Chapter 647: You did not discuss it (2)

The first scratches were red marks, then the bleeding finger marks.
Only by grasping hard can we alleviate the itch and even a hint of pleasure.
Li Sheng's entire face was almost rotten, and his body was stained with blood.
He yelled at Yang Zimei with his teeth grinning, "Damn, smelly girl, hurry up to me!"
"Ha ha--"
Yang Zimei is like watching a monkey show, and his fingers on the table are leisurely turning Li Sheng ’s worthy pen. "I ask people, but I do n’t know how to speak better. Do others ask you to do things, and they have the same attitude towards you? ? "
"Smelly girl, you ... you ... whoops, itchy me ..."
Li Sheng cursed, but couldn't help but continue to scratch his face, seeing his hands full of blood, pain and fear.
When Yang Zimei saw a mirror next to Li Sheng who was preparing to shave, he moved over, and said according to Li Sheng, "I said, Vice Mayor Li, if you continue to grab it like this, will your body fester and your face be disfigured? ? "
Li Shengzhao saw the blood-stained self in the mirror, and his hands couldn't help holding on to him, and he yelled, "You stinky girl, I won't spare you, I'll kill you!" "
"Oh, before you won't spare me, should you ask me to spare you?"
Yang Zimei raised an eyebrow and said, "Maybe, before it's your turn to kill me, you will kill yourself."
Li Sheng was rolling on the ground like a pig, and in the end he couldn't take it anymore, his tone became pleading, "Please, please forgive me and help me to relieve my acupoints."
"The attitude and posture of begging is wrong, unless it is kneeling!"
Li Sheng thought for a while and finally knelt down and said, "Please, please forgive me!"
Yang Zimei remembered that he was at the gate of the city last time. In order to be able to survive, he once knelt in front of him and hugged his thigh and begged.
As a result, he completely ignored only the begging and kicked himself away.
Thinking of this, she was filled with grief and indignation.
"Please ... you ... ah ... can't stand ... itching ..."
Li Sheng saw that Yang Zimei was still reluctant to solve his itching point by himself, and itching so much that he wanted to hit the wall, and continued to yell while kneeling.
Yang Zimei bit his teeth and reached out to relieve his itching point.
Li Sheng's uncomfortable itchiness finally disappeared, followed by the pain of scratching the skin.
"you……"
He just wanted to yell at her again, but was afraid of her point, so he stopped his voice quickly.
"Why don't you scold?"
Yang Zimei raised an eyebrow.
Li Shengqiang could not bear to curse. He was about to stand up, and his knee suddenly felt cold again, and he knelt in front of Yang Zimei, trying to stand, but he couldn't stand up.
"You ... what do you want?"
Li Sheng naturally knew that it was Yang Zimei's purpose, and asked in horror.
"I didn't think of it, I wanted to make you kneel before my discomfort was gone."
Yang Zimei said coldly, "I have asked your dog secretary to tell you not to provoke me. You just don't listen and you still touch my family. I can't swallow it."
"I ... didn't make your family move. I did nothing."
Li Sheng denied it.
The smile on Yang Zimei's face was even stronger. "Do you know, what I hate most is the kind of guy who has done it but refuses to admit it? Who else would you send a city manager to smash my mother's bakery, I deliberately asked me to take a video for evidence? How could there be a riot police? "