Apocalypse Cockroach

Chapter 81 81 You Come!!!

One minute... two minutes... less than three minutes.

Yuan Yi moved. The pair of hemispherical babies who were going to break their little vests slowly backwards. Yuan Yi stopped raising her head and pushing her chest. She went to the corner of the wall to pick up the hammer. She went back to Zhang Xiaoqiang and knelt on the ground. She buried her head on the ground to renew her obedience, indicating full respect for herself.

Yang Ke 'er, who leaped to try, was unhappy and thought he could take advantage of this opportunity to teach this bitch who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth, who knew it was an embroidered pillow and did not wait for her to do it. Okay, boring!

Susie stood with her head down and her body trembled slightly, "Why? Why, Yuan Yi, can that bitch stand up in front of him? Is that what it feels like to have power? ”

“Stand up!” Zhang Xiaoqiang said to Yuan, kneeling at his feet.

Yuan Yi obeyed and stood up. He lowered his head and returned the hammer to Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang took the hammer and looked down at Yuan Yi and said: “Raise your head, you don't have to kneel down in the future... you don't have to bow your head... it's just the same for me... from now on you will be a walking man again... not a walking dog on your back! ”

Yankee leaned over her face and pounded two small bags on her face, a pair that I was very unhappy with.

Susie still lowered her head, her body trembled more sharply. She pinched her hands and held her fist to death. Her fingers all began to turn blue: “Yuan Yi is a new person, am I still a dog? A whore who can fool anyone? With power, you can be human again? ”

When the iron door of the warehouse was opened, an unspeakable smell burst out, and now the smell of the corpse is so strong that it can bear it.

Upon entering the door, I saw a dry corpse lying on the ground with everything on his upper body and a fat pair of pants in his lower body, which was actually a triangle with a Japanese * portrait on it. Looks like this fellow is also a colorful man!

The warehouse is small, more than a dozen square feet, blocked on both sides by a row of cardboard boxes, full of empty, half-empty mineral water bottles, and red wine bottles and apples that are thrown away after a bite. Open a cardboard box with a neat code in it with a big head of red fuji, looks good to keep, nothing broken.

He walked two steps and saw the different packages of cardboard boxes open, looked at 24 bottles of mineral water, looked at the mineral water Zhang Xiaoqiang called Susi to tell him a few words. Susi turned around like leaving the door. Zhang Xiaoqiang also told Yang to start moving the apple outside. Yang Xiaoqiang was not happy with his face, but he picked up three pieces and went out.

“Come here!!! ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang said to Yuan, standing aside and waiting for orders.

Yuan Yi now looks very wretched, her body smells like shitty urine. There are dust stains all over her face, hands and little vest. She is like a beggar woman who picks up garbage. She recovers to her previous humility in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang. Only her deepest pupils flashed a bit of manic flame.

Yuan Yi did not speak, quietly walked to look at Zhang Xiaoqiang, did not speak, did not move, no previous numbness and despair in her eyes, looks a little deep, at least Zhang Xiaoqiang can not see what from her eyes?

“Take off your clothes!!!” Zhang Xiaoqiang spoke plainly. He just seemed to let Yuan Yi do a small thing, a small thing.

Yuan Yi heard her look tight, crushed her fist, took a deep breath, grabbed the corner of her vest and pulled it up, her vest left her body. Yuan Yi stood up and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang, seemingly waiting for his action.

“Continue!!!” Yuan Yi's upper body was completely exposed, but Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't let him take a closer look. He kept picking up the mineral water and unscrewing the lid and putting it back. All he had in his eyes was mineral water. He didn't seem interested in Yuan Yi standing aside.

Yuan Yi no longer hesitated this time. After three or two strokes, she took off the rest of her clothes. She didn't even have her underwear left. She stood proudly in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang. There was no shyness, but a little ridicule appeared in her eyes. She must be thinking about the crows of the world as black.

Zhang Xiaoqiang carefully measured Yuan Yi, and Yuan Yi didn't care about Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes. She just stood still and waited for Zhang Xiaoqiang to take further action. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Yuan Yi lifting her right hand to reach her.

Ice-cold mineral water poured down from the top of Yuan's head and flowed downward along his body, across the snowy, lush hemisphere, across her firm, thin belly, across her little garden, along her full ivory thighs to her calves, and up to her feet to the ground.

Cold and fresh water made Yuan Yi couldn't help beating a chill. She didn't dare to move. Zhang Xiaoqiang still poured the cold water over her head. She even thought she had turned into a toy again and was enjoyed by men.

“Not even in the shower? You want me to wash it for you?” Zhang Xiaoqiang's cold words interrupted Yuan Yi's wild thoughts. Yuan Yi woke up with his hands constantly rubbing and rubbing off the material he had previously stained.

A bottle of mineral water constantly poured over Yuan Yi's head and flowed along her body to the ground, washing away the dirty sewage on Yuan Yi's body and forming a large water depression on the ground. When Yang Kool came back, she stepped in the water depot, causing her serious dissatisfaction. She protested to Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored, and still picked up mineral water and poured it on Yuan Yi.

Yankee complained a few words of holding three apples out again, stepping heavily on the water basin, splashing the accumulated water around, seemingly trying to dissapoint her.

Susie came back, she waited with a brand new camouflage suit, silently watched Zhang Xiaoqiang Pang Yuan take a bath. She didn't speak but was sour in her heart. She was jealous of Yuan. She mourned herself and vowed once again that she would catch up with Yuan Yi and that she would also escape the fate of the female slave.

Twelve bottles of mineral water washed Yuan Yi clean. Zhang Xiaoqiang took Susi's clothes and threw them into Yuan Yi's hands to show her how to wear them.

Yuan Yi put his clothes back on, stood neatly in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, without dust stains, without the feeling of sticky wet smell in his lower body, the whole person relaxed a great deal.

She looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang without any resistance. She didn't want much. She didn't really care what Zhang Xiaoqiang thought of herself. She couldn't care less. Now she really doesn't care. She just wanted some respect. She and Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't want to rebel. Likewise, she just wanted to be treated like Yang Qiao. Although she knew she was not as good as Yang Qiao, she just wanted to retain some dignity, even if only a little bit, and she wanted to get a little.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang asked her to undress, she thought Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted her. She wanted her when it was most inconvenient for her. She felt that her position in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang had not changed. She was still a shameless bitch in Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes. Before, she bowed her head in support of Zhang Xiaoqiang, and she had no right to bargain with Zhang Xiaoqiang, so she gave in, she appeared to have succumbed, but she had no other thoughts in her heart.

I didn't know Zhang Xiaoqiang was not a beast, but let her take a bath, and let her change into clean clothes.

That's enough, she got what she wanted, Yuan Yi watched Zhang Xiaoqiang did not do the idiotic form, she kept everything in her heart silently, only lost before she knew it was precious. It's too rare to have a little self-esteem in the last life. She has been through all kinds of blows and tests over the past few days. Although her body is still tired, she feels a little relaxed in her heart, a kind of relaxation from deep in her soul. She now sees Zhang Xiaoqiang as her real man, a man worth following.