Yang Youyou was blocked by the music in her ears, but the conversation between the two people was still vaguely heard by her vaguely hearing her thoughts as if she was numb and extreme. She held her hands tightly and shrank her face as if she was escaping.
Go to die... Go to die... Go to die...
Zhan Ying looked back at Yang Youyou. His violent anger burned the redness in his eyes when he saw her shrank into a ball. He licked his swollen cheeks in his mouth with his tongue, and then smiled and shone half of his face with his palm print to Dong Zhibin. Did you see that, Mr. Dong? She can play with my face...
Dong Zhibin spitted out a miserable mouthful of blood. His fear of being high made him lose his pride. This is Zhan Ying's territory. No one can offend him. Today, the place where he lost points will have a chance to find it again.
He tried hard to squeeze out humility from his twisted face, but his trembling and bloody lips and dysregulated facial nerves made the scene weird and ugly
Zhan, Mr. Zhan... If you have something to say, we can sit down and say it carefully. His nose was so painful that it was about to tear his face open. The ventilated nasal sound was full of cowardly and humble concessions. This... was really just a misunderstanding. She kept saying that she was a staff member... Yes, it was my bastard, and she wanted to attack her... But... I... didn't take any advantage. Look at me, my head was broken, and the injuries on her body would not be much less than her...
Zhan Yingshen nodded with consent, and then he felt particularly sympathetic to him, picked up the tie he threw on the back of the sofa and made a ball and hit Ke Dong Zhibin's mouth.
Dong Zhibin was confused and looked at Zhan Ying's expression and then the tie. He really couldn't understand the other party's meaning.
Bite Zhan Ying handed her tie and smiled, don't scare her
Dong Zhibin's broken face twitched, he forced his neck to stop cooperating, you can't, treat me like this... You framed me, you join this woman, who else can you?
Zhan Ying's heart is full of Yang Youyou now. He doesn't want to waste a second with Dong Zhibin. He rudely stuffed the tie into his mouth. The loose front teeth were removed by him.
It hurts, it is no longer something that Dong Zhibin has time to enjoy. He shook his head "um" and kept retreating.
He has never suffered such a great humiliation since he was a child. He did not think this is a problem that a woman can cause. Someone must have wanted to mess with him behind his back. Don’t let him find out. No matter who it is, Dong Zhibin will definitely kill him!
I am not at a disadvantage in business. Based on the principle of winning and winning, Mr. Dong doesn't mind if I get some interest first.
Zhan Ying looked around and poured a red wine bottle just one arm away from him. The wine in the bottle had almost spilled.
Zhan Ying had enough wine bottle, poured the remaining wine in the bottle, and weighed it with his hands. The weight was quite good.
Ummm Dong Zhibin shook his head desperately, and when he saw Zhan Ying laughing at him, he was so scared that a bubble of hot air popped out of his crotch. He was scared and peeded. His whole body looked miserable as if he had seen the Avici Hell
Mr. Dong, you are so disgusting... Zhan Ying frowned in disgust. Before the man understood what the other party wanted to continue doing, the bottle of wine had already hit his hand moving back. He bit his tie without even screaming, and then he turned his eyes straight, and then woke up in pain.
Ummm He held his hand that was broken by the bone, and screamed in pain and kicked his legs back in fear.
Zhan Ying grinned, forgot to say that you have to pay back the three slaps on my face
Dong Zhibin was so scared that his eyes were full of fear that his pupils were cramped. Before he knew it, his back was already on the bar and he could not retreat. His face was covered in blood and tears, and his blocked mouth made him almost break oxygen.
Another broken sound broke into Yang Youyou's ears. She grabbed the hat on her head and curled herself tighter. She couldn't stand it anymore... Who will save her...
She shouldn't be stupid enough to be qualified to get involved in Zhanying's life, nor should she think that she can save lives and help the wounded. What kind of conscience, morality, condemnation...
All should not be the problem that bothers her. She can't help anyone or save anyone. She can't even protect herself, and she can't even save herself...
Throw away the bottle in his hand, Zhan Ying stood up and turned around
The trembling Yang Youyou felt something at this time, slowly raising her broken face to the point of being timid.
They are really not people in the same world. He is laughing, and it feels pure and clear. It feels like a sunny boy showing off to others that he has just won a difficult game. He is waiting for her praise and praise
And she was crying, not even afraid to see the twisted and ignorant human form behind him who was falling behind him.
