The love game of three princesses

"You guys, go and bring her out to me." Jin Zeya pointed at the two men in black. After receiving the order, the men in black walked over and picked up Tiantian, and then threw Tiantian to the ground.

"Yeah~" Because of the pain of the impact, Tiantian said softly "Yeah". "Tiantian, Tiantian, are you okay?" Yimeng stepped forward and hugged Tiantian.

When Tiantian turned around, Yimeng was shocked. Oh my god, what had they done? Tiantian's face was green and purple, and even her arms were marked by someone pinching them.

"What did you do to her?" Yimeng turned around and glared at Jin Zeya. "Haha~ I didn't do anything. It's just that she was disobedient, so we took action to teach her a lesson!" Jin Zeya said.

It seems to be human nature.

"You guys are going too far." Yimeng said, about to stand up, "Humph~" Jin Zeya snorted coldly, and then the man in black stepped forward and held down Yimeng.

"Go, bring Tiantian here." Jin Zeya commanded a man in black, and just watched him take Tiantian away. What can be done, she is not as energetic as them.

"Zhiya." Jinzeya called softly. "Yes." Gong Zhiya, who was on the side, stepped forward. "I'll leave the rest to you." Jinzeya said and sat down on the chair, ready to take a look.

play.

"I know." Gong Zhiya stood up and walked towards Yimeng.

Yimeng turned her head and looked at Gong Zhiya.

What's that on her hand?

whip.

"Lan Yimeng, I will repay you what you owe me bit by bit." Gong Zhiya's tone was very soft, but to other people's ears, it was as terrifying as yours.

"Pa~" The mark left by the whip on Yimeng's arm was clearly visible. Yimeng bit her lower lip. As soon as the man in black next to her let go, Yimeng knelt directly on the ground.

"What do I owe you?" Yimeng said and was about to grab the whip, "Lan Yimeng, if you dare to fight back, then Tiantian..." Gong Zhiya deliberately looked at Tiantian who was already bruised and injured.

Yi Meng had no choice but to let them slaughter her.

"You know very well what you owe me." Gong Zhiya said, whipping Yimeng a few times. "Pap, crack, crack, crack~" The crisp sound of the whip was particularly loud in this silent warehouse.

"I have no idea what you are talking about." Yimeng gritted her teeth and endured the pain in her body and spoke slowly.

"You don't know, it doesn't matter, I will let you know." Gong Zhiya said, and whipped Yimeng a few more times, which even broke her clothes, and bright red blood flowed down her fair skin.

"Zhizhizhizhi, it's so beautiful!" Kanzeya sat on the chair and couldn't help but sigh.

But the blood did not gain Gong Zhiya's sympathy, but instead angered her even more. The whip in her hand seemed to be out of control, and it was swiped at Yimeng's body, but it did not slap her face.