The Surrogate Bride of Young General Leng

Downstairs, in the living room, two tall sergeants were pressing a middle-aged man with broken clothes and blood all over.

The man was tied with his hands, mouth closed, kneeling on the ground. When he saw Leng Yuhe, he trembled all over his body, his face was full of panic, and he kept calling.

Leng Yuhe went downstairs, did not squint, passed by the kneeling man, and then sat in the chair opposite him.

The man crawled a few steps on his knees, trying to get close to him, and was kicked over by the sergeant behind him.

"Be honest, don't get close to dirty our young Marshal's shoes!"

Su ruozhuan has never seen such a violent and bloody scene, and she is afraid.

Leng Yuchen's line of sight, threw to her, raised the hand that did not wear gloves, beckoned kitten dog like hook finger: "come here."

Su Ruo gently pursed her white lips, lowered her sight, did not look at the kneeling man, and slowly walked to the sofa behind Leng Yuchen and stood still.

"I said, come here." He pointed his hand between his legs.

I mean, where is Su ruoqing standing in front of so many people.

Su Ruo light suddenly red face, rigid grip fingers, do not want to take a step.

"Su Zhiyou, didn't you hear me?" Leng Yuhe's voice is colder and more threatening than Su Ruo when she disobeys for the first time.

After all, all the servants are there. If Su ruoqing sweeps his face again, he will really seek his own death.

Even if the heart is reluctant, Su Ruo light can only listen to the past.

According to Leng Yuchen's command, he stood between his legs.

Leng Yuhe this just like smile not to smile's hook a lip, grasps Su Ruo light's arm, one pulls into his bosom, let her kiss closely, sat on Leng Yuhe's leg.

Two people posture, extremely ambiguous not to say, cold Yuhe's hand, also directly placed on her skirt under the smooth thigh.

Do not wear gloves, skin direct contact, scalding burning.

Su Ruo light's whole leg was numb, extremely uncomfortable, and forced to bite his lips, desperately enduring the impulse to slap the hooligan in the face.

Cold Yuhe fingers back and forth touching the delicate skin, slightly squint eyes.

The touch is countless times better than he thought.

The sight drops slightly, he looks at Su Ruo light's chest There is no exaggeration of plumpness, just one hand can hold the appropriate, just do not know, that touch how.

"Commander..." Under the light a word, call back Leng Yuhe's trance, "this man, how to deal with?"

Leng Yuhe takes back his sight and stares at the kneeling man.

This man, who was once his subordinate, betrayed him for a box of gold.

He is never soft on traitors.

Thin lips slightly hook, while he stroked Su ruo's delicate thighs, while opening his mouth: "peel off his skin for me."

Kneeling man suddenly whine, regardless of the image of the flow of tears, desperately toward Leng Yuhe, want to plead, but was trampled on by the sergeant behind him.

The sergeant turned his head and said to the servant next to him, "didn't you hear what the commander said? Go and get the things for me."

The maid nodded again and again, and quickly stepped back to get something.

In the living room, there was nothing but the sad whining of men.

A minute later, a wooden cross was lifted up, and a package of dark things was set up together.

The man was pulled up and tied up on the shelf, and the black bag was opened with a flash of cold. All kinds of knives of different sizes and shapes were inside.

Su Ruo took a look at the knife, and his scalp was numb, so he quickly turned away his sight.

After a burst of blade noise, the man's dreary scream, followed by a ring, a strong smell of blood, quickly diffuse open.

Those people are actually skinning people alive.

The rustling sound, like the most difficult to hear devil whispering, made Su Ruo light numb in his ears and chilly all over.

She couldn't even think of such a cruel picture.

But, chin but at this time, was cold Yuhe pinched, forced her to stare at that bloody cruel forehead scene.

Scarlet blood, sprinkle on the ground The blade enters the body, the skin and flesh separate, and the blood splashes

No

It's terrible. It's disgusting. She doesn't want to see it.

Su Ruo gently shook his head, trying to avoid, but his chin was tightly pinched by him, did not let her escape.

"Su Zhiyou, you can see clearly, this is What I hate The end. "