Yang Youyou watched him walk towards him step by step, and the joy in his ear turned into a sharp blade that splits the reason.
It's okay...Youyou... Zhan Ying knelt in front of her, carefully, and slowly said to her with a volume that was afraid of her being scared.
A few short words further disintegrated Yang Youyou's emotions. She lived for twenty-seven years and never felt as wronged as she was now. It was all because of him!
Extreme sorrow and fear made her cry tremble, and the suppressed crying made her sadness infinitely amplify
Zhan Ying's heart was slit and painful at this moment, but he really liked the feeling of breaking because of Yang Youyou. They were so inseparable. In front of her, the more he exposed him, the more he could tie her heart tightly.
He stretched out his hand and gently lifted her face buried in her sports jacket, crying silently, her face with palm prints was full of tears, and the blood on the corner of her mouth was sad and sad on her trembling lips.
A cracking sound sounded in Zhan Ying's mind, he leaned forward, and his burning tongue licked the corner of Yang Youyou's mouth. The salty blood and tears tempted him to hold the woman's lips in an instant
Yang Youyou's eyes widened, and her tears were even more quickly caused by his actions.
She reached out to push him, but he didn't move at all. She beat him, but every time she pushed him, she hit him without any pain, and she pushed him down several times, and she didn't know where the headphones fell, and somehow she was carried into her arms by Zhan Ying. The fist that had hit him turned into a tight grip on his clothes, and tears soaked the material of the clothes.
No longer needed verbal help, Zhan Ying honestly held Yang Youyou in his arms and let her vent her emotions, but his mind quickly calmly began to develop the most specific plan for handling this matter.
Of course, the results of the processing do not need to be known by the person in your arms
Yang Youyou, who slowly calmed down while crying, was once again frightened by Zhan Ying's crazy and timid all over her body.
She had to leave, leave him far away, and completely cut off all contact with him
Zhan Ying was so arrogant in this place that made her extremely disgusting, and the man who was obviously used to violence against others and achieved his goal. If he changed to another woman this time, she would not dare to think about how much suppression those pity-worthy women would suffer when facing such a situation.
He is also called "Mr. Zhan", but how old is he?
Without help from his biological parents, all this he has is too exaggerated. Is it possible to be down-to-earth?
There must be someone behind him, and this place called "Shengjing" is definitely not a legal and clean normal consumption place.
Go to die... Go to die... Go to die...
Zhan Ying looked back at Yang Youyou. His violent anger burned the redness in his eyes when he saw her shrank into a ball. He licked his swollen cheeks in his mouth with his tongue, and then smiled and shone half of his face with his palm print to Dong Zhibin. Did you see that, Mr. Dong? She can play with my face...
Dong Zhibin spitted out a miserable mouthful of blood. His fear of being high made him lose his pride. This is Zhan Ying's territory. No one can offend him. Today, the place where he lost points will have a chance to find it again.
He tried hard to squeeze out humility from his twisted face, but his trembling and bloody lips and dysregulated facial nerves made the scene weird and ugly
Zhan, Mr. Zhan... If you have something to say, we can sit down and say it carefully. His nose was so painful that it was about to tear his face open. The ventilated nasal sound was full of cowardly and humble concessions. This... was really just a misunderstanding. She kept saying that she was a staff member... Yes, it was my bastard, and she wanted to attack her... But... I... didn't take any advantage. Look at me, my head was broken, and the injuries on her body would not be much less than her...
Zhan Yingshen nodded with consent, and then he felt particularly sympathetic to him, picked up the tie he threw on the back of the sofa and made a ball and hit Ke Dong Zhibin's mouth.
Dong Zhibin was confused and looked at Zhan Ying's expression and then the tie. He really couldn't understand the other party's meaning.
Bite Zhan Ying handed her tie and smiled, don't scare her
Dong Zhibin's broken face twitched, he forced his neck to stop cooperating, you can't, treat me like this... You framed me, you join this woman, who else can you?
Zhan Ying's heart is full of Yang Youyou now. He doesn't want to waste a second with Dong Zhibin. He rudely stuffed the tie into his mouth. The loose front teeth were removed by him.
It hurts, it is no longer something that Dong Zhibin has time to enjoy. He shook his head "um" and kept retreating.
He has never suffered such a great humiliation since he was a child. He did not think this is a problem that a woman can cause. Someone must have wanted to mess with him behind his back. Don’t let him find out. No matter who it is, Dong Zhibin will definitely kill him!
