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"Su Qing, you are so pathetic. Do you think Ling Mo is more kind to you? Does he really like you? I think he's just pitying you. You're an orphan nobody wants

Wen Suhe knows that the birth of humble has always been Su Qing's heart disease. At that time, I wanted to become famous by dancing to get ahead, didn't I?

"Poor me? And what about you? How much better are you? I'm still a complete person, but I'm afraid you'll spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair. "

Su Qing is now fearless. She is ready to end her short life here tonight. In this case, what else can she be afraid of?

"It's you! I knew it was you who hurt me! Su Qing, Su Qing, I didn't expect you to be so vicious. I just hurt your waist, but you want me to be paralyzed. I can only spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair! How can you be so vicious

Su Qing's words confirmed Wen Suhe's conjecture. Who else could know what happened in those years? It's the woman in front of her who always pretends to be pathetic, but actually harbors evil intentions.

Now that she has admitted it, there is no need for her to leave any feelings! With this in mind, Wen Suhe cast an unfeeling look at Su Qing.

"Ha, that's your own fault!"

Although the incident had nothing to do with her, Su Qing even blamed herself for wensuhe's paralysis. But all this was just karma after all. If it had not been for her bad deeds, there would have been no tragedy now.

Ling Mo also want to help himself revenge will do these things. All this is just wensuhe's eating evil fruit. How can Suqing let her pour her dirty water for no reason?

"It's ridiculous. Do you think you can do anything for nothing with Ling Mo's support? He just coaxes you on the surface. Men are the same... " Wen Suhe laughingly looked at Su Qing, who still wanted to struggle, and sneered: "you see, now you are tied here, everyone is staring at you, everyone is waiting for you to be defiled. Do you think Ling Mo will have any nostalgia for you when he sees your remnant? "

"I Pooh!" Although Su Qing has some fear in her heart, she still refuses to show weakness and says: "Ling Mo, he is not something you can frame up casually!"

Wen Suhe sees Su Qing's hard mouth and grabs her hair hard. He tears her hard. Su Qing pain of the grin, but still stubborn did not send out a little groan.

"Wensuhe, you don't pretend to be high. Do you know why Lingmo doesn't like you?" Su Qing pauses for a moment and looks at Wen Suhe with the pity eyes of the beggar on the side of the road.

"Because you are so ugly! It's ugly and dirty from the inside out! Wensuho, you've been rotten for a long time

Su Qing said and laughed, strange to say, at this time her heart was not so afraid. Anyway, things have come to this point, can it be worse?

If everything can't be avoided, it's better to face it bravely.

"You call me ugly?" Wensuhe subconsciously covers her face. She always cares about her appearance.

She has lost her beautiful and moving dancing posture. If she loses this fascinating face again, then she I'm afraid she doesn't have the courage to live in this world any more!

Wen Suhe held himself bright and clean, but his face showed a fierce look. He pulled up the corner of his mouth and gave a sly smile, "bitch, I'd better let you know what's ugly! I'd like to see what you can do without Lingmo! Come on, teach her a lesson! "

Wen Suhe's face was a little distorted by Su Qing's words. If she can stand up and do it by herself, she would like to step on Su Qing's face with her high-heeled shoes. She would stab her face, break her mouth, tear her hair, and destroy everything of Su Qing.

She hates everything about Su Qing, not only her person, but also her everything, even her existence!

This woman should have nothing. She was born in a humble family and looked pretty. How can she compare with herself.

What's more hateful is that Ling Mo refused herself because she was such a humble, mean, worthless bitch.

Who is she, wensuho? If she is willing to condescend and offer to you, you should kneel down to accept it.

Thinking of Ling Mo's attitude towards her, she was mad with anger and jealousy.

And even so, in her heart that is not willing to admit the place, she is still longing for the favor of Ling mo.

With Wen Suhe's command, countless fists and feet fell on Su Qing's chest, stomach and back. Su Qing was overturned to the ground with her chair, unable to move, and could only passively bear all this.

The brilliance in Su Qing's eyes gradually dissipated, and even the pupil began to see no highlight.

"Stop it."

Wensuhe told people to stop when he saw that he was almost done.

She doesn't want to kill Su Qing so soon. It's too cheap for her to let her die. She is to keep Su Qing's breath, with all kinds of ways to torture her, let her pain on the pain, life is not like death.Wen Suhe looks at Su Qing, who is dying on the ground and is in rags, and thinks of a new way to play.

"Doesn't Ling Mo like you? Then I'll destroy it. "

In wensuho's view, no man would allow his woman to be a defective product used by others. She not only wants Su Qing to be insulted, but also to record the process. She wants to tell Ling Mo that he is a waste that even his own woman can't protect.

Su Qing? Su Qing is just a victim between them.

"You go first."

Wensuho had retreated to one side, her face now hidden in the shadow of the room.

She looked around the room and pointed a finger at the masked man.

Just start with him. Anyway, she has plenty of time.

"Miss, do you want to use props?"

Masked man has been coveting Su Qing for a long time. He rubbed his hands with some excitement, thinking that this woman is really delicious, and he is so fierce that he is afraid that he has never been touched.

I didn't expect to meet such a good thing in my work this time. He hasn't met such a clean woman for a long time.

Thinking of this, the masked man swallowed.

"Just feel free."

Wen Suhe doesn't care about this kind of thing. What she wants to see is Su Qing's expression of pain, helplessness and despair.

She Su Qing does not want to be brave, does not despise her. Then she wants to let Su Qing know, who is that pitiful person that is despised by ten thousand people after all!

She wants to destroy Su Qing's all, let her in front of Ling Mo, in front of everyone can't lift her head.

Su Qing's rope has been untied, but now she has no strength to escape. She watched as the masked man approached her step by step with props. Her ankles were caught and her legs were pulled apart from the middle.

Su Qing instinctively wants to try her best to close her legs, but now she can beat an adult man's strength. No matter how hard she tries, it's futile.

The big hand that the man rubs roughly once wiped her skin, the antipathy in the heart is associated with the pain on the body, let Su Qing feel a burst of nausea.

She felt that her blood was suddenly surging up, and a mouthful of blood came out in this way.

The bright red blood sprayed on Su Qing's chest, just like a peony blooming on the snow-white skin.

Of course, the masked man didn't stop his action because of this. Instead, he seemed to be stimulated by the blood and became more excited.

Because the man is wearing a mask, Su Qing can't see the change of his expression, but her intuition tells her that the man in front of her seems to become more and more dangerous.

In the face of such a dangerous situation, Su Qing has no way to deal with it.

Although the rope on Su Qing's body has been untied, in order to prevent her from struggling, her hand is still tied behind her back. But in her hand, she held the knife that the masked man had just touched secretly to cut her clothes. If at the last moment, she will have to