen, and his teeth were almost knocked off by the decorations on his belt. His lips swelled rapidly, and physiological tears burst out, crying.

"Please, please - please let me go!"

Qiao Zhiyu closed his eyes and stood in place with a quiet face, as if Jiang Kangcheng's embarrassment made her enjoy it very much.

Until Jiang Kangcheng cried hoarse, Qiao Zhiyu asked leisurely, "do you want to leave here with all your hair and all your tail?"

Jiang Kangcheng now feels in his heart that Qiao Zhiyu is a crazy criticism. Hearing this, he can't wait to kneel down and knock his head at her.

"Think, think!"

Qiao Zhiyu played with his belt and glanced at him with a smile.

"Then do what you were going to do to me to he Xinya and remember the whole video."

Jiang Kangcheng roared in his head: "can..."

Qiao Zhiyu pulled his belt toward the ground. The crisp sound made Jiang Kang shiver.

"Do it, or be a loser completely. Choose for yourself."

Jiang Kangcheng trembled like chaff: "OK, I promise you."

"You'd better not have the idea of flattering the public and disobeying the public, or I'll make you don't even know how to die!"

"... yes."

Jiang Kangcheng finally clearly realized that the woman in front of him was the real master of the Qiao family. With her ruthlessness and means, the three of the he family could only play with their hearts. What would they take to fight her?

Qi Zhanxing, who had been silent, waved his hand and said, "throw him out."

"Yes!"

The two bodyguards answered and dragged Jiang Kangcheng out.

When Qiao Zhiyu came in, he suddenly stepped down and threw his belt to the servant standing next to him: "it's dirty. Throw it away for me."

The man's low dumb voice came from behind.

"Now you know it's dirty?"

Qiao Zhiyu looked back, and there was still an unbroken ferocity in the bottom of his eyes: "what does Mr. Qi want to say?"

Qi Zhan will hold her hand and trace the fingertip of Qiao Zhiyu's palm: "just lament Miss Qiao's hot hand."

A Mr. Qi and a miss Qiao seem to be clearly separating their relationship, but the atmosphere between them is unspeakably beautiful.

"Now you know I'm hot? Then I have to inform Mr. Qi in advance. I'm not only hot, but also cruel." Qiao Zhiyu hooked Qi Zhanxing's knuckles and leaned over to whisper, "do you regret it very much?"

Qi Zhanxing lost his smile: "what a coincidence, so do I."

He used his free hand to hold the tip of Qiao Zhiyu's chin, forced her to raise her head, and then bent over to kiss.

"So you'd better be good. As long as you are obedient, whatever you want, I'll send it to you."

Qiao Zhiyu's eyebrows jumped: "what if I don't obey?"

"Trust me, you don't want to know the consequences."

Qi Zhan is about to pick her up. It's clear that Qiao Zhiyu also weighs 80 or 90 kilograms, but it seems as light as nothing in this man's hand.

The male servants in the villa all hung their heads and pretended to be dead, as if they couldn't see the master's hurried back after leaving the bedroom for less than an hour.

In order to maintain balance, Qiao Zhiyu had to take the initiative to hook Qi Zhanxing's neck: "Mr. Qi, even if it is a prop, it must be properly maintained after use, don't you think so?"

"You were beating people just now." Qi Zhanxing held the back of her head and lowered his head close to Qiao Zhiyu's ear. "I like the way you beat people."

Hot and colourful, like a rose with thorns.

Qiao Zhiyu: "..." shit, color ruffian.

When Qiao Zhiyu was repeatedly fried in bed, he Xinya was losing his temper in the ward of Heng'an hospital.

Taking the mole is only a minor operation. The scar on her face is the top priority.

"Be light! Do you think I'm a dead man?" he Xinya kicked the nurse who changed her dressing severely, but she accidentally pulled the wound during the movement, which immediately hurt her. "Waste! Waste! Stepping on a horse is waste! Even a medicine can't be changed. If I leave a scar on my face, I'll tear your little bitch's face to cover the drum!"

The little nurse lowered her head to cover her resentment: "I'm sorry, Miss He, I'll pay attention later."

Bai Yinqiu was peeling apples for he Xinya. Hearing the sound, he looked up and glanced at him: "Xiaoya, pay attention. People come and go here. Being heard is bad for your reputation."

"I -" he Xinya was so angry that she fell back, but she had scruples in the end and didn't continue to spill.

She didn't make a fuss, and the little nurse changed her dressing very smoothly.

After telling he Xinya not to let the wound touch water, the little nurse left the ward with a medical tray.

She angrily walked out of the inpatient department, and a middle-aged man with a hooded hood put out his cigarette and came over.

"Nurse song, how are you thinking?"

The little nurse looked slightly stiff and cautiously looked around: "Why are you here?"

"Don't worry, there's no one here." the middle-aged man played with his cigarette butts. "Nurse song, you should know that if you weren't in charge of he Xinya's ward, I wouldn't find you at all. There are many people in the hospital who want to make money. After this village, there won't be this store."

The little nurse hesitated for a moment, and he Xinya scolded her.

"Can you really give me 500000?"

"Half a million is just a deposit." the middle-aged man stretched out his hand and opened his five fingers. "Add half a million after it's done."

A million

The little nurse clenched her back teeth.

"OK, I promised."