Chapter 837 (2/2)

Seeing that he was indifferent, Nanqiao suddenly seemed to be pushed to the edge of the cliff, and there was no way out.

She couldn't stop her tears from the corner of her eyes. She tried her best to lift her hand up, but she didn't touch him. She dropped it powerlessly, and kept trying, lifting, dropping, lifting, dropping

When her trousers were torn off, Nanqiao made a sharp cry, and despair enveloped her completely. The airtight sense of suffocation almost drove her crazy.

She cried, ”don't touch me, don't touch me... Please, Song Yang, don't touch me, let me go... I beg you...”

The last cloth of the body was pulled down. South bridge was strangely quiet and lay there motionless, with dull eyes.

Something seemed to be touching her body.

Dirty, disgusting.

Song Yang kisses her facial features, neck, all the way down.

Suddenly, Nanqiao's body trembled violently. Song Yang raised his head and saw the scarlet blood flowing out of Nanqiao's mouth and falling on the white pillow along her neck. At the moment, the pillow had fainted a mass of blood the size of a palm.

Red is dazzling, red is terrible.

Song Yang's face suddenly turns pale. He reaches out and pinches her mouth in a panic. It's red inside. She coughs and her blood splashes on his face.

Song Yang is a fool. How hard did she bite herself?