novelcrest Chapter 387 The Road to Survival
Chapter 387 The Road to Survival
Chapter 387 The Road to Survival
"After he left me, I fell in love with photography." A pale hand rested on Jiao Tailang's shoulder, the woman's voice was still charming, but the slightly drunkenness disappeared, replaced by a burst of cold feeling.
"They are all collections I have collected. Each of them has promised me that they will be good to me forever." The woman's fingertips wandered on the neck of the banana wolf, "In order not to let them break their promises, I had to take them away." Stay here forever, with me."
What scares Banana Wolf even more than these words is the woman's current actions.
Just now he helped the woman to lie down on the bed, but now, the woman's body didn't move, but she stretched out her hand directly.
Her arms must be at least 3 meters long.
In order not to irritate himself, Jiao Tailang withstood the pressure and did not dare to look back.
But in the next second, Weng Qing's voice came to her ears, and her careless breath stimulated Jiao Tailang's earlobe.
But the current Jiao Tailang really doesn't have any other thoughts at all, he just stood there blankly, behaving very well.
"His name is Wang Yuxue, and he is a university teacher." Weng Qing pointed to a man in a photo, wearing a suit and leather shoes, and wearing a pair of rimless glasses.
"He is also a tenant of this building, and he lives next door to me. He looks very upright, doesn't he?"
Staring closely at the photo, Weng Qing bit her finger and smiled foolishly, "But he has already married, his wife is away with two children alone, and he has to support his parents, but what about him? The reason for making up lessons is to take the girls home, and then take the opportunity to attack them."
"Later, he found me again." Weng Qing smiled contentedly, looking at the picture, as if recalling something, "His eyes are beautiful, in order to prevent him from seducing other women, I left his eyes."
Banana Wolf couldn't help shivering.
"And him." Weng Qing looked away, and looked at a photo under the wall clock. This photo is in a prominent position and seems to have a special meaning.
It was a big boy who looked very sunny, wearing a jersey and shorts, and his figure looked very strong.
"His name is Yan Ruyu, and he is a student of the Institute of Physical Education." Weng Qing's voice was like a knife, dismantling the man in the photo bit by bit, and telling Jiao Tailang.
"It looks very honest and honest, right?" Weng Qing breathed out, his eyes turned cold instantly, "But he is an out-and-out scum, he lives upstairs from me, and you can hear him beating his daughter for a long time. The voice of my friend, his girlfriend came to harass me after she got pregnant."
"So I also kept him." Weng Qing leaned close to Jiao Tailang's ear and said softly, "He boasted that he was strong in that aspect, so I stayed, but it turned out that he was not telling the truth." Weng Qing With fingers on his lips, he smiled happily.
Weng Qing was barefoot, standing on tiptoe, introducing the men in these photos to Jiao Tailang one by one, and the dirty stories behind them.
She acted very happy, like a child introducing a favorite toy to a new friend.
At last it was him.
There was a blank photo frame hanging in the corner. After Weng Qing took it off, she held the photo frame to her heart. Obviously, this photo frame was reserved for Jiao Tailang.
"You are also a person who is used to coaxing women with sweet words, right?" She squinted her red eyes, stared at Jiao Tailang and said, "I like you very much, so I will leave your tongue and let you tell me love words. "
The bedroom door was closed tightly, and the banana was too wolfish and lifeless.
Even if the bedroom door could be opened, it would be useless. The two docile big golden retrievers were standing by the door at this moment, their teeth bared and their eyes bloodshot.
Standing on tiptoe, Weng Qing lay on Jiao Tailang's back, put both hands on the latter's shoulders, and gradually touched his face with cold fingers.
Clinging to him, feeling the beating heart in Jiao Tailang's chest, Weng Qing's pale cheeks showed a hint of rosiness and desire.
She raised the corners of her mouth, scarlet lips, soft body, a touch of morbid beauty permeated her body without any violation.
The sharp nails wandered over the man's Adam's apple in front of her, and soon, this would become a collection she was satisfied with.
But just before the nails were about to cut his throat, Weng Qing stopped.
The man in front of him didn't cry bitterly like other men who came here, or swore that he would be good to her forever, but in the end, he just wanted to survive.
The man in front of her was unusually calm, and even his breathing was different from the beginning, as if he was a different person.
Through the reflection of the glass photo frame, she saw that the man's eyes were looking at the photos hanging on the wall. He seemed to have forgotten that he was going to die here soon.
Like those, hung on the wall, forever, as part of her collection.
"Sister." Jiao Tailang said suddenly: "Have you really loved or hated them? Or did you just regard them as a substitute for that person?"
Jiao Tailang didn't look back, he just stood there, he knew what happened to Weng Qing, "While punishing these people, what you actually want is to let them atone for the person in your heart."
Before the words fell, the murderous intent around him became intense instantly, and the only night light was also crumbling like a candle in the wind.
A few extremely shallow and thin bloodstains tore open his skin.
A few drops of bright red blood slid down the cheeks, dyeing plum blossoms on the snow-white skirt.
The man was unmoved.
"Shut up." Grasping the shoulder of Jiao Tailang, the sharp nails had already pierced the flesh, Weng Qing bit his lip, his voice was low, "You are the same as him! You are all the same as him! Men like you should be damned! "
"But that man is even more damned, isn't he?" Jiao Tailang interrupted Weng Qing, and said righteously: "He delayed you, sister, and hurt that gentle, kind, lovely, innocent, beautiful, generous, and understanding sister! Sister's life!"
"I won't let him go." Jiao Tailang gritted his teeth, countless anger shot out from his originally gentle eyes.
Weng Qing's blood-red eyes trembled, the man who turned his back to her seemed to be a different person, his young and delicate face was full of determination, his heart beat like a drum, and his hatred for the person who hurt her was even more It can almost condense into substance.
But. It is obvious that I am the one who wants to kill him.
why?
why would he
The hand on the man's shoulder was suddenly wrapped in a burst of warmth. Jiao Tailang grabbed her hand and turned around slowly. Weng Qing subconsciously wanted to withdraw it, but he held it even tighter.
In the dark environment, she saw tears in Jiao Tailang's eyes, "Sister, stop torturing yourself." Jiao Tailang's lips were trembling, "I know that the person who hurt you hasn't received what he deserves. punishment."
"Let's find him together, risk our lives, and I will let him atone for what he did, and atone for my sister!"
Hey, eat first
(End of this chapter)