Luo Zhiying had no doubt about what he said.

He was collecting protection fees almost all night in Tongcheng. She wanted to mix in Tongcheng. Naturally, she needed to wait for him.

Ronan is now cutting off her money. If she wants to make money, she can only rely on Dong Ge.

If she offends him, she may never make any more money.

Luo Zhiying was pushed away by him, watching him reach out and touch Luo Nan Chu's face. Looking at the quiet and innocent expression on her face, she felt a wonderful twisted pleasure in her heart.

If Ronan was abused by other men, and was saddled by thousands of people, would she still have such a simple and clean look on her face?

Will Fu Tingyuan stay with her? Guarding a woman who has been defiled by a man at night?

And she can't bear the same kind of attack?

She looked at Dong GE's fingers under her skirt and looked at her expression that she didn't know anything about. The twisted madness in her heart became more and more steaming up - she wanted to destroy her.

Destroyed Ronan.

Just as she had been destroyed by Fu Tingyuan, she wanted Luonan to have a taste of what she had felt.

A twisted, vengeful pleasure swelled in her chest, reducing her fear of Fu Tingyuan's name.

It's none of her business.

Luo Zhiying told herself.

The man was caught by Dong Ge himself.

She didn't cheat Ronan.

Even if something happened to her, Fu Tingyuan had no reason to blame her.

She is innocent.

It has nothing to do with her.

Luo Zhiying stood in the same place, took a deep breath, finished psychological construction for himself, and then turned to leave.

As soon as she lifted her foot, she felt her wrist caught by a cold hand.

Luo Zhiying was stiff all over. She couldn't help but scold "damn" from the bottom of her heart. She looked down at the white and powerless finger on her wrist.

It was a woman's hand, slender and slender, now powerless to hold her wrist, slightly shaking.

It's a call for help.

Luo Zhiying looks at the sofa.

Originally comatose luonanchu, do not know when has woken up, don't know what east brother fed her, she looks sane, but seems to have no strength.

Seeing her, she heard Ronan opening his mouth and calling for help weakly: "Zhiying Help me... "

Luo Zhiying frowns tightly, and her lips are tight and she doesn't speak.

Dongge was taking off luonanchu's skirt. He looked up and saw their interaction. He frowned and scolded Luo Zhiying: "what are you doing here? Get out of here! Don't cherish the good things of Laozi

“……” Luo Zhiying droops her eyes and looks at the weak luonanchu who is calling for help. Then she raises her hand and slowly holds her finger. Her hand is slowly but firmly pulled away from her wrist.

She looked at Ronan at the beginning of the eyes have a moment of confusion, and then slightly unbelievable, she looked at her eyes, the low light gradually cooled, and then became as dark as dead ash.

Luo Zhiying looked at her, and for a while her mind was filled with many thoughts.

A long time ago, when they were dependent on each other, they walked through the streets hand in hand to buy a favorite ice cream