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Chapter 227(1/2)

Qin Yanran didn't expect to meet her roommate Ai Ziqi here.

The small trace of self-esteem in my heart became even smaller, and my head was buried lower.

"I know, of course I know, this little bitch is still my roommate." Ai Ziqi dismissed it.

"roommate?"

The tall young man Xiong Hui next to him was full of surprise.

"Well, but we don't treat her as a roommate, we only treat her as a slave. We usually wash smelly socks and shoes for her. When they are clean, we throw her two steamed buns when we are happy, and she is also happy.

Very, if you can’t wash it clean..."

"What if I can't wash it clean?"

Xiong Hui asked curiously.

Everyone around also looked over.

"Then just beat her. She doesn't dare to fight back anyway. She's just a bitch with no father and no mother." Ai Ziqi had a cold expression on her face.

Qin Yanran buried her head lower, tears welling up in her eyes.

Everyone: "..."

"Is this woman so mean?"

"It turns out he is an orphan. No wonder he is dressed in rags and has a pockmarked face."

Not only did passers-by show no sympathy, they actually added insult to injury.

"Real or false?"

Xiong Hui looked unbelieving.

Ai Ziqi was immediately dissatisfied and smiled strangely, "If you don't believe it, just watch."

As she spoke, she kicked the money bowl away from Qin Yanran's body.

"Little bitch, raise your head and let Master Xiong look at you."

Ai Ziqi ordered arrogantly.

only.

Qin Yanran didn't move.

Her soft sobs could be vaguely heard.

Ai Ziqi originally wanted to show off in front of Xiong Hui, but Qin Yanran, who was usually obedient to her, turned silent to her.

Suddenly, Ai Ziqi became angry.

She directly grabbed Qin Yanran's hair and pulled her up forcefully.

Qin Yanran's exquisite facial features suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"Oh, I didn't expect that she looks quite delicate."

"I'll go, if it weren't for this pockmark, the school would have another campus beauty."

Xiong Hui, who didn't have much interest at first, was stunned when he saw Qin Yanran's exquisite face.

"You little bitch, you look like this and you still want to sell yourself. Who wants you?"

"Your grandma should have died long ago since she was an old woman. Living in this world is just a waste of food and polluting the air."

Ai Ziqi's words were very vicious.

For a pampered person like her, she looked down upon the poor very much.

In her subconscious mind, people like Qin Yanran were born to be enslaved by her superiors.

Qin Yanran didn't resist at all, but when she heard Ai Ziqi cursing her grandma, she suddenly felt sad and slapped Ai Ziqi's hand away.

This time, Ai Ziqi became even more popular.

"You still dare to resist."

She raised her palm and was about to slap Qin Yanran in the face.

"If you dare not listen to me, see how I deal with you."

unexpectedly.

Suddenly, a palm grabbed Ai Ziqi's hand.

Ai Ziqi suddenly looked back and found Shi Xiong Hui.

"Master Xiong, what are you doing?"

she asked in confusion.

Xiong Hui smiled and squatted in front of Qin Yanran, "Qiqi, you are too violent. After all, the other person is also a girl."

As he said that, he looked at Qin Yanran.

Tsk tsk.

The facial features are indeed very delicate, especially the eyes, which are ethereal without a hint of fireworks, as hazy as the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

I don't know why, but Xiong Hui always feels that he likes it very much.

Let’s look at Qin Yanran’s figure again.

I'm a little skinny, but my breasts are really big.

If she keeps up with her nutrition, she will look like a girl with childish face and plump breasts.

Thinking of this, Xiong Hui licked his lips and felt a burning sensation in his lower abdomen.

Selling yourself.

Wouldn't it be wrong to do whatever Qin Yanran is ordered to do from now on?

The pockmark on her face can be taken to a better hospital to see if it can be cured. If it can't be cured, wouldn't it be more interesting to get her a gauze scarf to wrap around it?

"How much does it cost to sell yourself?"

Xiong Hui asked.

Next to her, Ai Ziqi looked incredulous, "Master Xiong, you don't want to buy her, do you? You're a little bitch, why did you buy her?"

"What did I buy her for? What do you think she is for? She looks like this, she must be a chick."

Xiong Hui said without hesitation.

"Five million?"

"Made, you still want to sell it for 500,000 yuan?"

Qin Yanran didn't answer. Xiong Hui glanced at the price on the paper and frowned immediately.

Five hundred thousand is enough for him to play with several schoolgirls.

"I...I..."

Qin Yanran was a little at a loss.

She had never seen how much half a million was in her life, but she asked the doctor and the doctor said that it needed at least half a million.

So, I wrote five hundred thousand.

"You're just like this, and you still want to sell it for 500,000 yuan. You think Mr. Xiong is a fool."

Ai Ziqi chuckled.

The people next to him also laughed out loud one after another.

"What will you do? Did I buy you and you have to do whatever I ask you to do?"

Xiong Hui didn't talk about the price, but asked.

Qin Yanran held the corner of her clothes with her hands and said in a very quiet and timid voice: "I can wash and cook, I can do housework, clean... I... I can also sing..."

It seems that there are only so many services she can provide.

"Can you still sing?"

Xiong Hui was surprised.

However, when he heard Qin Yanran's voice, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

The sound is so nice.

If you put it on the bed and scream, it will probably make people want to die.

"Fifty thousand is too expensive. I only have 50,000. Come with me."

Naturally, Xiong Hui cannot pay 500,000 yuan.

He's not that stupid.

Women always get tired of playing.
To be continued...
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