Sweet seduction: The petite lady

Chapter 297
This smile is like a ghost of hell, full of reckless madness and destruction.

Ji Heng took out a silver needle, slowly put it in concentrated hydrochloric acid, then took it out, and under Bai Zhi's terrified gaze, slowly passed it across her face.

The skin was corroded little by little, and she was so painful that she almost died.

It felt like her face was being put on fire, burning a little bit.

She wanted to beg for mercy, but she couldn't utter a single word. She opened her mouth wide, her eyes were painful and frightened.

Ji Heng inserted silver needles filled with concentrated hydrochloric acid into the backs and spines of the two in turn.

Not only that, he also used a syringe, and the concentrated hydrochloric acid seemed to go down the spine, giving them a strong burning sensation.

This kind of pain is unbearable.

Of course Bai Zhi couldn't bear it, she cried and asked Ji Heng to kill her.

Yan Shiqing gritted his teeth and remained silent.

He knew that he would not end well if he fell into Ji Heng's hands, and he had already made preparations for this, not to mention, for him, he was the one who almost killed the little girl.

Ji Heng raised his eyelids, glanced at Bai Zhi, and sneered without any pity.

"It's too cheap to kill you."

Ji Heng tortured the two of them for nearly two hours before he felt that the madness in his heart dissipated a little.

Almost all of their bodies were filled with concentrated hydrochloric acid, and there was only one breath left, dying.

Ji Heng took the handkerchief from Luo Sha, wiped his hands slowly, lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes fluttered up and down like a small fan with the blinking movements.

He clearly looks like a peaceful man, and no one will think that he is a demon who stepped on the bones of thousands of people with his hands covered in blood.

"I want to see if the ancient people's death by a thousand swords can really be realized."

"Don't worry, leader, we will do it."

Ji Heng raised the corners of his lips, threw the handkerchief on Yan Shiqing's face, and walked towards the stairs.

Yan Shiqing struggled to ask about Song Shixu's situation, but couldn't speak a word.

……

After more than a month of recovery, Song Shixu's condition has improved a lot, and H City has officially entered winter.

The dead leaves swirled and fell on the road with the winter wind. The trees were bare and looked lifeless.

The whole city has entered the lifeless season of winter, but Song Shixu's body has been cultivated well, and he officially left the hospital and returned to Ji's mansion.

Entering the Ji mansion, Song Shixu opened his arms, took a deep breath, and sighed: "Ah, I'm finally home. I smell the disinfectant in the hospital every day, and I almost vomit."

Ji Heng reached out to wrap her arms around her waist and brought her into his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder, without speaking.

Song Shixu could sense Ji Heng's silence, and looked sideways at Ji Heng, but couldn't see his expression.

His chest was warm and generous, and the heat spread from his back, ironing her body and mind.

Song Shixu stretched out his hand, put his soft, boneless hand on Ji Heng's, and spoke in a warm voice.

"what's wrong?"

Ji Heng didn't speak, her thin lips fell on her neck, her movements were slow and tender, causing Song Shixu's breathing to lose its usual rhythm.

Ji Heng used all his strength to lift him up and walk towards the living room.

He put the man on the sofa, let Song Shixu lie on the sofa, and he vainly covered Song Shixu's body, kissing down, spreading step by step, all the way down.

(End of this chapter)