C1194 She Was Deeply Trapped

Hee Xueying's current smile was pure and genuine. It was a pity that this kind of beautiful smile could no longer be seen by the man.

Blood flowed down along the tip of the blade. Hee Xueying's face was like a winding centipede but she still smiled foolishly.

The sound of a police car sounded in the distance. Hee Xueqing pulled the clothes on her body and wiped the handle of the knife