Xia Yanxi looked at Qiao Yanli's narrow eyes filled with black storm. There was no fear or panic in her eyes. It seemed that he could give her a shot and she would be freed. Slowly closing her eyes, she said calmly, "Qiao Yanli, shoot if you feel like it. Don't just talk every time."
Qiao Yanli felt a sharp pain in his chest when he saw her fearless appearance. A sense of helpless frustration hit his limbs like a tide.
He hated her so much that at this time, he still couldn't be cruel to her.
Maybe she guessed his mentality and hurt him ruthlessly and cruelly again and again.
For Leng Yichen, she can really do anything, not even afraid of death—
She is so cruel, so cruel!
Qiao Yanli's tall body swayed. He wanted to pull the trigger several times, but he couldn't exert any strength in his hand.
Time seems to have stopped. Even the surrounding air seemed to have condensed into ice.
Xia Yanxi kept her eyes closed, waiting for death to come.
However, after waiting for a long time, no sound was heard. She slowly opened her eyelids and looked at the man who was staring at her coldly, as if he wanted to tear her apart, and her heart trembled violently.
His bloodshot eyes were full of hatred.
That look was like a sharp sword, piercing her heart.
"Xia Yanxi, wouldn't it be too easy for you to let you die like this? Since you have come to the door again..." He didn't finish what he said, and directly replaced the unfinished words with his hands. No pity at all.
They were still standing at the door. Staff members would pass by at any time. She frowned and kept resisting, "Qiao Yanli, don't do this. I would rather you kill me..."
No matter what she said, he was like a wild beast that had lost his mind, tearing her clothes violently with his big palms. He was so strong that his clothes were torn open and the pink BRA underneath was exposed. She was so frightened that her pupils constricted.
"Xia Yanxi, instead of letting you die, why don't you suffer this kind of torture that is worse than death? Are you starting to be afraid now? Why didn't you listen when I told you to get away?" His eyes were filled with bloodthirsty coldness. mango.
Xia Yanxi's strength was no match for him. She was pressed into the door frame by him, and his big hands moved up and down roughly. Just when his hand was about to reach into her pants, her broken voice came over, "Qiao Yanli, If you want to torture me, you have to wait until I am clean before torturing me. After the abortion, I am still not clean, do you really want to continue?"
When he heard the word miscarriage, Qiao Yanli's face turned gloomy and cold.
Although he wanted to humiliate and torture her, his remaining sanity brought him back to reality.
Pushing her away forcefully, he turned around and strode into the opposite room.
Xia Yanxi tightened her torn clothes, and the tears swirling in her eyes fell one by one.
From the moment she hurt him, there was no future for the two of them. This was also the last time she appeared in front of him.
After sniffing, she wiped the tears from her face, picked up the key card, and walked in with trembling legs.
As soon as she closed the door, the door to the room opposite opened again.
Qiao Yanli stood at the door, looking at the closed door opposite, his eyes dark and astringent.
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