Wife of the Mysterious Heir

Chapter 1127

The world always seems to be gray. When you just want to live a good life, there are many people who will block it with various reasons. The ancients' words are always interesting. Si Ye, he must starve his body first, and do what he does, hehe, is this a day like this?

Xiaoman felt that her whole body was completely cold, and then it was as if a snake was crawling on her body, and she was in excruciating pain, but she couldn't do anything.

At this time, she felt like she was going to die, but the man suddenly stopped, as if he was about to conquer or perform some kind of ritual, he insisted on pinching Xiaoman's face, and then ordered with that stinky mouth Her: "Open your eyes and start work..."

"You want to kill or cut it as you please, even if I die, I won't do as you want," Xiaoman closed her eyes tightly, she didn't want to see this man, let alone remember what he looked like , If you let her know what he looks like, sooner or later, she will be reminiscent of nausea to death.

This kind of Xiaoman makes the man have no sense of accomplishment at all. He got angry and hit hard, scolding while beating: "Bitch, motherfucker, when I go to find a young lady, I will call you two fucking times, you What is it, how dare you refuse, do you know who I am? Ah? Open, I'll let you open your eyes."

The man was scolding and beating, not knowing at all that the man under his hand was a woman, a person, not an object, nor a cold-blooded animal who didn't know anything. Just looking at it made Xiaoman feel distressed. Now she is more like a rag doll, at the mercy of others, but she is like a rag doll with a will, unwilling to compromise with the world.

Her behavior completely annoyed the man. He attacked very hard, and with his weight on her body, Xiaoman felt that she could hardly breathe. She felt that before she was killed by him, she would be killed by him first. crushed.

"Damn, dead woman, you deserve to be beaten to death by me, bitch..."

The man was swearing and his hands were heavy. At first, Xiaoman still had the strength to resist, but later, she didn't even have any strength, she felt that she began to have difficulty breathing, and even felt a little suffocated, she felt that death had already begun. Choked her by the throat, and she'll probably be heading to another place soon, where people say there's no pain...

But can she go? She hasn't experienced anything, no love, no job, and she hasn't even grown up yet, and she's going to die, right?

The man's scolding seemed to be getting farther and farther away, and her consciousness was gradually blurring, as if someone was running towards them, or it was a voice she imagined subconsciously, in short, Xiaoman felt that she was dead, death god It seems that she is summoning herself, she will arrive in the next second, I hope there is no pain, I hope there is no...

Between confusion, she seemed to hear Tianming's voice, as if Tianming came to look for her, as if...

In the past, Xiaoman had imagined that her true Son of Heaven would descend from the sky, wearing a colorful battle uniform, greeted her with the five-ringed light, would treat her like a treasure, and would love her until old age.

She held this idea and waited until now, but she found out that until now, she realized that the person had always been by her side, but she had never looked at him with sincerity.

"Xiaoman, Xiaoman..."

Tianming's voice seemed to be in her ears, so ethereal, yet so real.

She is now thinking about a question. She doesn't know which legendary place without pain will she reach after she dies, which is heaven? Or hell? She didn't know, but the only thing she knew was that she was reluctant to give up on Tianming, she was so reluctant to give up on Tianming, only she was the driving force for her to live, what if it was possible for her to live? It's nothing to be humiliated by a person, as long as she still has a breath, why can't she live? It's not her who is at fault, isn't she? Is that the scumbag?