First story: The yandere second male lead rises to power? Second story: The gentle and tragic male lead rises to power? Third story: The campus male god rises to power (which one of these multiple ...
Crescent Moon closed her eyes.
She felt very scared inside.
Zhang Ling's hands groped her face, his long nails scratching it.
"You have skin on your face. Where did this skin come from? I'm really curious about what you looked like before."
Little Leo was stunned watching from the side.
It was the first time he had ever heard of someone being shameless.
"Little Leo, bring me a scraper."
"yes."
Crescent Moon's eyelids were trembling.
Everyone loves beauty, not to mention that she is a girl.
Compared to Zhang Ling's humiliation and killing of her, she felt even more trembling when her face was destroyed bit by bit.
The cold tip of the knife slid gently across his cheek.
Zhang Ling did not use any force and there was no bleeding on his face, but Yueya's body was shaking uncontrollably.
Yueya's reaction made him feel quite satisfied, and Zhang Ling experienced a pleasure he had never experienced before.
Yueya's teeth were trembling as she bit the towel.
What would it feel like if you peeled off a piece of skin from your face?
Thinking of this, Zhang Ling grinned: "Hahahahaha, cool!"
Little Leo: “………………”
It wasn't the first time he had seen an adult act crazy, but at this moment, he felt a little uneasy.
"Go get a whetstone and a live suckling pig." Zhang Ling was reluctant to cut Yueya's face, he wanted to practice on something else first.
"Yes." Little Leo glanced at Yueya on the bed and suddenly felt that this woman was quite pitiful.
If you have to deal with someone like his master, you can only wish for the best.
"Good things should always be saved for last, right? My baby." Zhang Ling leaned over to Yueya's ear and said, his lips brushing across her ear.
Crescent Moon's body carries the fragrance of bathing.
Zhang Ling had different thoughts in his mind.
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After a while, Little Leo came back with a suckling pig.
Seeing Zhang Ling tidying up Yueya's clothes, he quickly turned his face away.
The two pink cherries look very eye-catching, and they remind people of their sweetness without the need to taste them deeply.
Zhang Ling's lips still had a hint of bright red, and it was obvious that he was not full yet.
The suckling pig struggled and cried in Little Leo's arms.
Zhang Ling frowned and knocked it unconscious with a palm.
He originally wanted to do it slowly while the pig was awake, but the pig obviously didn't cooperate.
"Drip, drip..." Pig blood fell on Yueya's body.
Zhang Ling used a scraper to scrape off the entire pig's face in front of her.
"You see, my technique is pretty good, it's like a perfect work of art." As he said this, he placed the skin on his hand over Yueya's face.
"Mmmmm!" The fishy smell rushed to her head and Yueya couldn't help but vomit.
"If you explain what happened to your face, I can let you suffer less." Zhang Ling took out a white handkerchief and wiped every inch of skin on his hands.
"Little Leo, take the cloth out of her mouth."
Yueya was determined to give up. The moment the cloth was pulled away, she bit off her tongue!
"You bastard!" Zhang Ling quickly stopped Yueya.
Half of her tongue was bitten off, and blood gushed out. To prevent Yueya from suffocating, Zhang Ling picked her up and said, "Who told you to die? Who allowed you to die?!"
"Little Li, what are you doing here? Call the doctor! If anything happens to the baby in her belly, I want you all to be buried with her!"
"Yes!" Little Leo rolled and crawled.