Chen Zhilin drove off the highway, followed the national highway for a while, and then boarded a winding winding highway.
Lin Xiaoming was a little dizzy, "Where are we?"
"The suburbs of Chacheng!" Chen Zhilin responded and stopped talking.
The winding highway here must be fully focused on driving, otherwise you may be able to climb down the ravine with people and cars at any time.
Ruan Jiao was determined to give up. While the two of them were talking, she went to pull the door on her side of the car, obviously wanting to jump off the car and run away again.
But as soon as the car door opened, Lin Xiaoming pulled her body back.
With a little force, Ruan Jiao fell on Lin Xiaoming!
If it were Chen Zhilin, Lin Xiaoming might have directly pressed her on her body, but if Ruan Jiao was replaced, he would have pushed her away with disdain!
Although Master Lin likes to deceive the sun, not all the suns can deceive the sun.
Some suns, even if they come to the door, he doesn't want them.
He is not Awuda, he can't eat anything.
However, Ruan Jiao still didn't give up. After being pushed away, she wanted to jump out of the car and run away again.
Lin Xiaoming could only hold her back again, but he didn't take the opportunity to take action.
Beating a woman is never his hobby or habit!
Since that's the case, why do he often knock Chen Zhilin on the head?
First, Chen Zhilin is not a woman with no power to support her. Her martial arts skills are even higher than him.
Second, he knocked Chen Zhilin on the head, never really exerted force, and he took it lightly, and it was more of a flirting smell.
Chen Zhilin saw the two of them tangled and tearing each other in the rear mirror in the seat, especially Ruan Jiao seemed to deliberately rub her body against Lin Xiaoming. Somehow, her heart fire suddenly rose.
But she didn't have an attack, but she just drove the car quickly with a gloomy expression.
After a while of rapid progress, the BMW car finally stopped in front of the courtyard of a villa in the Mid-mountain.
Needless to ask, this should be Chen Zhilin's den...one of the property, Miss Chen Er is a very rich person!
Chen Zhilin pressed the car window, hooked her head and scanned it towards a camera that looked very ordinary on the side of the door, and the electric iron gate slowly opened.
Is this automatic face recognition sensing?
Rich people really use high-tech!
The BMW drove straight into the yard that was more spacious than two basketball courts.
As soon as the car stopped, Chen Zhilin got out of the car, then opened the door of the rear row, grabbed Ruan Jiao's hair, who was still entangled with Lin Xiaoming, and pulled her out of the car, and then dragged her out of the car.
He brought it into the house like a dog.
Ruan Jiao struggled desperately, but it was useless and could not get rid of Chen Zhilin.
After dragging the person into the hall, Chen Zhilin threw her to the ground, then suddenly turned around, squatted down in front of Lin Xiaoming, and reached out to untie his belt.
Such a sudden action scared Lin Xiaoming.
What are you doing?
Want to eat gum?
Then you can't be here, let alone in front of others!
But the next second, he realized that he was thinking too much. After Chen Zhilin unbuttoned his belt, she did not continue to unbutton his pants. Instead, she directly pulled away his belt, turned around and whipped Ruan Jiao in a scattered manner.
Lin Xiaoming was covered in dark lines. If you want to suck her, you can't find anything else. You have to pull my belt?
The pants were a little loose, and the belt was pulled away and had to be carried in hand, otherwise it would fall down, so his appearance was a bit funny at this time.
However, Ruan Jiao was obviously much worse than him. It was not funny, but embarrassing. She was sobbed that she rolled all over the ground, screaming endlessly, as if a chicken was thrown on the ground with her throat cut.
Lin Xiaoming couldn't stand it, so he quickly set off a hand to hold Chen Zhilin's wrist, "What are you doing?"
"Let go!" Chen Zhilin shouted in a deep voice: "This kind of bastard is hard or soft. If you are soft to her, she would think you can't do it!"
What kind of tiger and wolf word are you?
Lin Xiaoming was sweating so much that he lowered his eyes and saw that Ruan Jiao's ankles were red and swollen with Jiu Poison powder.
"Chen Zhilin, don't have to be so violent. She will not be able to wait for an hour or two at most, and she will not tell herself!"
"I can't wait that long!"