I am not at a disadvantage in business. Based on the principle of winning and winning, Mr. Dong doesn't mind if I get some interest first.
Zhan Ying looked around and poured a red wine bottle just one arm away from him. The wine in the bottle had almost spilled.
Zhan Ying had enough wine bottle, poured the remaining wine in the bottle, and weighed it with his hands. The weight was quite good.
Ummm Dong Zhibin shook his head desperately, and when he saw Zhan Ying laughing at him, he was so scared that a bubble of hot air popped out of his crotch. He was scared and peeded. His whole body looked miserable as if he had seen the Avici Hell
Mr. Dong, you are so disgusting... Zhan Ying frowned in disgust. Before the man understood what the other party wanted to continue doing, the bottle of wine had already hit his hand moving back. He bit his tie without even screaming, and then he turned his eyes straight, and then woke up in pain.
Ummm He held his hand that was broken by the bone, and screamed in pain and kicked his legs back in fear.
Zhan Ying grinned, forgot to say that you have to pay back the three slaps on my face
Dong Zhibin was so scared that his eyes were full of fear that his pupils were cramped. Before he knew it, his back was already on the bar and he could not retreat. His face was covered in blood and tears, and his blocked mouth made him almost break oxygen.
Another broken sound broke into Yang Youyou's ears. She grabbed the hat on her head and curled herself tighter. She couldn't stand it anymore... Who will save her...
She shouldn't be stupid enough to be qualified to get involved in Zhanying's life, nor should she think that she can save lives and help the wounded. What kind of conscience, morality, condemnation...
All should not be the problem that bothers her. She can't help anyone or save anyone. She can't even protect herself, and she can't even save herself...
Throw away the bottle in his hand, Zhan Ying stood up and turned around
The trembling Yang Youyou felt something at this time, slowly raising her broken face to the point of being timid.
They are really not people in the same world. He is laughing, and it feels pure and clear. It feels like a sunny boy showing off to others that he has just won a difficult game. He is waiting for her praise and praise
And she was crying, not even afraid to see the twisted and ignorant human form behind him who was falling behind him.
Yang Youyou watched him walk towards him step by step, and the joy in his ear turned into a sharp blade that splits the reason.
It's okay...Youyou... Zhan Ying knelt in front of her, carefully, and slowly said to her with a volume that was afraid of her being scared.
A few short words further disintegrated Yang Youyou's emotions. She lived for twenty-seven years and never felt as wronged as she was now. It was all because of him!
Extreme sorrow and fear made her cry tremble, and the suppressed crying made her sadness infinitely amplify
Zhan Ying's heart was slit and painful at this moment, but he really liked the feeling of breaking because of Yang Youyou. They were so inseparable. In front of her, the more he exposed him, the more he could tie her heart tightly.
He stretched out his hand and gently lifted her face buried in her sports jacket, crying silently, her face with palm prints was full of tears, and the blood on the corner of her mouth was sad and sad on her trembling lips.
A cracking sound sounded in Zhan Ying's mind, he leaned forward, and his burning tongue licked the corner of Yang Youyou's mouth. The salty blood and tears tempted him to hold the woman's lips in an instant
Yang Youyou's eyes widened, and her tears were even more quickly caused by his actions.
She reached out to push him, but he didn't move at all. She beat him, but every time she pushed him, she hit him without any pain, and she pushed him down several times, and she didn't know where the headphones fell, and somehow she was carried into her arms by Zhan Ying. The fist that had hit him turned into a tight grip on his clothes, and tears soaked the material of the clothes.
No longer needed verbal help, Zhan Ying honestly held Yang Youyou in his arms and let her vent her emotions, but his mind quickly calmly began to develop the most specific plan for handling this matter.
Of course, the results of the processing do not need to be known by the person in your arms
Yang Youyou, who slowly calmed down while crying, was once again frightened by Zhan Ying's crazy and timid all over her body.
She had to leave, leave him far away, and completely cut off all contact with him
Zhan Ying was so arrogant in this place that made her extremely disgusting, and the man who was obviously used to violence against others and achieved his goal. If he changed to another woman this time, she would not dare to think about how much suppression those pity-worthy women would suffer when facing such a situation.
He is also called "Mr. Zhan", but how old is he?
Without help from his biological parents, all this he has is too exaggerated. Is it possible to be down-to-earth?
There must be someone behind him, and this place called "Shengjing" is definitely not a legal and clean normal consumption place.
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