In a luxurious hotel, a fat man was smoking. He had a pair of golden eyes of Amali, and he closed his eyes to enjoy the tenderness just now.
He was not wearing any clothes, just using a bath towel to cover his vital parts.
This is a post-event cigarette. The smoke is sparse and drifts away. The smoke rings that appear from time to time add a different kind of fun to this boring process.
Wow…
In the bathroom, Wang Qian was rinsing her body. She saw herself in the mirror, her figure was still so proud.
With her firm and full breasts, slender waist, and long legs, every inch of her curves are perfect.
But she hated herself so much, and the large handprints on her waist were proof of her recent indulgence.
The dirt on the body can be washed away with clean water, but what about the dirt on the heart
Her nails dug into her shoulders, and tears fell down. When did her innocent self turn into such a dirty woman, for money, for power, and for status.
The tears fell and merged with the warm water from the shower head, as if the tears had never appeared.
She felt that she was already filthy. In comparison, Yang Lihua was so clean, flawless and desirable...
She can abandon everything for him, and he can ignore worldly objections for her. What a pure two people, what a pure love...
"Xiaoqian, please come out soon. How about we have a duet?" The man's obscene voice came through the thin glass and entered her mind. She hated it extremely. She hated nothing more than this. Man, but myself...
She hated every inch of her skin, every drop of blood...
Wow…
She turned on the faucet and came out slowly wearing a bathrobe. She tried her best to gather the bathrobe around her chest, as if to protect the little pure land left in her heart...
Wang Qian felt that she suddenly remembered what her counselor sister told her when she graduated: "No matter how dirty the society is, you must always maintain a piece of pure land in your heart. This piece of pure land cannot be set foot on by anyone, including those who are intimate." Neither can anyone else, this is a woman’s last bit of restraint... "
Does she still have a pure land now
she does not know.
She climbed onto the bed and curled up in the arms of this disgusting man. Her skillful movements would make others feel distressed if they saw her.
"This month's performance bonus is doubled for you... I know there are a lot of rumors in the company recently, so don't pay attention." The fat man said. He is Mr. Lu and the vice president of his company.
Now Wang Qian has moved out of the old house in the old street and lived in a luxurious apartment decorated for him by Mr. Lu. It is said that this apartment used to have a female owner who later broke up with Mr. Lu and was Sweep out the door.
The reason is very ironic. She has Mr. Lu's child, but she refuses to abort the child. She also wants to seek a higher position and replace Mr. Lu's first wife.
This woman has fallen into the trap. When a woman climbs up in the workplace, once she falls into the trap, she is like a hunter trapped in a swamp. The only thing that greets her is the giant mouth of a crocodile.
"I know, thank you, Mr. Lu." Wang Qian said.
"I've already contacted the hospital for your family, so you don't have to worry." Mr. Lu's greedy eyes moved over Wang Qian's young body. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Wang Qian's collar, trying to pull her up. , came back to heaven for the second time, but Wang Qian bit her lip. She grabbed her clothes and refused to let go.
"This is not the first time, can't you let go?" Anger appeared on Mr. Lu's face, but the anger quickly turned into excitement, "The more you act like this, the more I like it... Hehehehe... "
"I...I'll do it myself." Wang Qian endured the discomfort in her heart and said slowly.
When Wang Qian lay down, she looked at the ceiling and listened to the ticking sound of the alarm clock on the bedside table.
The sound of swaying wood kept coming, as if time would slow down especially every time it reached this time, and seconds would feel like years...
If Li Yuguo were here, he would probably immediately notice that Wang Qian's body is filled with black energy, which has reached an indescribable level, because the whole room is filled with black energy.
At this moment, a strange voice appeared in her ears: "Do you want to continue to suffer this kind of pain? Do you want to continue to enjoy this kind of torture?"
A shadow appeared on the ceiling, and Wang Qian saw a handsome but strange man. Her expression was dull, as if she were dead.
"Accept my gift and transform into a demon..." The man flicked his fingers, but at this time Wang Qian's eyes turned blood-red.
Suddenly, Wang Qian's fingers grabbed Mr. Lu's throat. Mr. Lu's eyes widened. He looked at Wang Qian.
His voice suddenly stopped and he couldn't breathe. Wang Qian stretched her body and pressed Mr. Lu directly on the bed. She strangled his throat with both hands, like a vise holding a wire!
Deng Deng Deng...
Mr. Lu started kicking, struggling, and begging for mercy, but Wang Qian became stronger and stronger: "Fuck the future!"
Wang Qian's nails suddenly extended and pierced under Mr. Lu's skin. Visible to the naked eye, several ridges appeared on Mr. Lu's neck, like bumps on the skin with urticaria, or like in a movie. , the way the Gu worms are walking along the lower reaches of the cortex.
His eyes rolled white, his tongue stretched out, foaming at the mouth, and his heartbeat stopped...
Looking at the fresh corpse in front of her, Wang Qian covered her forehead and laughed.
In the middle of the night, the laughter is piercing, like a magic sound...
"Haha, hahaha... Wuwuwuhahaha..."
…
On the other side, Li Huguo was wiping a batch of porcelain that had just been delivered. He wiped it carefully.
Li Xiaoman was floating in the air, and there was a lit incense on the ground. The smoke from this incense made Li Xiaoman greedily absorb it: "It's an open weapon again, something for dead people... This kind of thing seems to have happened recently." More and more.”
"Eat your food." Li Huguo said.
Incense smoke is food for ghosts, so in many places, people always light incense in front of graves.
Li Xiaoman let out a sigh, and the incense burned out immediately. She said, "Let's have another one!"
"This is the third one. You have such a good appetite!"