At this moment, there was a "pop" sound, and someone snatched her phone away from her and slammed it to the ground!

This sound was undoubtedly loud under the quiet night sky.

The phone screen immediately shattered and turned black!

"Who are you calling?" It's Rong Jincheng.

In the darkness, the man's face was gloomy and dim, and his tone was filled with anger.

Under the dim light, his eyes sparkled with fire, burning like a raging flame.

Rong Jincheng was much taller than Han Yurou, but he was invisibly pressed in front of her like a mountain.

Han Yurou was so frightened that she lost six of her seven souls!

She looked at him with wide frightened eyes, no, why is he back...

Han Yurou's first reaction was to run!

She turned around, not caring about her phone, and ran forward!

She didn't know what was in front of her, and she didn't know what was in front of her.

All she knew was that there was a demon behind her, a demon that would dismantle her and drink her blood!

The cold wind blew on her face, and she was unconscious. She held on to the wall and staggered forward!

My heart was beating so hard that it almost jumped out of my throat.

However, my legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

Behind him, Rong Jincheng sneered, strode forward, grabbed her with his long arm, and yanked her back!

"No!" Han Yurou was caught by him and fell onto his hard, temperatureless chest, panicking.

The hair was all spread out and very messy.

"I want to ask who you are calling." Rong Jincheng almost said every word, and every word was mixed with anger.

Han Yurou said nothing.

"Don't speak? Han Yurou, unfortunately, I heard everything." Rong Jincheng grabbed her chin like a skinny cat, effortlessly, "Josnian, right? I just said, every day

Going to bed with me is like going to the execution ground. It turns out that I still can't let go of that man in my heart."

Han Yurou's chin was pinched hard by him, her throat was stuck, and she couldn't say a word.

Breathing is becoming difficult.

Her face turned from pale to red, and she stared at Rong Jincheng with her big eyes.

There were tears in the eye sockets, and there were still wet stains on his face.

"What's so good about that man that you should never forget it? Repay him? How can you repay him? With your ruined body?" Rong Jincheng pinched her hard with his hands, like an angry bird.

Lion.

Han Yurou closed her eyes, and two lines of tears fell from her eyes.

At this time, she should slap him.

Unfortunately, she almost stopped breathing.

Maybe, he will strangle him to death.

Thinking of this, she laughed, and the curve at the corner of her lips was like an enchanting poppy flower, quenching poison.

If you die, it will be over once and for all, and you won't have to bear all this anymore.

This is not the first time I have had the thought of death, I have managed it before.

It would be a good thing if Rong Jincheng killed her with his own hands this time, as she wouldn't have to make the decision on her own.

The cold tears fell, impartially, and landed on the back of Rong Jincheng's hand.

"Han Yurou, please remember, you can only play with me. Want to run away? You can run for me and try." Rong Jincheng's words were particularly bad, and his face was very ugly.

At first, he could still feel Han Yurou's struggle in his palms.

Gradually, the woman stopped making any movement.

His face was ashen, as if he had died.
Chapter completed!