Quick Transmigration Second Female Lead is also Black on the Inside

Chapter 145: The policewoman's sick younger brother (2)

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Obviously, Xie Jue still took care of her older sister.

Xia Qiu struggled for her wrist, but the thick tendon rope was tightened even more. If she wanted to use brute force to break it, it would not be impossible for her, but the current situation of the original owner is really too bad! I don't know how long I haven't eaten, and I don't have any strength in my body!

Faint footsteps sounded from overhead, and soon the iron door in the corner was pushed open, someone walked down the stairs, pressed the switch, and the small basement was brightened up.

The person who came was Xie Jue.

The cool short hair reflected that pretty and well-behaved face. The nineteen-year-old Xie Jue was about 1.78 meters tall. He walked slowly in front of Xia Qiu, and then stopped.

"Sister! I'm here to see you again!" His hand was a little cold, and he gently caressed Xia Qiu's face. Looking at Xia Qiu, Xie Jue looked obsessed and persistent.

Xia Qiu looked at him, smiled palely, and said suddenly.

"Xiao Jue, I'm hungry!"

This was the first time Xia Yifei took the initiative to talk to her!

Xie Jue's hand rested on Xia Qiu's face, his eyes welled up, and the other hand gently but firmly pinched Xia Qiu's chin, lifting her face.

Reflecting the bright light, his eyes were stimulated, Xia Qiu closed his eyes with trembling eyelashes, and all the expressions on his pale face were exposed in front of Xie Jue.

From the looks of her, there was nothing wrong with her!

Only then did he let go, and Xie Jue rubbed Xia Qiu's chin affectionately, smiling slightly, like a big boy who has received an award, his face shining brightly.

"As long as my sister likes it, even if I want to eat dragon meat, Xiaojue will get it for my sister! As long as my sister doesn't betray Xiaojue..."

The tone of the last sentence was a little cold, but Xie Jue's smile quickly covered everything up. He turned and left the basement in a hurry, forgetting to close the heavy iron door.

The wind of freedom swept in from outside the iron gate, and the longing for freedom in the body made people want to break free from the rope and iron ball, and take the opportunity to leave this ghostly place to embrace the sunshine.

However, Xia Qiu held back.

Xia Qiu would not act rashly when he was not sure whether this was Xie Jue's temptation or whether he could escape.

Xie Jue didn't come back quickly, it took about four or five minutes.

He calculated very accurately, based on Xia Yifei's current physical condition, this time is probably just enough time for her to break free from the shackles of one wrist.

But unexpectedly, when he gave her a chance, Xia Yifei didn't struggle, resist or run away

"Did my sister give up? She's turned out to be good." Xie Jue smiled softly, holding a bowl of porridge, scooped it up with a spoon, and blew it on Xia Qiu's lips.

The fragrant and soft rice porridge was mixed with egg yolk and slid down the esophagus. Xia Qiu's whole hungry body was clamoring for satisfaction.

Seeing her satisfied expression, Xie Jue's smile suddenly darkened, and his little finger touched Xia Qiu's cheek, scooped up another tablespoon, blew it cool and sent it away.

But when Xia Qiu swallowed the rice porridge, the bowl of white porridge suddenly fell from his hands.

Holding Xia Qiu's chin with one hand, Xie Jue exerted a little force, while the other hand wrapped around her waist, her slender figure perfectly fit his body.

The domineering and lingering kiss landed on Xia Qiu's lips, with a wave of madness, Xie Jue directly pushed Xia Qiu's jaw open with his tongue, and then his flexible tongue drove straight in, directly entangled Xia Qiu's soft mouth.

He is like a slow but cruel intruder, awakening Xia Qiu's senses little by little, but subtly does not touch the key point, the trembling electric current runs through her limbs over and over again, making Xia Qiu's weak body Trembling slightly, but always feeling lost...

Xie Jue lingered on Xia Qiu's tongue as if enjoying a delicacy, and clicked his tongue between his lips and teeth. The sound in the basement kept echoing, lingering in Xia Qiu's ears, and Xia Qiu couldn't help feeling hot on his face.