Sick Beauty Undercover

Cold sick beauty Dog-blooded forced love, a novel written by the Republic of China When Yan Linxuan first saw Bai Wenqing, he wanted to make him cry. Bai Wenqing was aloof and arrogant, but Yan Linxuan wanted to break his back forcefully. He did it. Bai Wenqing looked at himself in the mirror and suddenly burst into tears. For some reason, Yan Linxuan only felt uncomfortable when he looked at him that day. How could I fall in love with Bai Wenqing? The two have been hooking up for several years, and they can't tell whether it's love or hate. In short, they just live like this, and it's so easy to live their whole lives.   There is a crematorium for chasing a wife, the attack is unclean, there is a male second, the attack may be changed, imprisoned, forced, disabled Chapter 1 Preview———— Shanghai during the war. A huge full moon like a silver plate hung high in the sky. Under the dark sky, the cold and knife-like moonlight splashed on the ground. The air seemed to be cut by this light, filled with murderous aura, and there was a slight fishy smell when the wind blew in. The theater was full of colorful music and singing, and the bed was full of sweat and lust. The pink-faced actor lay on the bed with his red tongue slightly sticking out, his back trembling, and his warm voice had long been mute. At this time, he stretched out his sweaty hands and pushed back weakly, looking extremely pitiful. But Yan Linxuan showed no mercy at all. He only clamped his hand tightly, pressed his neck and pressed it into the pillow. The actor couldn't breathe immediately, and he kicked and struggled wildly. Painful moans were squeezed out of his throat, almost suffocating. Yan Linxuan just closed his eyes and dug in hard. Dong dong dong—— There was an untimely knock at the door. Yan Linxuan frowned and bumped into him several times until both the actor and him calmed down, then he let go and said, "Come in." Zhao Shibin hurriedly opened the door and came in. He knew that Commander Yan was most taboo about disturbing him when he was doing this kind of thing, not to mention that he was in a bad mood today, but there was no need to delay. He walked closer and said, "Commander, I just received the telegram. The Russian army is fighting with our army in the Huaihe River. We are all waiting for your deployment and arrangements." Yan Linxuan shivered all over, pulled away, put on his clothes like the wind and walked out the door: "Go to the headquarters!" Driving to the headquarters, Yan Linxuan strode in, the cold wind making the outer cloak of his military uniform rustle. The light bulbs in the room were as bright as the sun at night, shining directly on people and making everyone jump. "The railway transporting grain was blown up by the Metallurgical Party a few days ago! Two thousand tons, two thousand tons of grain were robbed." "It's a time of crisis. How can we cope with a sudden war?" "What can we do? Without logistical support, there is no way out." "Those green-eyed ghosts are very cruel. They must be in collusion with the Jinxiang Party." ... Seeing Yan Linxuan come in and sit down at the main seat, everyone fell silent. He was only in his mid-twenties, born on the battlefield, crawling around in the military camp since he was a child, and leading troops to fight at the age of sixteen. The original four warlords were all shrewd, but he tore a large piece of flesh from the tiger's mouth. Nowadays, there are five major warlords in the country. He occupies Shanghai, Zhejiang, and Fujian, which are in the best situation. He owns many ports and shops, has more money than his pockets, and piles of gold. The only shortcoming is that there have been floods in recent years and the food supply is insufficient. It needs external transportation and cannot be self-sufficient. Therefore, that food line is extremely important. Now that it has been bombed, we have to find another way. He looked over with a pair of extremely sharp eagle-like eyes. Almost no one dared to look at him and lowered their heads. Yan Linxuan asked: "Wan Lao, I asked you to contact the Bai family in Peiping. Is there any news about transporting food by water?" Wan Dezhi was so old that he trembled like chaff in front of this young boy: "Commander, the Bai family in Peiping... The Bai family refused to help, saying that the Bohai Sea was blocked by the Russian army and the goods could not come out." Yan Linxuan smiled coldly: "Trying to play with me is just adding insult to injury. The waterway is not good. They also have granaries in Hunan. They promised well before. They were able to leave yesterday, but they can't leave today?" "This... I'll go knock again." Wan Dezhi said with his eyes. Adjutant Zhao whispered something in Yan Linxuan's ear. Yan Linxuan asked, "I heard that the youngest member of the Bai family teaches at the National University?" "Yes." Wan Dezhi said. "I cut off two fingers and sent them over. If there was no response, I cut off the legs and then the head," Yan Linxuan said. "Tell them that if the food cannot be delivered, the first one who wins this battle will bomb them." ... Where prosperity comes to an end, all human traces are extinct, withered bones are everywhere, and the people are miserable. The watchman walked over the cold ground with a high-pitched voice, and the watchman's drum beat sadly in the night, making people panic. An electric lamp was lit in an old alley, and four or five young people gathered together to read a newspaper. The newspaper was suppressed the day it came out, and the newspaper office caught fire that night and burned to ashes. Fan Shiqing couldn't hold back his impulse, slapped the newspaper and said angrily: "It's tight in the front, it's tight in the rear!" "The Yan family is very clever. When the country was in danger, they took advantage of the situation and made huge profits. They even embezzled the money for the new water conservancy project." Xia Kaize clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said: "As a result, the Yellow River burst, tens of millions of people were displaced, and the warlords were not eliminated for a day, and the country could not live in peace for a day." Bai Wenqing looked at the newspaper and saw that the words on it were black. They were clearly bloody, the blood of the people. He slowly said: "In Western countries, during the war, rear industries flourished to support the front line. All our industries were monopolized by warlords, including cloth, medicine and food. Factories closed down one after another, and all the money went into their pockets. How can we win the war like this?" Purpose: Peace in the world