Chapter 2626

"Gong Heng, is that you?" She couldn't help shouting again, her breath trembled and her voice was hoarse. "What do you want? After all these years, why don't you let me go! Can you let me go? I've started again. I don't want to live the same life as before... "

Her voice fell down, faint, breathing with a bit of crying.

She felt like a powerless bug. No matter how she struggled, she couldn't escape the hands of these powerful men.

The other side finally had a move.

She clung to the wall and felt the other side's approach.

She was so frightened that her hair was blown up, and a cold thing was stuck on her warm skin at the corner of her eyes. Because of fear, she didn't realize that it was his finger until the other party took it back.

Cold, smooth fingerprints, no human temperature fingertips, wipe her eyes, quietly wipe away the tears on the edge of her eyes.

Tang Qing did not have any charming mood at all. After she noticed that the man was leaning over, all the reason in her mind was "bang!" When the other party took back her hand, she suddenly got up from the bed and ran under the bed.

She's going to run away -

she's full of these four words.

She can't be trapped in this place.

She will wait for Xiao Fengting to come back.

She can't let that fool can't find her when he comes back!

His fingers full of sticky cold sweat could hardly grasp the cold door handle. His head was full of fear, and his brain did not even respond. The man sitting on the edge of the bed had no movement at all. He had turned around, his legs folded gracefully, and he was still looking at Tang Qing, who was struggling like a trapped animal at the door The pet in the cage resisted uselessly until the poor pet found that there was no place to escape -

the door was locked, and there was no way to open the tight door by manpower.

Tang Qing's thin shoulders trembled. She put her forehead against the cold door, and her breath was almost broken.

How much like the month she was locked in the basement by Gong Heng, even her sight was deprived by him. The only time she could see the light was the moment when he arrived, so that she had a conditional launch on his arrival.

He represents light, warmth, and sound.

Even if she hated that man again, in that month, she could not help but rely on his appearance.

She slowly squatted down in the door, her face buried in her knees, exhausted breathing.

"Why do you do this to me?"

She asked him in despair.

"After all these years, Gong Heng, after all these years, when are you going to play..."

"It's not fun at all. I'm really tired of it. Let's end it, OK?"

The footstep sounds behind her, Tang Qing tightly hugs his legs, buries his face in the leg, resists to hear that person's voice.

The cold arm stretched out, easily picked her up from the ground, her angry struggle, was randomly suppressed by the man, the action pressed on the bed, and then, a slender male body on the pressure up. He was so cold that even his smell was cold. She smelled the faint smell of medicine and his own cold breath