章節 901: Hand Raised, Knife Down

Zheng Hao used his hands to cover his bloody face. He looked at her cold face and was so frightened that he kept trembling. "Zilin… Sorry, I was wrong. I won't dare to force you again. Spare me. We are husband and wife!"

The sharp blade was pressed against the side of the face that was still in perfect condition.

"Who's the dog?"

"I'm the dog. Woof…"

"Who's the slut?"

"I, I am the slut…."

Liu Zilin seemed to be satisfied with his answer and moved the army knife away a little.

The next second, before Zheng Hao could heave a sigh of relief, he felt pain in his cheek as his facial muscles were cut open. He instinctively wanted to struggle, but his chest was being trampled by a seven-centimeter-high heel and he couldn't move.

Not too long later, the word "bitch" appeared on Zheng Hao's face.

"We're not finished yet."

Liu Zilin spread out her fingers and slowly grabbed his penis.