"Ah"
In the silent night, the man gave a low laugh: "Little guy, do you know what Feng Shui turns?"
Song Yi: "... ..?"
"Now you're messing with me, it's fun."
"In the future, let's see if you still want it?"
Song Yi: "... . . . "
She suddenly felt that she had done a rather mentally retarded thing.
...
Both of them slept well that night.
Song Yi was held in his arms and fell asleep slowly.
There are a lot of happiness and joys of having a boyfriend. After coming out of the bathroom shu.fu and then holding him to sleep, this feeling is very sweet and happy.
She fell asleep slowly, with a smile on her lips.
Suddenly, it seemed that a cold hand grabbed her to a dark place.
Song Yi trembled all over, opened his eyes, the surroundings were pitch black, and there was nothing.
Moreover, it was very cold, very cold, and her body was shaking.
There was a sudden "click" sound of the door opening, and a faint light shone in from outside the door.
Two men came in with heavy footsteps.
Song Yi hugged herself subconsciously, her body trembling, not knowing how to face this kind of thing, so she simply closed her eyes tremblingly.
"This is what just came up from below, isn't it?" one of the men said.
"Yes, I just came here. Everything has just begun. I don't know how far her psychology can take it."
"Where are we now?"
"Now... it's time." The man smiled lewdly.
"It looks so small, it's uncomfortable. Are you on your period?" Another man asked.
"Where is it possible to be so young?"
"Tsk." The man seemed a little disgusted.
"You do it."
"I have to send it to the boss in a while."
Listening to their words, Song Yi felt desperate and helpless, and wanted to run, but she had no way to escape, and she didn't know which direction to run.
The footsteps approached her, and the big sinful hand pulled her collar.
"No, don't, don't..."
"Bang!" The door was suddenly kicked open.
The movement of the man's hand stopped.
Standing at the door was a thin young man, his face was obscured by the light behind him, but judging by his height, he should be about fifteen or sixteen years old.
"Who the hell is this?" the man asked.
The young man walked in, his eyes full of hostility, wild and crazy, his walking posture was very flirtatious and very individual.
The immature voice answered the man's words: "I'm your fucking father! Beast!"
The young boy's immature voice was full of anger.
Coming up, he gave the man a hard fist, with both sharp and ruthless energy, without restraining himself at all.
Boys of this age are arrogant, passionate and rebellious, and will not take anyone seriously.
He was really ruthless, and neither of these two could beat him.
Song Yi was pulled up by the boy, and he said, "I'll take you out."
At this moment, Song Yi welcomed hope and light in the endless dark world, and she was saved.
It is no longer a round of torture.
Follow the boy's footsteps, keep going, keep going.
"Bang!" Suddenly there was a gunshot, and the birds in the forest flew around.
The boy walking beside her fell down in an instant.
Blood scrambled out, Song Yi's eyes turned red instantly, and she cried loudly.
The boy tried his last bit of strength and pushed her hard: "Hide."
She took a few steps back and rolled down the hill
"Bang!" she heard, and another gunshot.
"no, do not want!"