Abandoned concubine auspicious

Chapter 10
More sweat flowed from Li Jiong's forehead, and his teeth were clenching loudly.

Wang Zhier picked up the belt, raised his arms, and tied them tightly to the bed rails. He couldn't move, looked straight at him, and said furiously, "Who are you? Terrible!"

Wang Zhi'er smiled: "I'm the one serving you. Don't you remember my master? My little friend, I don't remember my slave now. I still remember that my master has a bean-sized red mole on his buttocks."

Hmph, let him be disgusted first.

Sure enough, Li Jiong's handsome face was as if he had eaten shit, and his strong and slender arms were covered with chicken skin.

He raised his foot and kicked Wang Zhier, how could Wang Zhier let him hit him, looked left and right, tore off a long curtain, and tied his legs to the bed frame.

The extremely handsome face was extremely ashamed and angry, and it was no longer the cold and cruel appearance when I saw him just now.

His face showed a faint red, his jet-black hair hammered down on his bare chest, his blind eyes opened wide...

Wang Zhi'er swallowed her saliva, thinking that this person is really good-looking, she has never seen such a good-looking person in her past life to this life.

The plastic surgery techniques in the previous life were not able to produce such a good-looking person.

It's a pity that Kong has a good appearance, but his personality is exaggeratedly cruel.

I can’t appreciate it anymore, and if I appreciate it again, it’s too late to escape.

It may be because he has never been humiliated before, but he didn't say a word, and he didn't call out people from outside to come in. There was such a big movement in the house, and people outside didn't come in to check it out. He thought that the master was losing his temper again. She is a little girl, so it is impossible for her to do anything to him.

To be on the safe side, she found a cloth towel and stuffed it into his mouth.

With a slap, he slapped him on the face, and said coldly: "Ninth Prince, others are mud on the soles of their feet, if you trample on them, are you a god in the sky?"

Thinking of Wang Zhier's original suffering, she empathized with her. She slapped the left hand and the right hand, and slapped it more than a dozen times in a row until the palms were numb, so she gave up.

When she was doing this, Li Jiong was still staring, but when she slapped her a few times, Li Jiong closed his eyes, not taking her humiliation and pain seriously. Wang Zhier was very angry and determined to give her He's a little bit awesome. Look.

Before becoming a police detective, she was a special soldier sent by the government to the Far East in her previous life. She has a good way of interrogating and interrogating, which can make life different. She raised her fingers and hit his numbness all at once. Where the pain cannot be tolerated, no matter how vicious a person is hit here, his whole body will tremble in pain.

But his expression didn't change a bit, except for the twitching veins on his forehead, his eyes were still slightly closed.

This person is a person who can endure pain!
Wang Zhi'er didn't believe in evil, and her protruding knuckles searched for the weak and unbearable parts of the human body and hit them, but after being tortured, Li Jiong stared coldly at the void with eyes that couldn't look, with a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth, he was laughing at her , even with this appearance, he still looks aloof!

Wang Zhi'er was so exhausted that she was out of breath, she didn't want his life... If she wanted his life, she wouldn't be able to get away.

But how could such an innocuous lesson be worth the pain he inflicted on her?

After all, she was so angry that she walked to the desk, saw that there was pen and ink beside the desk, picked up the pen, walked to his side again, tore off his clothes, and began to write on his chest.

The soft pen touched his skin, making him short of breath.

Wang Zhi'er watched with satisfaction as he inscribed a few big characters on his chest and abdomen on the white moon: The world's number one scumbag.

It's just that what she wrote is in simplified characters, and I don't know if anyone in this world can understand it?

In short, it's enough to be able to breathe.

Wang Zhi'er walked to the east window, pushed it open gently, and saw that there was a tree-lined path outside the window, and no one else was guarding her. She tucked the hem of her skirt around her waist, and with both hands, she wanted to climb to the window...

Before she climbed up to the window, she heard the creaking sound of the bed board shaking behind her. Looking back, she was startled, and saw Li Jiong's whole body bursting out with strength, the muscles in his wrist stretched, and the muscles tied around his wrist The rope on the waist was deeply pulled into the skin of his wrist, and he was about to break free from the binding of the belt.

Wang Zhier was startled, and came to him in a few strides, looked left and right, picked up the porcelain pillow beside the bed, waved her hand, and hit him on the head...

But at this time, the change suddenly happened, and the porcelain pillow was about to hit Li Jiong's forehead, and it stopped abruptly with only a centimeter away.

She suddenly realized that she could no longer control this body.

There was a voice in my ear begging: "Don't, don't kill him, please!"

Damn, this is Wang Zhier's original body, why come out to make trouble at this time?Nie Zipei was out of breath and roared, "If we don't kill him, how can we leave?"

There are two people in one body, and one of them is a teammate like a pig!

"It turned out that I was wrong to cause him to be like this. If I beat him to death, I will never feel at ease for the rest of my life!" The voice softly cried, "Please, please..."

Nie Zipei gritted her teeth and waved the porcelain pillow, but there was no way she could shake it even a little bit. Suddenly, she heard a crackling sound, and the sound of the cloth being snapped. When she saw it, she was covered in cold sweat. It was too late, this person had all hands and feet. Geng, tied to his body, the cloth strips around his wrists were all messed up, and he took the cloth scarf out of his mouth very elegantly, rolled his eyeballs, and looked towards her.

"It's you!"

His eyes were cold, like crushed ice, scared Wang Zhier back a few steps, and her body reached the edge of the table.

Can he see?

He approached her step by step, his body was muscular, his handsome face stared at her coldly, a boundless pressure came straight to her, making her originally straight waist hunched.

Nie Zipei suddenly realized that she was able to control her body again, and Wang Zhi'er didn't dare to face Li Jiong at all, so she curled up in a corner and fell asleep again.

She really ran away after getting into trouble, and she was specially asked to clean up the mess!
His eyes looked from top to bottom, and stopped on the porcelain pillow in her hand. Nie Zipei let go of his hand, and the porcelain pillow fell to the ground, swallowing his saliva.

He showed his snow-white teeth like a bloodthirsty cheetah: "So it's you!"

He could see and recognize her.

"That's right, it's me, Wang Zhi'er, don't you remember the prince, but I still remember the prince's figure."

(End of this chapter)