She lowered her eyes and did not dare to look at the boys in the white T-shirt.

The gangster was bored for a moment, but he was unwilling to let her go, so he became more and more aggressive: "Why do you want to save him if you don't know him? Ah?" It seemed that he really cared about her reason.

Chen Nian: "I don't know."

She noticed something was wrong.

"You see, he looks good?"

Chen Nian didn't say anything, and there was no answer in her mind. The couple looked at her just now, and in a moment, it was enough for her to judge that she was a good-looking boy. But she didn't look at it before.

"Of course he looks good. He is a famous beauty in our city." They exchanged their eyes, smiled maliciously and obscenely, "Many people lined up to go to her bed, fuck..."

"Maybe it will be my turn one day. I've already thought about it and entered from behind..."

Chen Nian gritted her teeth, and the shame that did not belong to her exploded on her face. She didn't dare to look at the boy with white T-shirts. They finally finished laughing and grabbed Chen Nian's collar:

"Do you have money?"

"ah?"

"He has no money, do you have money?"

It turned out to be a bully student who bullied money. Chen Nian's family was not well off and could not bear to leave money, but she was afraid that they would search her body. Finally, she took out seventy dollars with red eyes and whispered: "There are only these..."

The other party scolded the "poor man" dissatisfiedly and took the money over. If the money was too low, he had to find some psychological balance to prove that his courage was greater than seventy yuan.

"Come on. You saved him and rewarded you for kissing him."

Chen Nian was stunned, pushed away with force, and got up with his hands on the ground. Several gangsters stepped forward and pressed her to the ground with all their strength. She became a messy dog.

Shame, anger, humiliation; but what is humiliation?

Chen Nian screamed, struggled, and resisted; the boy in the white T-shirt squinted his eyes slightly and looked at her coldly, but did not make any noise.

Her mouth hit his soft lips against her hard teeth.

Steaming hot.

The back of her head was pressed and the two were crushed into the dust. The gangsters smiled happily and counted to 110.

She gave up her resistance and tears hit his face one by one.

The white T-shirt looked at her quietly without any sound.

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