There was an endless stream of cars in the middle of the road. Feng Lingxue smiled as she walked over …
Ding!
The shrill sound of a car horn could be heard. A car slammed on the brakes and the driver rolled down the window, shouting, "Hey, why are you on the road? Are you looking for a collision? Do you want to die? You're crazy! "
Feng Lingxue didn't react at all, she just continued walking forward.
At this moment, a blinding headlight shone over. A huge truck sped around the corner, about to collide with Feng Lingxue.
"Hey, dodge!"
A few passers-by saw this thrilling scene and quickly cried out.
Feng Lingxue stopped in her tracks. She looked at the huge truck speeding towards her and slowly opened her arms.
Mu Mu, Mommy is coming to accompany you.
Mu Mu, Mommy really misses you.
Mu Mu, Mommy will never be separated from you again.
The huge truck sped towards her …
"Oh my god!" The pedestrians had already covered their eyes, not daring to look at it.
"Bang!" A loud sound exploded in their ears. The pedestrians knew that they were finished. The truck must have run over that person's body.
Seeing that she was still in the prime of her life, why couldn't she just let it go? The pedestrians sighed.
They lowered their hands and looked up. In the next second, they sucked in a breath of cold air.
What happened?
Just as the huge truck was about to collide with Feng Lingxue, a bulletproof luxury car X sped over, turning the steering wheel and slamming into the huge truck.
Sparks flew everywhere.
The huge truck stopped, crashing into the fence by the side of the road. It was a close shave, but nothing serious happened.
The luxury car X crashed into the huge truck, but there wasn't even a dent on the front of the car.
"F * ck, this car is really amazing!"
"The world of the rich is really depressing." …
In the luxury car, Xuan Ying sat in the passenger seat. He was expressionless and his features were cold. Soon, a stream of blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth.
The huge impact had caused internal injuries to him. He raised his hand and wiped the blood with the back of his hand. The few strands of hair on his forehead covered his ink-black cold eyes. The way he wiped the blood was indescribably wild and wild.
Ah Zhou quickly ran over. "Master, are you alright?"
Ah Zhou's heart skipped a beat as he watched from behind. Miss Feng was looking for a car crash and Master was acting as if he didn't want to live anymore.
Xuan Ying reached out to open the driver's door and stepped inside.
His heavy black military boots made a steady and rhythmic creaking sound as he stepped on the ground. The corners of his black coat fluttered in the cold wind, cold and indifferent.
Very quickly, he stopped in front of Feng Lingxue.
Feng Lingxue slowly retracted her slender arms, the smile on her red lips had already disappeared. She lifted her eyes, looking at the man's black glassy eyes.
He stared back at her. "What show is this?"
"Why is it you again?" Feng Lingxue asked.
Her voice was soft and raspy, but Xuan Ying could hear it clearly. He pursed his lips, suppressing his anger and coldness, making him look extremely dangerous. "Repeat what you just said."
Feng Lingxue didn't dodge. "Don't you understand? I asked, Why you again? I don't want to see you, I don't want to see you at all! Get lost! "
She growled at him.
She said that she didn't want to see him at all.
He knew that she was telling the truth, because the way she looked at him was filled with hatred and disgust.
Xuan Ying licked his dry lips. "Feng Lingxue, you asked for it! I'm going to kill you tonight! "
He bent down and carried her in his arms.
Opening the door to the passenger's seat, he threw her inside and returned to the driver's seat. "Ah Zhou, I'll leave this to you."
Ah Zhou didn't even dare to lift his head. He had been with Master for three years and this was the first time he had seen Master so angry.
"Yes."
The X-Class luxury car sped away …
…
Snow Mountain Residence.
The maid rushed to open the door, but with a bang, the red sandalwood door was kicked open.
"Young Master." The maid retreated to the side in fear.
Xuan Ying grabbed Feng Lingxue's slender arm, dragging her upstairs.
Feng Lingxue couldn't keep up with his footsteps, stumbling along the way.
The room door was kicked open and he threw her onto the soft bed.
Feng Lingxue felt dizzy. At this moment, she felt a weight on her body.
Xuan Ying knelt beside her, unbuckling his belt and tearing her clothes apart.
Reaching out, he picked up her face and pinched it. "I'll give you a chance. Speak properly, what's wrong?"
Feng Lingxue looked at him, not struggling at all. "Don't you just want to do it? Brother Ying is already dead. You're no different from those men who want to rape me. You're even more vicious than any of them! You're all demons, real demons! "
Xuan Ying's glassy eyes were dark. He bent over, kissing her red lips.
He didn't want to listen to her anymore.
She wasn't willing to speak properly, she wasn't going to tell him why she wanted to be hit by a car. Since that was the case, he didn't want to talk about it anymore.
She didn't want to make him angry anymore!
Xuan Ying let go of her red lips, kissing her all the way down.
At this moment, he heard her cold voice. "If you want to do it, then hurry up and do it."
Xuan Ying froze, his muscles tensing up under his thin shirt. Pressing down on her knees, he pushed her down onto the bed …
…
Two hours later, the carpet in the room was covered with clothes and the smell of extravagance permeated the room.
Xuan Ying pulled himself out, entering the bathroom without even turning back. He stood under the shower head and took a cold shower.
The cold water droplets hit his muscular body and bounced off. He raised his head slightly, the wild and dispirited aura he exuded made him look even more devilish. He washed himself expressionlessly.
His mind was filled with the scenes from just now. No matter what he did to her, she didn't make a sound. She just lay on the bed like a log.
He admitted that he wasn't feeling well. This time, he wasn't feeling well at all.
He still remembered that not long ago, when he took her to ride the cable car, she was lying on his lap, smiling sweetly.
It was her birthday, she hugged him, saying that she only wanted to hug him.
As long as he gave her something good, she would follow him.
But now, it was different.
He felt like he had lost something.
Turning off the shower head, he put on a black silk pajamas and walked out. Stopping by the bed, he looked at the woman on the bed and ordered coldly, "Get up and take a shower!"
Feng Lingxue was covered with a white silk blanket, revealing a face with the word 'slave' carved on it. Her eyes were closed and her face was so pale it was almost translucent.
But there wasn't any pain on her face, it was as though she was asleep.
Xuan Ying's ears twitched. He heard a dripping sound, it sounded like liquid was dripping.
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