When the gate opened a crack, her long hair was grabbed fiercely.
Hou Chaosi heard footsteps outside the corridor and cried and shouted: “Help, it’s on fire, it’s… uh-huh.”
Hou Chaosi was covered with his mouth, and the whole person dragged back, finally opening a crack door and being closed again.
This is the corner room, and no one will come at all.
When Hou Chaosi listened to the door close, the footsteps faded away, and the whole person fell into deep despair.
It was almost, almost she could run out.
Almost, people walking outside heard her shouting.
Clearly hope is just around the corner, within reach, but despair comes too fast, and instantly drowns her.
Hou Chaosi was covered with his mouth, and the man pulled out the belts of two bathrobes in the room, one strangled Hou Chaosi’s mouth and the other tied her hand.
Hou Chaosi was desperate to think about death, and tears kept slipping from the corner of her eye.
A man’s hand is torn when he gets started.
Tear it.
Red skirt, torn open, slender white legs, exposed to the air.
The man’s hand, but also continue to tear, this time there was a knock on the door.
The man stopped, and the knock on the door continued.
Desperate Hou Chaosi, seeing hope again, whined for help and kicked men with his feet.
It’s just that the man smashed Hou Chaosi’s stomach again, and her tears came out in pain.
The knock on the door continued, and the man had no way. He wrapped Hou Chaosi in a quilt and then turned off the lights. He said maliciously, “Dare to make a noise, and I will kill you.”
This is the only chance to save yourself.
Hou Chaosi is working hard.
The man went to open the door and saw that he was a gentle man. He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He asked maliciously, “What do you do?”
The man only opened a crack in the door, revealing half of his face.
Timothy Greene stood in the doorway, trying to look in, but the man’s tall body blocked the crack of the door tightly, and it was dark inside, so he couldn’t see anything at all.
Timothy Greene: “I thought I heard a cry for help just now. I don’t know…”
The man looked at Timothy Greene maliciously: “What’s the matter, can’t a man watch a film of yellow violence? Do you want to come in and watch it together?”
Timothy Greene frowned and refused: “No need.”
Man: “Anything else?”
Timothy Greene: “It’s okay.”
Before he had finished speaking, the man slammed and closed the door.
With this bang, Hou Chaosi just tried to kick the desk lamp down to the floor, which was covered up.
Hou Chaosi heard footsteps go away, and the whole person was desperate.
It’s Timothy Greene.
He came, but he left again.
Hope and despair again and again are deeper than each other!
The man went back to the bed and looked at Hou Chaosi, who was dying, in the dim light: “This time, no one saved you.”
Hou Chaosi: “Uh-huh.”
The man’s face is ferocious: “I wanted to be gentle with you, but you just like Victor, so I’m not at all polite.”
Said, and the man jumped on it.
Hou Chaosi’s feet were not tied, so he kicked the man’s chest while he had the opportunity.
The man was kicked down, scolded, went directly to Hou Chaosi’s feet and dragged her: “If you move again, I don’t mind killing first and then raping!”
Hou Chaosi would rather die than be defiled, so he struggled hard.
The man was bored, pinching Hou Chaosi’s neck hard, and soon she suffocated and rolled her eyes.
She’s dying.
Who will save her?
There was a bang.