Broken Love: Satan,Leave Me Alone

She looked up at him. "Don't worry. Even if I die, you two brothers and sisters won't be invited at the funeral. I don't want to see you two again in my life."

"In the evening," Jiang Qifeng clenched the ointment and dyed a heavy color on the bottom of his light eyes, "it's you who do wrong, not me and qingran."

Even if we don't meet, it should be that he and qingran don't want to see her, not that she doesn't want to see them.

He pulled his lips in the evening, his expression was very pale, but he was somewhat sarcastic.

"It's a mistake for me to come here. People like you who don't change their mistakes, not to mention kneeling for two hours, but for two days and two years, it's their own fault!" Jiang Qifeng turns to the elevator and throws the ointment into the garbage can.

The ointment collides with the garbage can, making a dull noise, which makes the atmosphere in the corridor more depressing.

The director was angry to the evening blush, neck thick, was about to punish her, a compartment door opened, put out a head, "cleaner came down, someone vomited."

"OK." In the evening, he took the cleaning tools and went into the front compartment. The clouds in the

room were wrapped in mist, and the smell of cigarettes, the smell of alcohol, the smell of women's perfume, and the smell of vomit, smelly and smelly, mingled with each other and smoked almost to the end of the night.

"Excuse me." She said, holding the rag to the tea table and sofa stained with a large amount of vomit.

The clear and pleasant voice of a woman stands out in the smoke and mist. Several men who are making fun of the woman look at her --

"I thought it was a big mother. It turned out to be a beautiful little sister!"

"I have a good face, but I can't see my figure. You take off your clothes and show me. If it's good, you'll follow me later, OK? "

"Are you blind? You can't even see that your little butt is so cocky! Come with me. It's definitely more than here

A bunch of men are abusive.

In the evening, if you haven't heard of it, take a rag to clean up the vomit.

The feeling of sticky and greasy on the dishcloth spread to her hands. Coupled with the sour smell floating on her nose, her stomach was churning and her teeth were hard to bear.

"I've got dirt on my shoes, too. I'll wipe them with beauty!" The man was staring at her buttocks, her eyes burning.

Standing up in the evening, he stepped back and tried to suppress the tumbling in his stomach. "The dishcloth is dirty. I'll change it."

I want to go.

"Not so much trouble!" The man calls her, eyebrow is frivolous, "beautiful thing, I don't dislike dirty."

In the evening, with her head down, she clutched the rag in her hand, and vomit flowed down the cloth onto her shoes and clothes. It looked disgusting.

Several people see this, unabashedly dislike, away from her some.

But the man is still staring at her, straight eyes to scan her body.

In the evening, he licked his dry lips, walked to him and squatted down. Before he could see where the dirty things on his shoes were, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her hair and pulled it towards him.

Poop!

She knelt on the ground, subconsciously back, and found her kneeling in front of him.

There was laughter and whistles in the private room.

And kneeling on the ground in the evening, like a plaything, was teased, teased, embarrassed to the extreme.

She pressed her hands on a cloth full of vomit, and her ragged short hair covered her forbearance to the extreme.

She clenched her lips and her body was shaking.

There was an ashtray on the tea table, enough to break the man's head!

She raised her hand to the coffee table, but drew back when she reached the edge of the ashtray.

If she does this, he Hanchuan will be angry

"Little sister," the man grabbed her hair and threw a stack of money on the table, his eyes full of evil and malice, "you help me, a hundred dollars, how about it?"

was forced to watch him wipe the face of the liquid foundation. He kept pouring in his stomach.

The people in the private room yelled at each other --

"beauty, come on, it's more money than you're a cleaner!"

"Laoliu doesn't mind being dirty. This is a cleaner. He cleans the toilet all day long. At least let her take a bath first."

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