Chapter 1240

The ancients said: those who know current affairs are heroes.

Although those who know current affairs are not necessarily heroes, they are always those who rarely suffer losses.

Fang Yuan has some regrets: Lou Xiang's IQ is so high that she doesn't know the current affairs. She has to ask for trouble. It seems that the cheap spirit in the bones of a beautiful woman can overcome all reason.

Fang Yuan has made her words very clear. She has almost used threats and inducements. She has to be cheap to challenge him. Then no matter how to clean her up, will Fang Yuan have any psychological burden.

After building Xiang was dragged to the ground by Fang Yuan, he instinctively wanted to open his mouth and scream.

Just as she opened her mouth, there was something in her mouth with a mellow smell of wine: that was the wine cup she had just drunk. It was suitable to fill one or two cups into her mouth.

She can't scream, she will struggle.

But her struggle in front of the square is the difference between the rabbit and the lion. One hand can hold her wrists, jump directly from the top of her head and break it on her back.

Fang Yuan's right foot stepped on her left thigh. When her right hand grabbed her wrist, her left hand was not idle. She lifted up her cheongsam and covered her head. She took off her two flesh colored silk stockings. Before she could react, she tied her "four hooves back" with tenacious silk stockings like a pig. Then she stretched out her foot and picked it under her left rib.

She knelt down on the sofa with her limbs tied back.

Lou Yuxiang couldn't spit out with a wine cup in his mouth. He couldn't see anything with a cheongsam on his head. His limbs were tied back -- he couldn't shout or earn. He could only feel that his personal clothes were roughly torn off by Fangyuan's actions.

Since Lou Xiang had made up her mind to play the game, she was naturally ready to be "ruined" by the man. However, the "spoil method" used by Fang Yuan made her quite dissatisfied.

She always thought that the most important prerequisite for the love between men and women was to pay attention to cooperation: including the struggle of being bullied by evil children, which was also a kind of cooperation and a very high level.

Ordinary women can't play.

But Fangyuan's current behavior has no intention of cooperation. She just manipulated her as a puppet, which greatly hurt her self-esteem and wanted to resist from the bottom of her heart.

But there is no chance: the more you struggle, the more the shredded meat at your wrists and ankles goes to the skin; She wanted to scream, yell, and yell out to Lin Lin and others outside to come for help -- who knows how that wine cup is so just that she can't breathe a little, so she can only use a nasal sound.

No matter how loud the nasal hum is, how can people outside hear it except to seduce men into being more savage?

Suddenly, Lou Xiang was afraid.

She was not afraid that Fang Yuan would kill her. She just had a hunch that the next taste might not be forgotten even in her dreams. Of course, it was not a good taste.

This clear premonition made Lou Yuxiang struggle even more in fear.

Suddenly, an ant climbed onto her leg.

Not an ant, but a row, just like those ants in the cartoon, lined up in a neat line and climbed up on the drum.

When they reached the knee bend, the ants got under her skin and swam into her limbs and bones along her blood vessels. Countless ants would rub her nerves with tentacles and other things every step.

Itch.

It's itching. It's not painful. It doesn't hurt at all. It's still an extremely comfortable itch.

For this itch, Lou Xiang tasted it when she was in love with her first three husbands, but it was a feeling that only when two people cooperated with each other to an extremely tacit understanding, and it would not come so soon.

She is clearly struggling, twisting her waist wildly and smashing her head on the sofa. She doesn't want to be ruined by men in such a humiliating way... How can this taste of extreme desire that she hasn't tasted for years appear?

More importantly, Lou Xiang can clearly feel that she has not been materially violated.

The vulgar point is that Fang Yuan didn't fill her depth with his strengths.

But what about the ants that can get under the skin?

Building Xiang struggled and hummed desperately, even if he opened his eyes to see what was going on and was ruined again!

Isn't that demanding?

Fangyuan won't give it to her.

He felt that the little woman who did not know how to advance and retreat had completely touched the red line in his heart. No wonder he tortured her to death with the "soul searching finger" in the combination of yin and Yang.

The combination of yin and Yang is a unique skill that countless esoteric predecessors have worked hard for thousands of years to increase the population on the plateau. It includes the unique skill of using only one finger to point from Yongquan acupoint to Baihui acupoint to let women taste what is "absolutely cool".

Everything, including feelings, is inseparable from the principle of "prosperity and decline".

Take laughter as an analogy: people like to laugh, because laughter represents a good mood.

However, when people don't want to laugh, they must laugh and keep laughing, so they can't be happy, but a kind of suffering: laughter and sadness (traditional Chinese medicine believes that anger hurts the liver, likes sadness, thinks about hurting the spleen, grieves the lung and fears hurting the kidney, and everything can't be too much.

Similarly, the Shuang that building Xiang feels now is also one of the most common feelings.

