At Your Service:The Weight On Skin

A enchanting rose blooms on her face. Qin Xirong looks at Song Qian with cold eyes.

"Song Qian, you'd better hand over your weapons obediently. Otherwise, Wu Qing's men will be ruthless all of a sudden, and part of you will be useless. " Qin Xirong looked at Song Qian's bound hands and giggled, "maybe we should waste your hands first?"

While speaking, Qin Xirong has gone to song Qian's back, bending down to pull her sleeve.

Song shallow's small action has not been completed, how can let her succeed?

Song Qian was tied to a chair, but her movements were very light. Her body suddenly fell towards Qin Xirong.

Even if Qin Xirong hid quickly, she was still hit by song Qian. She lost her gravity, leaned forward and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, samer ran to catch him, which saved Qin Xirong from intimate contact with the ground.

"Wuqing, don't you give up her hands quickly?" Qin Xirong was frightened and frightened.

This damned song Qian, if she hadn't dodged in time and samer's help just now, she would have been embarrassed again?

Damn it!

Why is it that she is always the underdog?

Qin Xirong was jealous, and her beautiful face was distorted.

Samer always listens to Qin Xirong most. Before she can say anything, he quickly comes to song Qian's back and kicks his foot to song Qian's chair.

Song Qian's body is thin, and just sat still. She was disturbed by his sudden movement. She almost stabbed a poisonous gold needle into her own skin.

Frowning, song Qian quickly moved the chair, and then looked at Wuqing coldly.

In the moment she moved, she had hidden several gold needles on her trouser waist.

"Yes, come and get it." With that, song Qian looked cold.

Samer arranged for Qin Xirong to stand and immediately came to song Qian's side and asked, "what about the things?"

"Here." Song shallow mouth hook smile, with a chair on the sudden attack against samer.

Samer subconsciously stepped back to fight back at Song Qian when a brown bag fell from him.

Then, samer heard song Qian's light sarcasm: "samer, you are so timid. This is what you want. Take it. "

"Song Qian!" Samuel frowned and picked it up. He took it up and looked at it carefully. There were hundreds of gold needles with thin hair inside. Each needle was inserted cleanly, as if it were a good helper of a good doctor, rather than a murder weapon of song Qian.

Hum, what kind of character is she song Qian who should be equipped with such objects?

With sarcasm on his face, Samuel closed the bag and put the gold needle on the table.

"Samer, bring me the gold needle." Wuqing stopped samer's action.

Sam was very upset at his words.

What is his status as samer and how can he listen to Wu Qing?

Samer did not move for a moment and looked at Wu Qing coldly.

"If you don't want to die and ruin our plan, you'd better hurry up." Wu Qing picked a eyebrow, threatening strong, "I don't have much time. I don't want Pei to blame me for not doing things well and not sending people there in time."

"Good." Samer was not happy eyes, because the words of Wuqing suddenly lit up.

After Wu Qing left, was it not for them to deal with song Qian?

He and Qin Xirong hate song Qian. Even if Wuqing didn't allow them to kill song Qian, wouldn't it be easy for them to torture song Qian?

What's more, Xirong once said that the most painful thing for a person is not to kill her, but to make her feel so miserable that she can't die!

The cruel samer figured out these things and quickly got the gold needle and handed it to Wuqing.

Wu Qing took the gold needle and frowned at Song Qian.

Did she really hand in all the gold needles?

Wu Qing didn't believe it.

Now Song Qian is tied. If you hand in the gold needle again, she will be a lamb to be slaughtered.

Who is song Qian? How could she do this?

Wu Qing looked at Song Qian suspiciously. He always felt that there was something wrong with him, but when he looked carefully, he found that there was no difference.

It seems that he thinks too much?

Song Qian felt Wu Qing's gaze and grinned at him.

Her smile is very light, but like the fragrance of jasmine, with a reassuring.

Wu Qing saw a Leng, and then frowned more tightly.

He coarsened his voice and said coldly, "Qin Xirong You don't want our plan to fail? "

Wu Qing finished and glanced at Song Qian.

Song was sitting at the table with a faint smile in his mouth. Although Wu Qing was sure that he had taken all the threatening weapons from her, he still felt a sense of uneasiness at this moment.

"Make sure song Qian is alive." Wu Qing quickly walked a few steps, came to the door and opened his mouth to the two men, "if she died, all the people in the house should be buried with her."There is a strong threat inside, which seems to have a kind of meaning that everyone should be buried with song Qian.

Qin Xirong's face was ugly after hearing this, but samer almost wanted to rush to catch Wuqing and fight well. Even the gatekeeper's two men were afraid.

But only song shallow, the light look in the eyes, as if everything did not care.

"Yes." Two people smell speech should a, immediately clever stand.

