Don't Mess With Your Ex-Wife

Xu Ting quickly hugged her body, couldn't stop shaking her head, dropped the tears from the corner of her eyes, and cried in a dumb voice, "no! Sister, don't! I was wrong! Really wrong! Don't do that! "

"It's been reclaimed countless times! It's not bad this time. Go to bed! I'll split my legs Wen Xi stood up, 1.73 meters tall than Xu Ting's head. She put one hand around her chest, and one hand vigorously patted Xu Ting's cheek.

Xu Ting still can't help shaking her head, crying pear flower with tears, the makeup on her face spent a piece. Just about to kneel for Wenxi, two bodyguards have already put Xu Ting on the big bed without tenderness

"Oh, the makeup looks like this. It's not photogenic anymore." Wen Xi looked at a photo she had taken, then snapped her finger, "it doesn't matter. I have a makeup artist ready!"

She said a wink at one of the bodyguards. The bodyguard knew that he would take a woman carrying a make-up box into the door. Xu Ting is still crying and her eyes are red. Wen Qian was finally impatient to cry. She stepped on the bed with one foot and pulled Xu Ting's hair. She cried out in pain.

"Cry again! I'm killing you Wen Xi threatened angrily, and shook off Xu Ting's hair, along with the strand of torn hair.

Xu Ting didn't dare to cry again, but she couldn't help sobbing. Make up artist familiar with make-up, and soon restored Xu Ting beautiful appearance. The strong bodyguard has withdrawn his clothes. There is a tremor on the bed and a flash of magnesium lamp

That disgusting picture, Wenxi naturally did not want to smear her eyes, turned her back to the big bed. I didn't expect that Xu Ting was really shameless. She could still groan at this time. She was so angry that she became more and more angry.

Every picture of Xu Ting's face is clearly photographed, and the model sample that she enjoys implicitly is the effect Wenxi wants. However, she has a nausea. Such a slut no longer severely punish, it is difficult to vent their anger.

A bottle of glue, in the struggle of Xu Ting, sealed her one eye, one ear, one nostril and half mouth. In the cold winter, Wen Qian was only kind enough to allow Xu Ting to wear underwear. On her back, she hung a sign in bold with the words "Su Jin, I'm sorry." she knelt down in Sujin's dormitory building. Xu Ting's half paralyzed face attracted the school's students to watch, and everyone pointed. Xu Ting has been frozen will not blush, so half low head to cry and tears are frozen.

Wen Xi was very satisfied with her masterpiece. She ran up and pulled up Su Jin, who was still in bed. She went to the window and pointed to Xu Ting, who was kneeling in the snow. "Su Jin! I'll help you out! "

Su Jin rubbed some swollen eyes. Although Xu Ting can't see clearly now, the shivering body in the cold wind can still be seen clearly. Su Jin took a cold breath and looked at Wen Qian with a happy look

"You How cruel Su brocade half praise half derogatory ground mocked a sentence.

"What? Not satisfied? What do you want to do with her Wen Qian's hands around her chest, Chin Yang to Su Jin.

Su Jin sighed, shook his head, grabbed a down jacket and ran downstairs. It's not kind. It's just that I don't want to hear about her.

Just downstairs, a familiar Maybach is not far from the dormitory, leaving a few beautiful footprints on the snow

That's Lu Zekai's car! Su Jin is shocked and throws her down jacket to a female classmate in the same dormitory. She turns around and runs to the supermarket near the dormitory

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