Young Master Xing's Pillow Wife

After Ling Xiaorou tied Mu Mu up, she pushed to the side of the garbage dump, patted the ashes on her hands, then stood up, and walked towards Su Luobai's direction step by step.

How could Mu Mu's small body withstand such a push from her, and she staggered two steps and fell to the ground.

Su Luobai was impatient just now, worried about Mu Mu's safety, and lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment, with his hands behind his back and tied together, no matter how staring his feet were, he could only move a little distance.

Her wrist tried her best to break free from the rope, but as soon as she used her strength, she realized that Ling Xiaorou's hand that stepped on her just now seemed to be useless, and it hurt when she moved it.

"Don't waste your energy in vain."

Ling Xiaorou stood in front of her, squatting down, clutching a struggling dagger in her hand, under the light, it glowed faintly and coldly.

She held the dagger in front of her face and swung it away.

"Aren't you great? Are you still looking for someone to secretly take pictures of me? Think you can sit back and relax if you ruin my reputation?"

She suddenly laughed out loud, as if she had heard some joke, and kept laughing.

"Ling Xiaorou, do you know that you are breaking the law?"

Su Luobai frowned tightly, her eyes fell on the sharp and gleaming knife, she looked away, tried not to look, so she wouldn't be afraid.

"is it?"

Ling Xiaorou pointed the sharp point of the knife upwards, looked at it, half-closed her eyes, and said almost from her nasal cavity, "Are you afraid? You only have such a little courage? I thought you were capable?" !"

She suddenly leaned over, raised her chin with the sharp point of the knife, and met his eyes, "You have fallen into my hands today, so don't think about it."

Seeing Su Luobai and this child reminded her of the time spent in Xing's villa for no reason.

She was waiting for him in that empty and lonely home every day like a widow.

But he often does not come home.

Not to mention, ever since Mu Mu and Su Luobai appeared.

Xing Kun seemed to have lost his home and never came back.

Su Luobai's chin was lifted by a cold knife, as if the cold had penetrated into the bone marrow. Her dry mouth became more and more serious, especially her lips. I don't know whether it was too dry or biting too hard. Broken skin, she turned her head and turned to the side, not wanting to be restrained by her, "Ling Xiaorou, you said you went to such great lengths to tie us here, what's your purpose?"

"For what purpose?"

Even in such a situation, Su Luobai was still able to ask the purpose clearly. Ling Xiaorou gripped the handle of the knife tightly, patted her delicate and fair face, her eyes were cold, "If it falls into my hands, of course it's for Make your life worse than death, otherwise how can you be worthy of your kindness to me?"

The cold knife, slapped on the face, was as terrifying as a poisonous snake's tongue licking.

The faint cold light of the knife reflected on Ling Xiaorou's face, she looked so ferocious, she suddenly raised her hand, and slapped Su Luobai's face twice.

"Clap!"

The crisp sound was so loud in the quiet dilapidated factory building.

Both sides of Su Luobai's face were red and swollen the moment he was hit, the pain was so hot that he almost lost consciousness, his mind was buzzing, and he couldn't even hear what Ling Xiaorou said.

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"

Seeing Mummy being beaten, Mu Mu crawled over with all her strength, her white and tender face was stuck to the ground, already stained gray by dust, only those bright black eyes were dripping wet with tears, her face The last two tear stains brushed by tears are particularly obvious.

He cried loudly and wanted to get up and walk towards Su Luobai's direction, but his hands and feet were also bound, so he could only watch Ling Xiaorou beat Mommy.

"Mumu, it's okay, Mommy is okay, don't cry! Be like a man."

Hearing Mu Mu's cry, Su Luobai felt pain in her heart. Even if she opened her mouth, her whole face was so painful that she was about to die, but she still deliberately softened her voice and coaxed Mu Mu.

Ling Xiaorou looked at them leisurely, "Tsk tsk tsk, what a picture of affectionate mother and child."

Mu Mu clenched her lips obediently while crying, and nodded desperately while crying, but the tears still kept falling down.

Su Luobai saw her nose sore, her heart ached, she looked at Ling Xiaorou with bloodshot eyes, "I'm the one you're looking for, and I'm the one you're dealing with, why are you embarrassing a child?"

Ling Xiaorou sneered, "Now that you are in my hands, do you still want to bargain with me?"

She stretched out her hand to pinch Su Luobai's chin, and pinched it up violently, half-closed her eyes, and said word by word: "Look, now you are the fish and I am the knife, you should think about your situation. .”

Her long nails almost crushed Su Luobai's chin, venting her hatred.

Finally, Su Luobai fell into her hands.

All the pain she put on herself will be taken back from her one by one.

"Don't! Don't do this!"

Seeing that Ling Xiaorou started to move Su Luobai again, Mu Mu shook her head desperately, her big watery eyes were filled with tears, and they fell down patter.

The force under Ling Xiaorou's hands was even heavier, one hand clamped her chin, and the other hand slapped her twice again, the palms were numb from the shock.

"You are really thick-skinned, my hands hurt!"

Su Luobai's face was already red and swollen from the beating, and there were a few more nail marks. The red marks immediately ooze out blood, as if they were whipped.

It hit both sides of her ears, leaving only a buzzing sound.

Ling Xiaorou looked at her slapped face, it was red and swollen, and there were bloodstains on both cheeks, there was no beauty in it, no one had any idea after looking at it.

"This kind of face suits you."

She shook her sore hand from the slap, stood up, her eyes fell on Su Luobai's body, her hands and feet were tied, and then she thought of how Qin Shen was in front of so many people in her office that day. Face, was dragged out.

The embarrassment and embarrassment of that day gradually came to her heart, and her eyes became more and more sinister.

"Aren't you very proud that day? Did Xing Kun protect you? Then I want to see how he still protects you today!"

There was always a fire in Ling Xiaorou's chest, from that day in the hotel to today, it has been burned into a sea of ​​flames, she wished she could kill her right now.

Su Luobai's eyes were sore, and she blinked at Mu Mu who was lying on the side and couldn't move. She raised the corners of her lips and opened her mouth to say silently: "Don't be afraid."

Mu Mu was crying so hard that she sniffed her nose desperately, her eyes were swollen from crying.

Seeing the interaction between the two, Ling Xiaorou felt like playing with Su Luobai, wanting to see her heart-piercing and in agony.

"Do you think I should deal with you first? Or start with your precious son?"

As she spoke, her gaze was already looking in Mu Mu's direction, as if she had already chosen her target.

"Ling Xiaorou, are you still a person? What's the matter with me, what's the matter with the child?"

Su Luobai was so frightened that the blood in his whole body rushed upwards, and when he spoke, his whole face was so painful that he gasped.