Everyone likes the feeling of being cool. Just like when building Xiang first felt that she had never been cool before, her whole body cells were still very happy. She looked forward to this feeling for a long time. She didn't even consider what evil ways Fangyuan used to send her to the clouds with white clouds.

She just wants to enjoy it.

Fangyuan satisfied her, and her fingers kept moving around her acupoints. Every time she went to each place, she would make a little effort and make more and more effort. The cool feeling that made the building feel like floating in the sky became stronger and stronger.

She couldn't reach the height of her mouth, but she couldn't turn her eyes. She couldn't turn her hands to the height of her head.

No matter how crazy the twisting action, it can't interfere with the devil behind her. Continue to increase her strength.

She can't scream wantonly or scratch her little nose, which can make a sound, but she has to follow the cool feeling that the whole person is about to explode, the rapid and forced circulating air flow, and only tears can flow freely without any obstruction.

When there seemed to be a car horn outside the window, the building fainted.

She fainted, but the devil still didn't let her go, so that she couldn't cry loudly in her coma, so she had to wake up passively and continue to suffer painful torture.

Lou Yuxiang thought of death. Even if she was stabbed by people, she felt 10000 times better than the current taste.

Fang Yuan won't kill her.

If he can use killing to solve her big and trouble, why should he use this evil way to deal with her?

Do you really think it's easy to do this? Don't you see the sweat falling down on his forehead?

On the one hand, he had to endure the powerful charm released by this woman.

We must bear it. If a substantive relationship really happens, Lou Yuxiang is the second Ye Mingmei, so he can't get rid of it, even more troublesome than ye Mingmei!

Fang Yuan just hopes that Lou Yuxiang can run away from him after tasting this unforgettable taste. Even if he sends someone to take a knife to try to kill him, it's much better than being entangled by her.

There is absolutely no free lunch in the world. Even three-year-old children know this truth.

If there are no benefits that can affect the Lou family in the whole Soviet Province, why should Lou Minggong support Lou Xiang to catch up with Fang Yuan?

Fang Yuan hates being seen as a fool.

He prefers to make fools of those who treat them as fools.

When the sweat flowing out of building Xiang no longer has the taste of wine and salt, Fangyuan finally stopped his action: if it continues, building Xiang will not die, but also have to become an idiot.

The devastation that lasted nearly an hour just now has squeezed the pain in the little woman's bones into sweat. If it continues, it will damage her nervous system and may become a fool.

Making a beautiful woman like Lou Yuxiang an idiot is more cruel than killing her with a knife. Of course, Fangyuan can't do such a thing.

He is a good man--

"Go back to the Soviet Union. That's the place for you."

This is what Fang Yuan said before he untied her, took out a wine glass from her mouth, covered her with a blanket and left.

As soon as Lou Xiang heard clearly, he immediately fainted.

When she woke up again, it was almost dusk, and the sunset outside was bright and charming.

When Fang Yuan left, he must have told Lin Lin not to come in and disturb the building's total rest.

Lin Lin, who cares about the general manager of the building, must have seen through the crack in the door -- according to Lin Lin's eyesight, it's not difficult to see what happened from the general manager's state and the chaotic appearance of the scene. At most, he doubts. Why didn't he hear anything?

Looking at the sunset outside the window, like the building Xiang curled up on the sofa like a Persian cat, I felt the lightness I had never had before, and more deeply realized the true meaning of living.

People, only after suffering the disaster of survival, will suddenly wake up to the current seemingly boring life, which is so happy.

Building Xiang is deeply touched at this time.

Fang Yuan's injury to her this time is more serious and deeper than the one that almost scared her to death in the south. As long as you think of that taste, you can't help shivering.

Fortunately, all this has passed. Let's think of it as a nightmare.

As for the square, as for the flowers bloom and fruit water, it's very important to go to hell. Aunt, I don't play anymore. I'll do whatever I like. What's my business when the building house is down!

When Lin Lin's footsteps came from outside the door again, Lou Xiang said, "wait for me to take a bath and go right away."

"Yes."

Lin Lin, who was waiting outside the door, gave a low promise and closed the empty door.

During the torture, Lou Yuxiang didn't have a chance to scream, so his voice was still as mellow and charming as wine, and Lin Lin couldn't help being lazy.

That feeling is very strange. I thought I would die before I fell asleep, but when I woke up, I felt that there was no discomfort except some fatigue and abnormal thirst.

An hour later, the stars and lights were shining alternately outside. Surrounded by Lin Lin and others, building Xiang slowly walked out of the nishang women's club.

The big boss of emperor group is here. The irresponsible Fangyuan can leave, but manager Chen doesn't dare.

"Manager Chen, you can rest assured that the business of the club will be better in a few days."

Building Xiang looked at the night scene outside, took a deep breath, turned around, smiled and said to manager Chen.

When manager Chen nodded carefully, a slim figure came out from the shadow of the southwest corner of the parking lot and looked into Lou Yuxiang's eyes with evil cold.