"Ah! Help!"
Listening to the shouts coming from the door, Li Xinrui looked contemptuous.
He had just caught and raped his girlfriend in the house, whom he had known for just ten days.
The other party did not show the slightest panic when he questioned him, and gave him a thousand yuan in hush money after admitting that he had cheated on her.
"Get out!"
Li Xinrui knew that this relationship was irreversible, so he could only accept the thousand yuan and "get out!"
But as soon as he went out, a woman's voice calling for help came from inside the door.
"You two are having a great time..." Li Xinrui was speechless after hearing this.
"Li Xinrui! Save me!"
"??" Li Xinrui looked confused, "Why are you still calling me by my name and treating me as part of your play?"
"Please save me! Li Xinrui!"
A woman's desperate screams kept coming from behind the door, and Li Xinrui stood at the door with a frown.
"Fuck... It doesn't feel like a joke."
Reader comments
No artificial traces
Rookies, like AI, are afraid of chicken feathers if they can control their height, and they will be smashed down from two meters away.
It's just an ordinary post-apocalyptic survival novel. It's boring to death and has nothing new.
No artificial traces
Rookies, like AI, are afraid of chicken feathers if they can control their height, and they will be smashed down from two meters away.
It's just an ordinary post-apocalyptic survival novel. It's boring to death and has nothing new.