Feeling that his host was about to explode, the baby quickly spoke out to remind him.
Xun Mi, who was just about to kill these people, suddenly felt terrible. The original owner had a bad personality. He was a bit inferior and had a soft temper.
Let such a person not only not kill someone, but probably won't even curse someone.
Do you have to be so upset, husband? You have to hurry up, otherwise your dear I will use my ultimate move.
"Who...who are you?" Since he couldn't take action, he could only delay time.
But this delay could not last long, her body was reaching its limit.
The men outside the door seemed to be fascinated by the person inside and stood there for a while without moving.
It’s not their fault. Anyone who sees such a scene will be so excited that their blood will boil.
Her black hair fell on her shoulders, and her rose-like, charming and bright starry eyes looked over at me at an angle, with an enchanting mist under the light.
A little confused and indescribably attractive.
Her petite, oval face is as delicate as a finished product painstakingly painted by an artist, perfect without a single flaw.
The bright red on her cheeks gave her a rosy aura.
The moonlight outside the window fell on her, making her in her white silk nightgown look like a fairy from a fairy tale.
"That woman really didn't lie to us. She's such a beauty."
"Yeah, I've never had such a great experience in my life. I'm going to have a great time tonight."
"I heard that no one comes here. We can come again next time after we have fun this time."
The unbridled discussions of adultery kept intruding into Xunmiao's ears. His eyes grew colder and colder, while his face was filled with panic and fear.
His body trembled as he stepped back, but his mind was quickly capturing important information.
"Go away, don't come over here." This sentence almost exhausted all her strength, and at this time she retreated to the corner.
Several men walked in with lustful eyes, their expressions were disgusting, and they responded to Xunmi's words with a nasty smile.
"Don't worry, my little beauty, the brothers will make you feel the ultimate happiness."
"Yes, yes, come here, little beauty, and let your brothers love you."
The three men reached out their hands to Xunmi at the same time, and they looked so impatient as if they had already stripped her naked.
He suppressed the nausea and vomiting, and used the wall to support himself and kept moving to the side.
Her body's reaction was becoming slower and slower, and her brain was becoming increasingly confused. She was searching for a clear answer: ten minutes at most was her limit.
If... her husband hasn't arrived by then, then she'll have no choice but to... a murderous look flashed in her eyes.
Husband, where are you?
Su Zicang was inexplicably irritable as he drove to the villa he hadn't returned to since getting married. He was in a very gloomy mood.
I kept pressing the accelerator, and the speed reached over 300, with no sign of slowing down.
There was a voice urging him to go faster, faster, but he had no idea what to do.
When the car finally stopped at the door, my irritable mood still did not improve.
Looking at the house in front of me shrouded in darkness, I frowned. Why did it feel wrong?
Having participated in various trainings since he was a child, he noticed the problem at a glance. Without even turning off the car engine, he pushed open the door and ran inside.
Although he didn't like Qiu Xunmi and even hated her personality, his mother liked her very much. If he knew that something happened to Qiu Xunmi, he would definitely be affected.
Damn it, it’s all Qiu Xunmi’s fault, why is it so annoying?
As soon as he went upstairs, he heard the woman's scream. The despair and death in it frightened Su Zicang so much that he staggered.
What's going on? His face was filled with horror, his pace quickened, and tiny, fragmented sounds slowly reached his ears.
"Little beauty, just obey us."
"Are you still waiting for someone to rescue you? Don't even think about it. But someone told us that no one will come to rescue you. Tonight you belong to us brothers."
"Hold her down. If she doesn't accept the toast, she will be punished."
"No, no, get out of here, get out of here."
The man's arrogant words and the woman's shrill cries pierced Su Zicang's heart.
"Bang!" He kicked open the door, which hadn't been closed to begin with, and saw the situation inside, his eyes widened in shock.
The woman in white in the corner held a broken piece of porcelain in her hand across her chest, with bright red liquid flowing down her arm.
Her hair was disheveled, her face was pale to the point of being almost transparent, yet it was glowing with a gorgeous crimson color. Her eyes were blurry, and her body was still shaking. One could tell at a glance that something was wrong with her.
Those lips, which should have been perfectly shaped, were now covered in blood, adding a touch of poignancy to her miserable appearance.
This was the first time Su Zicang looked at Qiu Xunmi seriously, and he couldn't look away.
But the heartache that followed made it almost impossible for him to breathe.
"What are you doing? Who gave you the courage?" Su Zicang, with his eyes red with anger, completely lost his mind.
He rushed over in three or two steps and easily subdued the three big men. His fists kept landing on their flesh, and the sound of collision stimulated his fragile nerves.
The original owner's emotional outburst and the drugs in his body had a two-way influence, and he could not regain his clear mind at all.
The tears that I had been holding back rolled down one by one like a flood that broke through a dam, hitting the ground and soon making a large area wet.
Su Zicang beat those men to death as if to vent his anger. His mind was full of the scene just now and what she would do if he came a little later.
He shouldn't have thought about the consequences, and his fists became more and more fierce, and each punch made several men scream for mercy.
"Brother, brother, we were wrong, ah."
"We were also ordered around. Ah, don't hit me, brother."
No matter how they begged for mercy, Su Zicang seemed to be possessed by a demon and did not stop moving at all.
By the time his hands became numb and he lost all feeling, the three men under him were also dying.
Compared with a man who has served in the army, not to mention three, even thirty Su Zicangs would be able to compete.
His reason slowly returned, and the small whimpering sound attracted all his attention. He quickly let go of the person he was holding and stumbled over to the person who was squatting in the corner, huddled in a ball, trembling all over.
He reached out to hug her, but his hands were shaking even more than her.
For the first time, Su Zicang felt like a bastard. Even if he didn't like her, he couldn't leave her alone.
"Search..."
"Hubby, why did you come so late? Why did you come so late?" Su Zicang had just opened his mouth when the thin person threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly.
Listening to her collapsed questioning, my heart ached.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Apart from these three words, he didn't know what to say.
His hand stroked her hot back unsteadily, his voice hoarse: "There won't be a next time. Your husband will protect you and will always be by your side."
Perhaps it was because the atmosphere was too familiar, or perhaps it was because the words were too reassuring, but Xunmiao, whose rationality had long since sunk, put her arms around the man's neck and kissed him.
The magma in the body completely erupted at this moment.
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