Scandal Supermodel

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The woman slept too well, and there was no figure in this neighborhood on weekdays. It was a wild country ridge, and there were protective fences around it. It was not afraid of danger at all, so there was no vigilance.

Ye Qingqing turned around, jumped out of the window, and then approached from behind the woman.

Taking a deep breath, she put her steps lighter.

Slowly, step by step, Ye Qingqing walked towards her, holding the porcelain in her hand.

She held it tightly and could see that her knuckles were whitish, her muscles were tight, very nervous and frightened, but with a kind of hate and inexplicable impulse.

Want to... kill her.

Even if I can't escape here today, I will die here.

At least, this person will be buried with her!

One step, two steps...

Ye Qingqing finally stayed behind the sleeping woman, she snored slightly, her head up. The fat body, wearing a floral skirt, has a large mole on the big face plate.

Probably the sun was too comfortable, she also had a thin sweat, and she looked very enjoyable.

It turned out that this woman looks like this.

Ye Qingqing always can't see things clearly, has no strength to open her eyes, and can only let her toss and bully, so, until today, she really can see clearly the face of this woman.

She took a step closer, shaking the hand holding the porcelain piece in her hand.

She knew clearly that there was no other way than to hit it with one hit.

Either the woman died or Ye Qingqing died.

Grandpa once said that on the battlefield, this is a moment of great urgency. They have no other way but to protect and protect others by instinct.

At that time, it is good not to mention that the knife and the gun are eyeless, that is, your hand is stretched out and you can dig out the other party’s internal organs at the last minute.

Grandpa told many of his own stories, always wanting to show the general style of Ye Qingqing, killing decisively and decisively, hoping that she could have the kind of heroic atmosphere of the female middle school, leading the Ye family to glory.

It was just that she was protected very well from small to big, and she grew up holding a princess heart.

The room is a powdery gauze curtain, wearing a pink princess dress, and the hair is slightly elastic, long, and rarely tied up. Gradually, Grandpa was disappointed, feeling that she lacked the aura of the Yemen's goalkeeper.

But he loved her after all, so he didn't pursue it, just put those trainings aside.

Instead, go to comply with her preferences.

But that kind of blood and cold feeling, probably, she still inherited it.

The killing intention and decisiveness boiling in the blood at this moment are proof.

At the moment when he raised his hand, Ye Qingqing widened her eyes and prevented her from blinking. There wasn't much energy in the whole body, but the moment the hand holding the debris fell, it brought a strong wind!

The trembling hands clearly seemed to be as steady as Mount Tai at the moment of falling.

Steady, fast, decisive...

Point the sharpest angle of the debris to the carotid artery beating slightly at the woman's neck!

"puff--"

The shards penetrated the skin and felt the flesh, causing her heart to jump.

Palms, slightly tight.

But it's not the fear of retraction, but the more ruthless and more exhausted, plunge in! !

This woman! Must die!

have to!

"Ah..." The woman suddenly woke up from the dream, the severe pain made her want to yell, but her throat was suddenly strangled from behind, making her unable to speak.