Want to take advantage of her?

It’s impossible to dream of it!

Yingqian kicked him in the chest and abdomen, but he didn't have any strength left.

But this is not enough.

Seeing that my cousin was already lying on the ground, his fat body shook twice, and he probably wouldn't be able to get up for a while.

She stood up calmly and picked up a simple small eyebrow trimming knife from the messy table.

"Why don't you come over?"

Yingqian squatted beside him, playing with the knife in his hand, and asked innocently:

"Just now, didn't you really want to touch me?"

She stayed in the palace where the rules were strict and few faces were visible all year round. She stayed there for too long.

It's been so long that I almost forgot who I am.

Those two gangsters were lucky.

Didn't give Yingqian a chance to vent his anger.

But unexpectedly, someone else came to my door.

She chuckled softly, holding her chin, with a somewhat green face full of coquettishness.

"Let me think about it, how should I teach you a lesson?"

"Should I break your disobedient hand, or..."

Yingqian's hand holding the knife slowly moved down.

In his horrified gaze, the silver blade finally hung in the middle of his legs.

"How about cutting off this dirty thing?"

She smiled and rolled her eyes.

The wrist was shaking slightly, as if it might fall down at any time.

This is the lifeblood.

How can that man not be afraid?!

Both of his legs were weak.

"Cousin...cousin, I was wrong...I really know I was wrong!"

The pudgy boy regretted that his intestines were almost green.

He just heard that Yingqian was moving away from here, and he suddenly had an idea and wanted to come over and take advantage.

But he didn't expect that Yingqian was not someone who would just let him bully her.

Want to take advantage.

You have to pay some price.

Cold sweat had soaked through my shirt.

He was really scared.

Tears kept falling.

He wanted to call out to the middle-aged woman, but was afraid that Yingqian would suddenly make a move.

"You should be lucky." Yingqian sighed with a look of disappointment, "I saw too much blood today and I don't want to see it anymore."

The pudgy boy still didn't understand what she meant.

Yingqian had already given him a rag and stuffed it into his mouth.

His eyes widened. Although he didn't know what was about to happen, he still instinctively sensed the danger.

I wanted to run from the ground, but my hands and feet were shaking badly before I could regain my strength.

I was scared out of my wits.

Yingqian sighed, stood up, looked at the right spot, and kicked him hard.

She's not polite.

Used a lot of force.

Her cheap cousin didn't say a word and passed out with white eyes.

It is estimated that he will never be able to sneak into anyone's room in the middle of the night again in his life.

Yingqian blew a short whistle.

I feel much better.

Since he fell to the ground, Yingqian was not polite, took the bedding and moved to his room to sleep.

This is much better than her little shabby house.

There is also air conditioning.

She yawned, locked the door, turned on the air conditioner, rolled up her quilt and fell asleep.

That night, she had countless dreams.

But when I opened my eyes, I didn't remember anything.

Yingqian was woken up by the knocking on the door.

Screams kept reaching my ears.

She rubbed her eyes, went over to open the door, frowned and asked:

"Who killed the pig?"

Outside the door, the middle-aged woman was standing.

Seeing Ying Qian, the scream coming from her mouth suddenly increased by dozens of decibels.

"Yingqian! You little bitch!"

"I can't compare to you." Yingqian was still sleepy, shrugging his eyes, rubbing his forehead, and asked, "What on earth is going on?"

She was tortured by the dream all night.

It's more tiring than a fight.

Even if my stomach is full of fire, I can't let it out.

But the middle-aged woman refused to give in. She pointed at the pudgy boy sitting on the sofa with his legs curled up and wiping his tears, and yelled:

"Look at all the good things you've done!"

"It's indeed a good thing." Yingqian cast an appreciative look, walked to the kitchen, took a bun and stuffed it into his mouth, saying vaguely: "I'm kindly helping you educate your son, you're welcome."

The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment, then shouted again at the top of her voice:

"You shameless thing! You failed to seduce my son, but you still dare to attack him! I have raised you for so many years in vain, and you actually raised this despicable rotten child..."

"seduce?"

Yingqian swallowed Baozi, interrupted her, glanced at the short and fat boy with cold eyes, and asked softly: "Do you think your son has any qualifications to be seduced?"

Before the middle-aged woman could speak, she said again:

"He may be precious to you, but to me, he's not as useful as a pig."

Yingqian walked to the sofa, looked down at the short and fat boy, and asked word by word:

"What do you think?"

He suddenly panicked.

Cold sweat instantly covered his face.

He was hemming and hawing, so frightened that he couldn't even form a complete sentence.

The area where I gave Ying a light kick still hurts.

Even walking was difficult.

I will have a psychological shadow for the rest of my life.

Now that I saw Yingqian, I felt even more panicked.

How can I have the courage to fight with her?

Ying Qian then smiled, but the coldness in his eyes became a little stronger.

She turned around, shrugged towards the middle-aged woman, and said:

"Look, he has admitted it himself. He is just not as good as a pig. You have to work hard and try to raise your precious son to be better than a pig."

The middle-aged woman's face turned blue and red in turns.
To be continued...