Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Someone's guarding the bar!

Seasonal Warm wants a gas rush out, just thinking about it--

As soon as her figure appeared, even if she ran faster, the moment the person in front of the door spotted her, she went straight to the left and right, pressed her, covered her mouth while she was trying to call for help, and dragged her straight back!

Seasonal warmth couldn't be fought, and the man in the blink of an eye had been taken back to the basement and thrown to the ground!

The pain around her and half the resentment in her heart now, all the struggle just momentarily became futile, she raised her eyes sharply, saw the previous bar boss with a scar on his face here, he grabbed her hair.

Seasonal warmth held on, no painful breath, but her body had to lean half because her hair had been pulled up. The bar boss dragged her so ugly, he threw her hard into bed.

“You're the first woman who can get out of the basement.” The bar boss glanced at her cold and ordered the man behind her: “Watch her! Don't let her run away until the buyer has finished drinking! Run again, you won't live! ”

After that, the door was locked again, and someone had come to guard it. Seasonal warmth stared at the door and his hands grabbed the thin duvet under his body.

She's not tied up anymore, but she can't get out of the room.

Not long after, the so-called buyer, a fat, oily, middle-aged man in his forties, walked in with glasses, saw the warmth of the season and immediately hung a dirty - trivial smile, approaching her step by step.

Seasonal warmth shocked, while the guard now in front of the door walked away, saw the middle-aged man was drunk again, grabbed the lamp on the bedside table and smashed it towards him.

“You have a good temper!” The middle-aged man said he suddenly took off his clothes and revealed his fat upper body.

Seasonal warmth looked disgusting and leaned against the wall, but only felt familiar with the scene.

In her last life, in that barren mountain village, she was sold to the home of a father and son who had stripped naked and brought her closer to the corner.

Even after she escaped, she ran away, and her self-inflicted blood stains prevented them from approaching her and touching her, but those terrible memories circled in her head.

Without wanting to be affected by the fears of the previous life, she tried to calm herself down, but was still irritated by the flesh of white flowers in front of her stomach. Just as she suddenly leaned against the wall and vomited, the middle-aged glasses man suddenly rushed over with his upper body naked. He grabbed her hair and pulled her closer to him. As soon as she applied the whole body to his flesh of white flowers, she was all sweaty.

“Let go of me! ”

“Little bitch. Son, I heard you were trying to escape? I spent over $2 million on you sleeping for a few nights. How dare you? Believe it or not, I'm gonna kill you right now.” The other side ignored the warmth of the season and suddenly threw her back into bed.

He threw too hard, Seasonal Warm was thrown against the wall in the innermost position, his head hit hard on the wall, dizziness suddenly, dark in front of her eyes, lifted her hand on her forehead, then lowered her hand, a bloodstain in her palm.

The wall was a decorative wall made of all kinds of small pebbles, and it wasn't even flat, and this time she hit it, it wasn't light.

Looking at the blood in his palm, the season warmed his eyes for a while, barely sticking it against the wall and seeing him pounce towards himself.

She suddenly jumped in her heart, but just wanted to move, she was dizzy and unable to move. She could barely open her body slightly, but it didn't work.

“Don't touch me! Get out--”

Seasonal warming now had no strength to struggle, even sitting still hard, the air suddenly heard a motion of clothes being pulled apart, she shouted and resisted, but only felt the bed sinking for a while, the middle-aged man with his fat, oily flesh pressed against her.

The middle-aged man saw the blood coming from her head while she couldn't get away, the blood and her white skin system all stimulated his valley desire and senses, and he pushed her to the bed madly, pressed her hard, and lowered his head to chew her neck white-white. Man's skin.

Seasonal warmth just felt a chill around her, her heart shrunk, and she screamed, "Don't...”

Her clothes were torn apart by half, the button in front of her jumped like a bean, and the collar was suddenly huge. Even though there was a close-fitting suspender shirt inside, she still felt cold on her upper body. Both her hands were tied to his sides. She tried to curl up her body and wanted to kick him with her feet. Her lips had been bitten dead by herself, her lips had been bitten purple and she was shaking violently.

The scene of the previous life when the two fathers were pushed down on the bed overlapped with the scene in front of them. Seasonal warmth wanted to calm down, want to protect itself, but still couldn't stand such a double stimulus. The whole person almost collapsed and screamed.

“Bitch. Son, you're strong!” The middle-aged man died pressing her, bowing his head to tear the clothes inside of her.

Seasonal warmth suddenly turned his head and grabbed his ear so hard that it almost bit off his ear.

“Ahhh!" He shoved her in pain, raising his hand to her face was a hard slap.

Seasonal warmth was beaten to half her face, so painful that she lost consciousness, the dizziness in her brain was worse, he dragged her hair up, looked at the blood on her forehead and corner of her mouth, put down his hand over her ear, and then slapped her on the same face again.

Seeing her half face swollen, he just had to ravage it. Tortured her face, struggled before she had the strength to grab the side quilt and stuck it in her mouth before she bit him again.

Seasonal warmth breathed heavily, looking at the disgusting face in front of him and the flesh of the white flowers, suddenly it was again dry.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a police car near the bar, and Seasonal Warm thought he was hallucinating, his weak body was crushed on the bed by a middle-aged man with glasses, he pulled her hair on one side and her jeans on the other, because her pants were a little tight, he scolded and pulled them with his hands.

Seasonal Warm wanted to get up and push him away, but he really couldn't do it at all.

Just moments after the zipper was finally pulled open, a middle-aged man with glasses lit up in front of him and yelled at her again, a stinking bitch. Son, pull her pants off hard.

Suddenly, the closed basement door heard a loud bang and was kicked open...

The gaze was blurred, and the season warmth didn't even have the strength to turn around and look, only the light in the corner of the eye seemed to see the deep face of Ink.

The man is as clear as the sea, with his tight eyebrows, and his warm, everlasting black eyes in front of her!