"Trust me." He whispered in her ear, "You will like it."
Seeing the white liquid disappearing into his body, Wu Bing's eyes widened in confusion, and big tears fell down one by one.
"Don't cry!" Chu Wenbo spoke in a low voice, reaching out to lift her chin to face him, her tearful eyes staring at him intently.
Chu Wenbo felt his heart palpitate. He couldn't help lowering his head and licking the tears off her face, and comforted her softly: "Don't worry, they will take good care of you. Don't cry, you will be very comfortable."
"I..." His whitened lips trembled and he made a weak sound. Wu Bingxuan shook his head violently, and his tears shed crystal light in the air.
She doesn't want to.
She doesn't want it!
"Believe me, what they brought you will never be worse than that man!" Speaking of the man who had taken possession of her, Chu Wenbo frowned, and his sharp eyes flashed with an intimidating cold light.
Feeling sorry for her when she refused, Chu Wenbo stood up and looked at the six men beside him, and said indifferently: "Why are you standing there blankly? Are you stupid?"
After looking at each other, six men came to her side one after another, squatted down, and lifted up her top.
"Don't..." His slender hands grabbed Chu Wenbo's trouser legs, and Wu Bingxuan begged tremblingly again, "Please, don't. I beg you... don't do this..."
Looking at her condescendingly, Chu Wenbo snorted coldly, raised his leg to break free of her little hand, and was about to walk away.
Wu Bingxuan once again reached out and grabbed his trousers, crying and shaking his head, "No..."
Frowning his eyebrows slightly, Chu Wenbo glared at her almost angrily, then glanced fiercely at the six men standing motionless on the side, snorted coldly, broke away from her little hand again, and walked away.
The six men trembled, and they all squatted down to complete the task assigned to them by their master.
"No!" Wu Bingxuan screamed, "Get out! Get out, get out! I don't need you, I don't need you!"
"tear."
Accompanied by the sound of clothes being torn, thick palms moved over her body, and the disgusting touch dared to make her vomit.
"Go away! Don't touch me." She struggled with all her strength, but what she got was almost cruel tearing sounds.
Pushing away the big palm on her chest, Wu Bingxuan tried to pull up her clothes in a panic, holding her blouse tightly with her slender arms. Now she could no longer cry and beg.
Looking at Wu Bingxuan who was resisting in front of him, Huo Ying silently closed his eyes and let his heart go, refusing to hear the miserable screams.
"No!! I beg you, don't do this to me!!" Wu Bingxuan cried weakly as she looked at the palms moving on her thighs. At this moment, she was almost desperate.
Please, anyone can save her.
Mingyou...
The white figure flashed in my mind, and sad tears slipped from the corners of my eyes.
Save me...Mingyou...
The thick big palm grabbed her small hand that was tightly guarding her chest and pulled it away forcefully. A black head buried its head in her chest and bit it wantonly.
"Get out!" The slender little hand slapped his face hard, and the dark eyes flashed with cold murderous intent, "If you dare to touch me, I will definitely kill you."
The ghastly voice didn't have the slightest hint of popularity, but only a cold murderous intent like a blade.
The man on the chest was slightly startled, then angrily pressed her hand to the side of her head, "I'll do it first."