Wu Qing took the gold needle and left quickly. Qin Xirong comforted samer for a while. He was sure that he was not excited. Then he walked slowly to song Qian.

"Song Qian, your vitality is so strong that even a poisonous snake can't bite you." Qin Xirong's eyes towards song Qian are full of resentment.

She thought that her last calculation would make song shallow suffer a little.

But I didn't expect that in the end, he was not only frightened by Yan bao'er trapped in the shark pool, but also ruined his capacity by Yin bao'er.

She was even given, like a cargo, to samer in silver.

If she hadn't made a decision, she would have been tortured to death by the extremely resentful samer if she hadn't made a quick decision and asked someone to tattoo a rose on her face as soon as she went back, adding a little bit of amorous feelings and trying to satisfy samer in bed.

Qin Xirong recalled last night that nearly punishment of love, eyes dark, looking at Song Qian's eyes is with some cold.

She suffered a lot because of song Qian, but song Qian was protected by Pei Yilin in good health and peace.

By what!

By what?

Qin Xirong's heart is full of jealousy, and a vicious idea is shouting in her head to rush out.

She wants song Qian to suffer, but she can't die!

"Song Qian, do you think that immortality is a better result?" Qin Xirong looked at Song Qian with a smile of poisonous snake in her mouth. "In fact, sometimes, it's better to die. You will not know how others treat your body. And to live means that you may have to watch yourself violated and abused! "

"Do you think so?" With that, Qin Xirong waved to samer.

Samer immediately came to Qin Xirong and helped her.

Qin Xirong raised her eyebrows and looked at Song Qian's unchanging look, and continued: "Song Qian, why don't you ask me? I'll let you die simply now?"

"Qin Xirong, do you think I will be afraid of you?" Facing Qin Xirong's vicious eyes, song Qian sneered, "I haven't calculated with you about Peipei's account. I won't die easily, let alone let you die too simple."

"Oh? Song Qian, you have a big voice Qin Xirong raised her eyebrows and leaned in samer's arms with a tender smile, "samer, you said, the events of that day were really wonderful. Pepe Pei Pei's sharp teeth and sharp mouth are very charming under those men, aren't they? It's not like her usual ferocity

Qin Xirong chuckled and raised her eyebrows, as if she intended to provoke song Qian: "Song Qian, if you were there at that time, you would replace peipeipei, I would not have any opinion. But it's a pity that you are not here, so Pepe has to leave in such a bad way... "

"You're the one who killed Pepe. Song Qian, do you think so? You are the one who is most responsible for her death

With that, he stepped out of front of him.

Her slender fingers gently across song Qian's face, with a look of annoyance.

Song Qian turns his head to one side, but Qin Xirong still remembers the feeling of his subordinates just now.

It's really nice to touch. It's as smooth as jelly. You can't help feeling it again.

At the beginning, she was white tender and lovely, but now

"Song Qian, your face is really white! Even this hand is white and tender. " Qin Xirong's face suddenly sank when she thought of her face destroyed by Yan bao'er.

Her slender fingers stopped and grabbed song Qian's arm. Her slender nails, like the tip of a needle, were about to penetrate into song Qian's white and tender skin.

"Is it?" Song Qian, with a cold smile, quickly gets up and grabs Qin Xirong's arm in a flash.

Qin Xirong is surprised and subconsciously wants to struggle. Song Qian grabs her throat directly with another simple action, and the thin gold needle is against her blood vessel.

How can song Qian still have a needle in his hand? What's more, it's light blue?

Is it poisonous?

Qin Xirong was frightened by the needle in Song Qian's hand, and her face was pale. Her body trembled uncontrollably, but her neck was stubbornly back.

She was really afraid that if she accidentally bumped into the needle tip in Song Qian's hand, she would die.

"Qin Xirong, you have said enough just now." Song shallow light a smile, gold needle again toward Qin Xi Rong's neck nearly a few minutes, "if you want to say now, I will not stop. But my gold needle... "

Song had a deep smile.

Qin Xirong was shocked to see the needle in Song Qian's hand, and her voice trembled: "Song Qian, you dare not. Samer, help me -- "Samer was also shocked by song Qian's sudden action. When he realized that he wanted to take the gun, song Qian gave a cold smile, "samer, if you want to die with her, continue!"

Song Qian raised his eyebrows and didn't seem to care about samer's threat to himself.

Samer was stunned when he heard the speech, and his deep eyes looked at Qin Xirong.

She's the only woman he's ever been open to. How could he let her die?

Even if Qin Xirong wanted him to die, samer never thought about what to do with her.

And now, after she is willing to be with him tenderly, he is even more reluctant to give up her death!

"Song Qian, let her go. I can let you go. " Sumer promised.

"I'm not allowed to!" Qin Xirong looked at samer angrily, "she I dare not touch mine. "

They finally caught song Qian. How could he let her go easily?

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