Chapter 832： Was forced on again

A pair of scissors struck Zhou Meige's face, and Zhou Meige immediately wailed like a pig.

Ling Mengxi pulled the tablecloth aside and stuffed it directly into Zhou Meige's mouth.

"Scream so loudly, want my grandpa to hate me even more, right? Zhou Meige, you are so cruel!"

All this, for Zhou Meige, is simply Ling Chi!

When she came out of Ling Mengxi's room in a daze, her face was full of mottled scratches.

Xia Chunlin waited at the door and saw Zhou Meige like a female ghost, with disgust on his face.

Ignoring the injury on Zhou Meige's face, she slapped it over.

He hit Zhou Meige's **** face and made blood from his hands.

"It's a misfortune to get you such a bastard!"

Xia Chunlin said, glanced at her hand disgustingly, and then left with arrogant steps.

Zhou Meige wanted to die in pain.

Her face was pale, white and red matched each other, and she looked terrifying.

Tears rolled in her eyes, but she kept it back.

Don't let the tears flow down.

Otherwise, it will cause a wound on the face and make it more painful.

Back in the room, she glanced resentfully at Ling Jiang who was sitting next to the computer playing games.

The viciousness in his eyes was almost solidified.

Blame this man.

All her misfortunes are due to this man!

She was hurt so badly, but the man didn't even give her a look.

This is her fiancé, so sad.

Zhou Meige was already numb from the pain, she dragged her heavy steps to find the medicine box and the Queen of England's plaster.

Ling Mengxi was so cruel that she completely ruined her face.

Fortunately, she has the queen's plaster. As long as the plaster is there, she will not be disfigured.

She knew the effect of this plaster and it would never leave scars.

She has nothing now but this face.

If even this face is ruined, she will go crazy!

She bypassed the big bed and was about to get the medicine box under the bedside table when she was hugged from behind.

Immediately after his body vacated, he was thrown to the bed severely.

Ling Jiang pressed it down, his eyes were so gloomy that he seemed to be freezing.

"Zhou Meige, you are really okay, making my house utterly messy."

His face was full of resentment.

There are distortions.

Seeing him like this, Zhou Meige knew what he wanted to do.

This expression is so similar to the middle-aged man who strengthened her back then.

It's just that there is more hatred on Ling Jiang's face.

"No, Ling Jiang, you can't touch me!"

"Can't touch you? Don't forget, you are my fiancee."

As Ling Jiang said, he stretched his hand directly into her clothes and grabbed a soft one with great strength.

The pain made Zhou Meige scream.

Her body was already scarred.

Now being abused by Ling Jiang in this way is harder than death.

Pain, humiliation.

All made her want to die!

She struggled desperately.

nausea.

Ling Jiang really made her sick.

After the last time, as long as it was touched by a man, it was disgusting to her.

Ling Jiang disliked her for being noisy, took off his clothes and stuffed it into her mouth, making her silent.

The soundproofing effect of the rooms in Ling's old house is not very good.

"Woo...oooooo..."

The mouth was gagged, and he could only make a whimpering cry.

Zhou Meige's tears could no longer be controlled and flowed down.

Washing the blood on his face.

Ling Jiang looked disgusted, pulled the quilt, and put a cover on her head.

Seeing is clear.

With this **** face, he was afraid of having nightmares!

He was very rude, had no foreplay at all, and went straight ahead.

And it's menacing.