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Chapter 105: Hanging on the window to make bacon


Luo Xi was deeply grateful for the scars on her body.

Jing Mohao was willing to stop just now because he felt that the feeling on his body was not silky enough, so he lost such a strong desire.

From this point of view, could she consider picking off a few pieces in advance, leaving a few ugly scars to make him uncomfortable, so that he would think she was ugly and let her go?

Jing Mohao came in and saw Luo Xi thoughtfully applying medicine to his wounds, and went up to pull up her delicate hands.

Luo Xi was startled, "Jing Mohao, what are you doing again?"

The man smiled evilly, "Luo Xi, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking.

If I find that a scab falls off early on your body, I will hang you on the window to make bacon." "" How did he know he had this idea?

Hanging on the window to make bacon Luo Xi broke into a thin layer of sweat on his back just thinking about it.

Only he can do such a cruel thing.

Luo Xi explained with a flattering look on her face, "Haha, how could it be possible?

If you pick it out in advance, it will leave scars.

I don't want to leave scars on my body."

“There is no best” The man took out his nail clippers from the bedside and cut each of Luo Xi's fingers until they were bare.

Luo Xi didn't dare to express his anger, for fear that the man would hang him up and beat him severely if he struggled.

Jing Mohao looked at the slender hand in her palm with satisfaction.

Now, she was really like a kitten with its fangs and claws put away in front of him.

Luo Xi looked at her fingers, but her eyes were suddenly attracted by the ring on the man's little finger, and her little hand clasped the man's big palm tightly.

The man leaned down and rubbed her ear, "Luo Xi, are you taking the initiative to grab my hand?"

Luo Xi turned his hand over, revealing the sparkling pink diamond.

Thousands of memories roared through Luo Xi's heart, and her eyes couldn't help but feel moist.

"Jing Mohao, can you return this ring to me?"

Luo Xi's voice was tinged with unconscious trembling.

The man was startled and looked at the ring on his hand.

A sudden coldness flashed in his eyes, "Luo Xi, this ring is so important to you.

Is it because which man gave you the token of love?

Chen Chen or Lu Cheng?"

"No, I just like it."

The man's face was as cold as an iceberg, and his voice became extremely cold, "Luo Xi, there will be no good results in lying to me."

Anyone who lies in front of him, Jing Mohao, will never survive the next second.

Only this woman has been cheating in front of him time and time again, but he actually let her go again and again.

She has enjoyed too much of her excessive doting, but she has never been able to get into her heart because of the remaining cancer of this ring.

Jing Mohao didn't believe that he couldn't get rid of this thorn in his eye.

He lifted Luo Xi's chin, pressed it against her lips, and roared like a liger, "Luo Xi, don't anger me."

Luo Xi was dumbfounded, her heart had already hurt, why should she be afraid of it hurting again.

This ring is a token of love given to her by Chen Chen.

The love has gone far away, and it would be sad to keep it, so let's just keep it in his hand.

Luo Xi withdrew his hand and said, "If you like it, keep it.

I don't want it anymore."

The man stared at the fleeting sadness in her eyes, and bit her lips hard, the smell of blood filling her mouth and nose.

Luo Xi raised her chin and endured his anger with tears in her eyes.

She had always known his cruelty: