Chapter 1960

She bit her lips, trembling slightly, trying to curl up her limbs, the chains clattered on the bed, and with her slight trembling, she made a pleasant sound.

Before Gong Heng, he enjoyed this process very much.

Tame, break, and surrender.

Very satisfied with his sadism and sadism.

Now, however, he has no such mood at all.

He just wanted her to settle down completely and stay on the island honestly, and never try to escape from here again.

God, no matter who it is, please help me -

she crawls on the bed, begging and praying in her heart like the most loyal believer.

But she knew that no one would come.

No one has ever come to her --

just like that day when she was taken out of the dark room by the dean and brought her to the people of Tangmen --

in front of her, there has always been one hell after another.

Endless degeneration -

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"PATA".

The pen on the hand falls from the fingertip, falls on the desk, lets the man who holds the head empty to sleep in the past to wake up.

He opened his eyes and looked out of the window.

The light of morning dew.

It's already light.

The man leaned back on the chair and rubbed his temples a little tired.

Another night spent in the study.

Endless business, and boring night.

It seems that he heard his movement. The little boy who had been sleeping on the sofa not far away was woken up. "Meow meow" jumped down from the sofa and ran to his feet and folded his legs.

He bent down to pick up the little boy from the ground and looked down at the increasingly fat face of the cat.

"Your master does not want you." He looked at it with some irony in his voice.

"Meow." Xiaoxiao called to him and put out his tongue to lick his face.

Xiao Fengting threw it back to the ground, opened the door of the study and went out.

Little boy followed him, as if he was its master, without any integrity.

As usual in the morning, as he spent countless days and nights, it is not uncommon.

The servants in the kitchen were busy, and breakfast was not ready, but their master had already got up.

Xiao Fengting went to sit on the sofa and turned on the TV. The morning news time was not yet up. The TV played back advertisements of those boring TV dramas.

Tang Qing left for more than a month, his people did not find any clues, he seems to have just realized this a few days ago - if he does not put more people into it, he may have to maintain this state for a long time.

He increased the number of people, and he also focused on looking for people in Tangmen. He could find them in a short time.

"Little Lord, breakfast is ready." The servant came to him and asked softly, "would you like to ask Miss Tang to come down for dinner?"

Xiao Fengting shook his head, "no need."

He went to the cinema with her last night. I'm afraid she's still sleeping now.

"Would you like to have dinner first?"

Xiao Fengting "um" a, stood up from the sofa, tall figure, elegant to the restaurant.

The servants followed him.

They were both gentle and quiet.

The more mysterious they are, the more mysterious they are afraid of.

Only in the face of Downing, he is gentle, and on weekdays, he has been calm and indifferent, even his eyes are like a layer of ice.