Chen Zhilin hated this woman who made her poisoned, wanted her to call her mother, and tied her up in the net with Awuda, causing her to abuse her, causing her to have scars on her legs!
She couldn't swallow her anger without having to fight against blood!
If a woman has fire, she must let her vent, otherwise it may cause endocrine disorders... at least it will also cause acne!
Seeing the rage in her eyes, Lin Xiaoming finally sighed and let go of her hand, "Then... try to be as gentle as possible, don't break her!"
This is like adding fuel to the fire!
Chen Zhilin thought Lin Xiaoming was a slut, and she was moved by a woman. She originally just held the belt and beat Ruan Jiao. Now she turned around and held the tail end and directly beat him with her head.
Lin Xiaoming didn't know what she was thinking, and he must have felt wronged. He just didn't want to take too much effort to treat Ruan Jiao again.
The power of the belt head is much more fierce and cruel!
Within a few strokes, Ruan Jiao was thrusted all over her body with purple scars, and some places even had skin and flesh!
Lin Xiaoming couldn't help but couldn't wait to see it, so he could only walk towards the kitchen with his pants in both hands.
I was having a lot of trouble this day, and I didn’t even have to eat lunch and dinner. Now I’m so hungry that I’m going to get cramps!
There was no food in the refrigerator and no cabinets. After searching up and down, he found that the entire kitchen was cleaner than his pocket.
For a moment, he felt that this luxurious villa had no stuttering.
After finding a bottle of pure water to pour it in, he walked out of the kitchen after barely slutching his stomach.
Chen Zhilin had already stopped at this time and stood by without expression on her face.
Ruan Jiao was still lying on the ground, still wailing endlessly, screaming even worse than before, while covering her feet.
Lin Xiaoming asked Chen Zhilin in confusion, "Did you suck her feet?"
Chen Zhilin shook her head, "No!"
Lin Xiaoming asked again, "Then she is..."
Chen Zhilin snorted disdainfully, "Pretend!"
"My feet, my feet!" Ruan Jiao covered her feet, rolling on the ground while screaming, "It hurts so much, so painful!"
Her face was pale, her facial features were tight and wrinkled, and her painful expression was better than Chen Zhilin who was chanted!
Cold sweat, tears, and snot flowed together, making her face messy and her body was already wet. I don’t know if it was sweat or incontinence, but I looked so embarrassed that I couldn’t be even more embarrassed!
The terrible appearance is obviously not something you can pretend to be.
Lin Xiaoming knew that this was the severe burning pain of the Nine Poison Powder. This symptom is by no means tolerated by ordinary people, because it is equivalent to being directly roasted on the fire.
Chen Zhilin originally thought this woman was very hateful, but seeing her in such a miserable state, she couldn't help but remember when she was chanted!
For a moment, she felt sad when the rabbit died and the fox died.
Why do women make things difficult for women? If you don’t mess with me, how could I treat you like this?
While Ruan Jiao rolled in pain, she saw Lin Xiaoming appearing in the hall. When she remembered what he said before, she could not bear it anymore.
She quickly crawled over, knelt in front of Lin Xiaoming, begging with tears and snot, "I can't stand it anymore, my legs seem to be burned by fire. Please, save me, save me
!”
Lin Xiaoming sighed, "I have told you a long time ago that this kind of burning pain is not something that ordinary people can tolerate. And after enduring this wave of pain, your legs will be ruined, why bother!"
Ruan Jiao's face turned paler when she heard it, and she responded hurriedly: "I know I was wrong. Please save me! It hurts so much, it hurts!"
Lin Xiaoming is not a stern person, and he is even soft-hearted many times, but now he has to pretend to be indifferent, so he no longer speaks, just looking at him with an expressionless face.
Ruan Jiao finally couldn't bear it anymore, "I said, I said, I will say everything I know. As long as you save me."
Lin Xiaoming still didn't say anything, just stared at her.
"I promise, no, I swear!" Ruan Jiao hurriedly raised her hand, "You cure my legs and I will tell you everything!"
Lin Xiaoming still didn't say anything, but finally took off his bag that he had always kept, took out a small red flat box from it and threw it in front of her.
Panacea!?
Seeing the words on the box, not only Ruan Jiao was stunned, but Chen Zhilin, who was standing beside her, was also a little unresponsive.