Endless Pampering Only For You

Yu Zhe standing there heard her shout, and the whole person was still in place, and she didn't even dare turn her head to look at Mu Xiao's expression.

His hands dangled into fists, with his nails almost embedded in his palms.

Little, sorry ... sorry ...

Yu Zhe closed her eyes, her face full of pain.

Han Xueer was overjoyed like watching a theater. She admired Mu Xiaoxiao's painful expression and felt that she had never been so happy.

At this moment, she felt like a queen and was able to control her little destiny.

She wants little pain, but little pain.

She wants Mu Xiaoxiao to die, Mu Xiaoxiao can only die!

This taste is so cool!

Han Xueer grinned and motioned to the man behind him, who stepped forward and handed a knife.

She slowly pulled out the blade, staring at the cold light from the sharp blade.

As if thinking, how would this blade feel on the flesh?

"Mu Xiaoxiao, aren't you proud that you have a beautiful face? Well, how many boys like you, not because of your face? I think, I like you less, but also because of your face, oh, And your hot body. "

Han Xueer approached Mu Xiaoxiao and intentionally made a gesture in front of Mu Xiaoxiao to scare her.

Mu Xiaoxiao is so sad now, she has no mood to care about her abnormal appearance.

She felt that Han Xueer's eyes were particularly scary, like a lunatic, she had completely lost her mind.

Han Xueer lowered the tip of the knife and faced Mu Xiao's chest.

She said slowly, "You said, I'll open a mouth here, or cut off your plump breast ... Will Shao still like your figure?"

Then, the blade touched Mu Xiao's cheek again.

"How many knives will this face have?"

Mu Xiaoxiao's face was more tense than the cold-light blade.

Han Xueer's eyes narrowed slowly, her eyes gradually became scarlet, and her hatred grew stronger.

Mu Xiaoxiao could feel how cold the blade was on her face.

She didn't dare to move, and she was shaking.

She didn't even dare talk to stimulate Han Xueer, because she knew that Han Xueer would dare to start.

Because Han Xueer apparently has been waiting for this moment, waiting for a long time.

Mu Xiaoxiao held his breath, almost destined, and almost desperate.

She closed her eyes and waited for the pain to come.

Han Xueer looked down, she looked at Mu Xiaoxiao's expression, and sighed dissatisfied, "You call! Please me! Mu Xiaoxiao, if you begged me humblely, I will consider letting you go!"

Do not!

This is not the result she wants.

What she wants is to step Mu Xiaoxiao under her feet like garbage.

Mu Xiaoxiao should scream in fear, then the whole person is frightened, crying and begging her to let go of herself.

Rather than this ... so calm and determined!

Han Xueer really hated Mu Xiaoxiao.

Faced with the blade sticking to her face, why wasn't she afraid, why didn't she scream!

"You called me! You screamed! Did you hear me!"

Han Xueer pulled Mu Xiaoxiao angrily and wanted her to follow her script.

However, Mu Xiaoxiao squinted at her with Yu Guang, and tears were in her eyes, but this did not make her look weak, her eyes resolute, even though her body was shaking, her expression looked at the other side with a mockery.