Dirty Games

The doctor came and sedated Murong Yanyan.

"Mrs. Du's illness is getting more and more serious, and she has a serious tendency of violence. She has to receive regular treatment."

"Mummy refused to take the medicine, insisted that she was not ill and threw all the medicine away." Du Ruoling sighed.

"I suggest that Mrs. Du be sent to the hospital for treatment, otherwise it may cause death at any time." The doctor suggested.

Du Ruoling was scared to death at the thought that she was nearly stabbed to death. She nodded vigorously, "good, good, send to the hospital, and hurry to the hospital. You can't let mummy mess around any more."

Seeing his sister's approval, Du Chengfeng did not say much.

Although he is at odds with Murong Yanyan, he doesn't want her to go crazy like this. He may be able to recover a little faster after being hospitalized for professional treatment.

In the apartment.

Jing Xiaomeng throws down her handbag and comes to the bar with a light spin.

"The smallest I have big dreams. When time goes forward, there must be an intersection and no end..."

She hummed, poured a glass of red wine, and then danced, like a flying butterfly, shuttling in the spring flowers.

Her heart was filled with the joy of victory, which was the pleasure of giving the enemy a fatal blow.

She will make every day, every hour, every minute and every second of Murong Yanyan in the madhouse unforgettable forever.

She didn't know that her apartment was occupied.

Lu Haoyang has been standing at the corner of the stairs, looking at her, all her pride, all her smile, all her cunning.

Rabbits can't always be docile. They can bite people when they are angry.

What's more, the woman in front of her is no longer a rabbit, but a fox.

"It's boring to dance alone. Do you want me to accompany you?" His magnetic voice came low.

The red wine was splashed out of the glass and shocked.

"Lu Haoyang, why are you here?"

"Here, I can come and go if I want. Do I need your permission?" Lu Haoyang slowly walked down, elegant and arrogant pace, like an emperor.

Jing Xiaomeng is in a good mood today, so he won't argue with him, so as not to destroy the beautiful atmosphere.

"Would you like a drink?" She handed him the red wine in her hand.

"Hello." He had a funny smile.

"Well thought." She gave him a coquettish sidelong glance and tried to walk away. He grabbed her hand and put it to his mouth.

With a mouthful, he covered her lips, fed the liquid from his mouth into her mouth, and shared the wine with her.

Perhaps because of the effect of alcohol, a touch of red rose up her cheek.

She gently pushed him, trying to escape, but he was beaten and held up.

"What are you doing, let me down?"

"No, I'm going to have a routine check." He strode up the stairs.

"Land animal, you are not allowed to touch me, you are my enemy now, enemy, do you understand?" She pounded him hard on the shoulder, trying to break free.

But how can the little white rabbit beat the big devil.

"If you want revenge, please come." He drew up one corner of his mouth and laughed darkly.

"Asshole!" She was angry and helpless.

Lu Haoyang tore open her skirt, a frenzied invasion.

He missed her body and was going crazy.

Jing Xiaomeng can't tell what it's like to be plundered by him.

Humiliation, anger, pain and happiness

When the body could not help shaking under his attack, she felt incomparable shame.

This is the most instinctive and primitive reaction of human beings.

But she shouldn't have.

Her body is honest, and her passion is aroused by his repeated plunder.

And the heart struggles in contradiction.

She should not give in to her enemies.

"Fool Meng, you obviously need me." His deep voice came into her ears like some kind of teasing.

Even if she did not move and did not give him any response, he also felt the joy of release.

After all, they fit, not only the body, but also the soul.

So when they become one, there will be resonance.

"Lu Haoyang, you are shameless." She spat out a weak sentence.

"Shameless to affectation, just a pair." He gave a sneer.

She turned his head out of the window, and did not want to pay any more attention to him.

He got up and poured two glasses of red wine from the bar and handed her one.

"I forgot an important thing tonight. Congratulations on sending Murong Yanyan to the insane asylum."

She was slightly shocked and pretended to be silly. "What does it have to do with me when she goes to the insane asylum?"

"No matter how skillful you are, you can hide it from the world, but you can't hide it from me." His charming thin lips came to her ears, and his voice was like a whisper, but with a hidden edge.She was melancholy.

The great devil must have a magic eye. She can't escape his magic eye.

"If you know, I'm just treating people in the same way." She pouted.

"It's amazing to see you for three days." Lu Haoyang dangles the red wine in his hand. The bright red liquid is as dazzling as blood.

She took a sip of the wine, and the smile at the corner of her mouth became treacherous. "Who do you think will be dealt with next after I deal with Murong Yanyan?"

Lu Haoyang's hand holding the cup stagnated in mid air.

How could he not understand her meaning?

"Murong Yanyan can't stay in it for a long time. Your revenge is not over."

"I know, but I'll let her go through hell during this time. As you said, it's very simple to let you die alone. It's a supreme state that she can't live and die. Just like at the beginning, you can shoot uncle Du's head with one shot, but you don't, you blow up his lifeblood and castrate him. It's more painful for him than to die. "

She said slowly and leisurely, speaking so naturally, so relaxed, as if enjoying the pleasure of revenge.

"You are more and more like me." Lu Haoyang reached out and pulled her into his arms.

She has changed, not as naive as before.

But no matter how she changes, it's her idiot Meng, his woman.

"No matter what you do in the future, I will look at you and make sure you are safe. Only then will I acquiesce in you to continue to do it."

"I want to avenge your mother, will you acquiesce?" She asked on purpose.

"If it's well founded, forceful, courteous, I will." He said slowly and clearly.

A glimmer crossed her dark eyes. "That's what you said."

"You are not joking." He shrugged.

Corning psychiatric hospital, special ward.

Murong Yanyan was tied to a chair for electric shock treatment.

Her shrill screams shook the walls.

"I'm not crazy. Let me out. I'm not crazy!"

"The patient's condition is very serious. We should strengthen treatment." The attending doctor said, "in addition to electric shock treatment, every day, there are all kinds of" auxiliary "treatment

It has been said that Murong Yanyan will do his best to enjoy the trip to the mental hospital.

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