Chapter 475

Yang Lihe more than a knee in her stomach, her right hand also don't know when more than a military knife, knife tip so gently across Qi Yilan's cheek. It's not heavy. It's just a little bit heavier than the broken glass that passed her cheek last time, and its length is only twice as long as hers.

Blood seeps out, Qi Yilan himself also smelled the smell of blood, not very heavy.

Qi Mao and Qi you glared at Yang Lihe without blinking. Their eyes were full of anger, but they were helpless.

But Yang Lihe's face is still rippling with a romantic smile, and he doesn't feel nervous or guilty because of his heavy hand. On the contrary, he was eager to try and overjoyed.

The knife in her hand didn't leave immediately, but with the tip of the knife on Qi Yilan's face, she drew a circle. That action, as long as she is so careless, Qi Yilan's face will definitely be drawn a big circle.

Smile, smile, elegant and charming, beautiful eyes narrowed into a curved slit, facing Qi Yilan slow voice said, "Miss Qi, hurt?"

Qi Yilan's eyes are tearful, and she looks at her nervously, scared and terrified. She doesn't know what to say.

Yang Lihe smiles and pats Qi Yilan's face with the back of a knife. He continues to say in a slow voice, "I'm very principled. I just need to double my own. So, this one, no matter in length or depth, is twice as long as you left on my face. Is that fair? "

While saying, he released the left hand holding Qi Yilan's right hand, picked up her left hand and continued to say seriously, "well, now it's the back of the hand. Let me see. How many marks did you make on the back of my hand? It's like three. OK, then six. "

Finish saying, the hand rises knife falls, "Shua Shua" of even eyelid also don't take to blink, on the back of Qi Yi Lan's hand horizontal and vertical draw six.

Suddenly, the back of Qi Yilan's hand becomes a spider web, which is terrible.

Qi Yilan doesn't know how to make a sound. She just looks at the back of her hand like a spider web and looks at her tremblingly. She can't even say a word.

"Not bad, quite artistic." Yang Lihe said with satisfaction, "next, where is it?"

Qi Yilan's whole body is blocked, just like chaff sieve, shaking very hard. I opened my mouth, but I couldn't say a word.

Yang Lihe knee a top, toward her stomach again top in the past, "at the beginning of the top me a few times?" Finish saying, it is a knee to press past again.

Oh, no!

One after another, at least ten times.

At the beginning of the top of her five organs and six lungs are churning, very cool? Now let you know, she Yang Lihe is not so easy to provoke.

Qi Yilan's whole face is pale, and his forehead is full of bean sweat. One by one, he falls down. He is like a rag doll. He has already shaken and wants to fall.

Yang Lihe stopped, continued to smile and looked at her with all kinds of manners, "is it very helpless? Look, look, they have no one to intercede for you! "

Lips close in her ear, say very light words, line of sight toward the direction of Qijia father and son inclined to one eye.

Qi Mao looked at his daughter and almost lost half his life. He couldn't see it any more. Step forward, walk to Mo Junbo's car, and say to Mo Junbo in a good voice, "Jun Bo, LAN LAN is still small, not sensible, you have taught her a lesson. Miss Yang is angry now. Can you spare her by looking at my old face and my friendship with your father? "

Mo Junbo just finished a cigarette, twisted the cigarette end to the ashtray in front of him, looked at Qi Mao without expression, and said coldly, "when she moved my woman, why didn't she want to look at my face? Yes? Your daughter's life is life, my woman's life is not life? In my father's face, uncle Qi respects you very much. "

Qi Mao's face was depressed, like swallowing a fly. His face was not so ugly, just like a pile of excrement.

Yang Lihe slightly side head, toward the direction of Mo Junbo smile Yingying look.

This is the man Yang Lihe likes. She likes it.

Turn Mou to continue to see to Qi Yi Lan, the vision falls on her that pale face.

Back to the face of kill Matt modeling and the thick smoky clothes, to tell you the truth, her face is general, not particularly beautiful. It's just pretty, not enchanting.

"How many slaps did you give me that day?" Yang Lihe asked with a bright smile.

Qi Yilan shakes her head. She can't remember. Now she has a feeling that life is worse than death.

"Don't you remember?" Yang Lihe's slender fingers are crawling around the corner of his mouth, looking at her with a kind face and saying, "then remember less. I suffered a little bit,

five. Five times, OK, I'll give you ten

With that, his left hand raised, toward Qi Yilan's face "Pa Pa Pa" positive and negative ten slaps in the face.Qi Yilan only felt the burning pain in her face, her eyes were shining with Venus, and her ears were buzzing.

In addition, Yang Lihe had scratched her face with a knife before. After ten slaps, the scratched half of her face had been stained red with blood.

"Hoo Yang Lihe called his palm and shook it again. He said innocently, "I knew you had such a thick face. I should have worn gloves, and I would not have hurt my hand by your thick face."

Qi you's mouth is twitching faintly. Is it cheap and good?

Hit his sister in the face and say it hurt her hand?

Yang Lihe, this woman, how can she be so cheeky? His eyes burst out with fury. The flame really wanted to burn Yang Lihe to ashes.

Yang Lihe turned his eyes and looked in his direction. He met his eyes with no fear on his face and said with a smile, "master Qi, do you have something to say?"

Qi you pressed down the anger and looked at her with a smile. "No, it's LAN LAN's fault to hurt Miss Yang."

Yang Lihe chuckled and gave him a thumbs up. "Master Qi is really a reasonable person. I've heard a word from people since I came in."

Daren Qing, what they said before were not human words?

Qi Mao's mouth is twitching.

Yang Lihe raised an angel like pure smile, "for the sake of master Qi's humanity, I decided not to torture your sister any more."