As she spoke, she gently unzipped his pants with her hands, her knuckles touching his soft thighs intentionally or unintentionally.【】

Zhang Hai took a breath, not sure whether it was because he was too frightened or because he couldn't resist Ye Lingyin's temptation. His breathing became more and more rapid.

Ye Lingyin always had a pure and sweet smile on her lips, but her eyes were as bewitching as poppies, as if she had the innocence of an angel and the evil of a devil at the same time.

She unbuttoned Zhang Hai's shirt, and slowly stroked her warm and soft hands upward from his navel to his neck, and then stopped.

Her fingers gently caressed his neck, it felt itchy, yet completely comfortable.

Zhang Hai couldn't help narrowing his eyes and groaned.

However, at that moment, the pleasure brought to him suddenly turned into unbearable pain.

Zhang Hai suddenly opened his eyes, and he saw that Ye Lingyin in front of him was still smiling, her smile as bright as the starlight, as if it was so clear that it was not stained by any dust.

However, her hands were covered with ferocious blood.

She just looked at him like this, the smile on her lips and the contempt in her eyes echoed each other, which was shocking.

Zhang Hai touched his neck in panic, and felt a sudden pain in his palm. He was shocked to realize that a sharp blade as thin as a cicada's wing was inserted into his neck. The blade penetrated into the thick flesh, and blood poured out like water, and he

His hand was also scratched by the blade, which caused severe pain.

He was so frightened that he took two steps back, fell out of the car, and fell heavily into the dirty weeds.

Ye Lingyin climbed over from the seat and looked at him condescendingly.

Her shirt was messily open, revealing black underwear trimmed with lace. Her skin was as white as milk, her chest curves were well-proportioned, and there was not a trace of excess fat on her lower abdomen. She was extremely tempting.

But Zhang Hai no longer dared to think any more.

His facial features were twisted in pain, but he did not dare to make a sound. His face was covered with thick blood, and his whole body was shivering. He did not dare to look at Ye Lingyin again.

Ye Lingyin got out of the carriage and threw the crumpled matchbox on the ground. It originally contained the razor blade she had always carried with her, but now it was empty.

She buttoned up her shirt calmly, took out her coat from the back seat of the car and put it on her body. Then, she lowered her head and glanced at Zhang Hai, with a hint of disgust in her indifferent eyes.

"It's so dirty."

Turning around, Ye Ayane's black boots walked over his body.
Chapter completed!