Chapter 592

She blushed and kept taking deep breaths, but the ups and downs of her abdomen pressed her bladder repeatedly, and her whole body was even worse, thinking about it in pain.

"Woooooo."

What comes out of the throat can only be this meaningless syllable.

However, there was no echo.

Because of the urination, her forehead was soaked with sweat, her face was white and red, and the black cloth covering her eyes was also wet with a ring of water stains.

It's so fucking painful, it's not as painful as losing a limb.

The door was suddenly pushed open.

The raised dust choked into her nostrils, causing her great discomfort.

However, this discomfort is nothing compared to this soaking in urine.

Who is it, very light on his feet, a martial artist?

She tried to distract herself and listened to the sound of footsteps.

The footsteps didn't come close to her, and she didn't go out. It seemed that she heard the dull sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground, and then the door slammed shut.

Tang Nineteen brows tightened slightly, and he keenly felt that there was a pair of eyes in the darkness looking at him.

Or, he was admiring the ugly state of being in the hands of others.

who is it?

Butler Liu?
Impossible, if Steward Liu kidnapped her for revenge, he would have come up and slapped her twice.

After all, Tang Nineteen and his Liang Zi started with a slap in the face.

So, who else could it be?
King Xuan?

The one who has the deepest enmity with her is King Xuan.

However, King Xuan is the cheapest thing, it is absolutely impossible for him to have the guts to kidnap her.

Even if kidnapped, King Xuan has no brains and has a fiery temper, so he would have to ridicule and make fun of her, even if he didn't dare to make a sound to be recognized by her, he would definitely beat her up violently, and he would not just sit there quietly watching looking at her.

Murong Xi.

It was even more impossible, Tang Nineteen suspected that no one would doubt him.

Who else could it be?

Xu Moting's prank?
Although Xu Moting is childish, he will definitely not joke with her like this.

This person didn't seem to hurt her, just to punish her.

She really couldn't imagine who she had offended and punished her in this way.

Not to mention the identity of Princess Qin, but the identity of the young lady of the Tang family, how many people in this capital dare to treat her like this.

Not at all, what fun is Qu Tiange playing with her?

Qu, Qu Tiange! ! !
Will it be him?

Occasionally, he is really perverted, especially when it comes to bed brothers, he is never satisfied.

If it was him, then fuck it, Tang Nineteen would definitely kill him.

It's Qu Tiange, it's very easy to verify.

Tang Nineteen suddenly raised his only head that could move, and slammed it heavily against the wooden board behind his head.

The sound of "dong" sounded not light, but in fact it didn't hurt. The door panel was thin, and the bottom was obviously hollow.

She was hit three times in a row, and on the fourth hit, a pillow was stuffed under her head.

Sure enough, Qu Tiange, you are a killer.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo." She struggled and resisted fiercely.

A tall figure suddenly came up and pressed her firmly, controlling her struggle and preventing her from hurting herself.

Tang Nineteen is really stupid, Qu Tiange can't be wrong.

This one who killed a thousand swords, he originally called this one.

Bundle up, okay, tie up the old lady to play with you, you let the old lady pee.

When he pressed like this, Tang Nineteen's entire face was distorted.

You fucking pressed the old lady's bladder, and the old lady is about to pee.

She didn't dare to move anymore, thinking that he would get away from her if she didn't try to "harm herself". However, this guy seemed to enjoy her distorted appearance at the moment.

(End of this chapter)

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