Chapter 662: Don't blame her for being cruel

Hearing that, Song Yijun gritted his teeth fiercely, neither admitting nor denying it, but the longing eyes had already betrayed Song Yijun instinctively.
Seeing her look hungry and thirsty, Tang Nuan painted a smile with satisfaction, her small face looked exceptionally sweet, "Oh, I know you want to eat it too, but it's a pity that I didn't have breakfast myself. , If I eat it for you, what shall I eat? So I am embarrassed, I can only eat alone."
After speaking, Tang Nuanhua smiled pretentiously, and then found a fairly clean place in the cell to sit down, and then ate breakfast in front of Song Yijun.
First, he took a sip of milk contentedly, then Tang Nuanhua took apart the sandwich piece by piece, and then took the sandwich with clean fingers and put it in his mouth.
"Well, the chef's craftsmanship is really good. I have never had such a delicious sandwich. It is so delicious."
While eating, Tang Nuanhua chewed with endless aftertaste. After eating a small snack, he deliberately licked the cream on the finger mountain, with an enjoyable expression on his face.
"Tang Nuan painted...you woman, it's good!"
Song Yijun was so hungry that she didn't have any strength, but she still struggled with all her strength.
Because at this moment, Tang Nuan painting eats in front of Song Yijun, who is hungry, and it feels ten times more painful than not feeding Song Yijun!
Song Yijun felt resentful in his heart when he could see it, but couldn't eat it.
If the look in the eyes can kill people, perhaps Tang Nuan painting has already been cut by her thousands of times.
"Huh? Why are you looking at me like this?"
After eating the sandwiches, Tang Nuan painting suddenly found that Song Yijun’s eyes were very harsh, and the smile on his face could not help being more presumptuous, but his tone was full of innocence, "Oh, I suddenly remembered, you seem to have not eaten all day and night. Right?"
"Tsk tusk tusk, it's so pitiful, I really want to give you some food, but I haven't eaten enough myself, what can I do?"
With that, Tang Nuanhua took another sip of milk, and even licked the remaining milk stains at the corner of his mouth with his tongue out.
"You... damn..."
Staring at Tang Nuan's painting stubbornly, Song Yijun couldn't wait to step forward and tear her up immediately, but she could not help but watched Tang Nuan painting greedy her.
"Goo..." the stomach screamed out again.
Song Yijun can't figure it out. This is the first few times that her stomach wailes, but she has no strength to speak anymore.
In the end, she could only use the last bit of strength to squeeze her whole body, and said to Tang Nuanhua harshly, "You have the ability to kill me today, why torture me like this!"
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"
Hearing that, Tang Nuan's painting seemed to have heard a joke, and laughed unscrupulously.
Then she didn't bother to pretend it, put down the breakfast in her hand, and strode to Song Yijun's, Tang Nuanhua smiled contemptuously, "Kill you? Wouldn't it be too simple?"
"you……"
Song Yijun was unable to move his limbs and couldn't say a few words, so he could only stare at Tang Nuan's painting with big and bright eyes.
"I?"
Tang Nuan's painting pretended to be a rogue smile, "What's wrong with me?"
"Song Yijun, do you think you are a little funny? I took you here for one night last night. I haven't asked you for rent yet. As a result, you still want to find me for food. Isn't that a bit unreasonable? You didn't give me money, did you?"
"you!"
Song Yijun was almost hoarse, "Why don't you die!"
However, Song Yijun's pronunciation is not complete even for such a simple sentence. It can be seen that she is really hungry to the extreme, and she doesn't even have the strength to speak.
"It's strange, you are not dead, why should I die?"
Tang Nuan painting shrugged indifferently, still smiling heartlessly, "And don't worry! I won't let you die so easily, because it's too cheap for you."
"Besides, it's still useful for me to keep your life. When I tortured you enough and dying, then use your life to exchange it back to my father. Wouldn't it be more cost-effective?"
After saying these words, Tang Nuan turned around arrogantly and proudly, and Song Yijun almost burst his lungs behind him.
Then, she watched Tang Nuanhua walk back to the seat, picked up the glass of milk she hadn't finished drinking, and walked straight over.
When he walked back and forth, suddenly one hand squeezed Song Yijun's chin, and one hand held the cup firmly. Tang Nuanhua directly pointed the mouth of the cup to Song Yijun's throat and poured the milk down suddenly.
"Cough cough cough... cough cough!"
When the sudden liquid flowed into the esophagus, it also flowed into the trachea. Song Yijun coughed to death in an instant.
Tang Nuan painted mercilessly, and while pouring the milk down, he said viciously, "Drink! Don't you want breakfast? I'm giving it to you now, you can give me a drink!"
"Ahem..."
For a while, Song Yijun was too late to swallow, and all the milk flowed into her mouth and nose, and Song Yijun felt almost suffocated.
And it wasn't until Song Yijun's mouth was completely filled with a glass of milk that Tang Nuan painting stopped.
Then she smiled with satisfaction, patted Song Yijun's cheek with a charming face, "Hey, this is the only way to behave. If you keep being obedient, maybe I can consider treating you lightly."
"Ah!"
Song Yijun finally had something to eat now, and her strength instantly recovered a little, and then she directly spit on Tang Nuan painting, "You despicable and shameless woman, kill me if you have the ability! Otherwise, just me If I can escape one day, I will never make you feel better!"
Ah……
Tang Nuan's painting walked ahead, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.
"Song Yijun, I didn't want to use cruel methods to treat you, but since you are so reckless, don't blame me for being rude to you!"
Originally, Tang Nuan painting just wanted to scare Song Yijun, but if Song Yijun's attitude is still so bad, don't blame her for being cruel!
Suddenly, Tang Nuanhua took out a small dagger from his pocket, walked straight to Song Yijun, and slammed the knife against Song Yijun's cheek.
"Song Yijun, your favorite is your face like this? Guess if I scratch your face, how will you go out to see people with this face in the future?" With this, Tang Nuan painted The smile on his face was almost cruel.
"And haven't you always liked Jing Yi? Oh, you didn't even let me marry Jing Yi, then I would ruin your beautiful face, so that you will never have any chance to be favored by Jing Yi in your life! "
"Between the two of us, don't want to be better than anyone!"