C5 Pretty Girl Stay with Me

A few months later, Zhong Weiyang went out to pick up some odd jobs as usual. After getting pregnant, there were not many things she could do. Most people were not willing to hire her. Now, the bigger the belly, the less likely it was to be found. There was only one embroidery store that saw Zhong Weiyang's good craftsmanship and pitied her. It gave her some embroidery work.

Embroidery stores were located in remote areas in the suburbs. In the past, Zhou Wei'an had been the one to pick her up. But this time, Zhou Wei'an's company's capital chain had been cut off. As the Finance Director, she could not absolve herself from the blame. Zhong Weiyang did not tell her either. Furthermore, she had already been there many times. She expected that there would not be any mistakes.

The cold wind in the alley blew. Zhong Weiyang felt that it was a little cold and quickened her pace. Unexpectedly, she bumped into the person walking towards her.

Zhong Weiyang was knocked back a few steps. "Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to."

When she looked up, she saw a few people dressed like gangsters staring at him with malicious intentions. The alley was very narrow, so Zhong Weiyang could only open her mouth and say, "Big brothers, can I go over?"

A hoodlum with messy hair teased, "Of course I can. Beauty, having a big belly is still very charming."

Another hoodlum who wore a row of ear holes whistled and said, "Big brother, we have never had a beauty with a big belly. It will definitely be very exciting. Do you want to..."

The mixed hair slapped his head and said, "Do you f * cking know the rules? Big Brother, I'm talking. Why are you interrupting me?"

"Yes, yes, Big Brother, I was wrong." A row of punks with earholes said timidly.

Zhong Weiyang let out a sigh of relief. She leaned her body against the wall and slowly moved over. However, the space the mixed fur gave up was still very small, and it was difficult to squeeze through. Zhong Weiyang glanced at him and made up her mind to forcefully squeeze through.

Unexpectedly, when the mixed hair moved halfway, he suddenly took a step forward. It stuck Zhong Weiyang in the middle. Zhong Weiyang wanted to struggle, but she was also afraid that the mixed fur that clung tightly to her belly would do something to her child. She had no choice but to endure it. The mixed fur did not plan to let her go just like that. A pig's hand climbed onto Zhong Weiyang's big belly and began to feel. He said maliciously, "Whose turtle son is this?"

Zhong Weiyang was frightened by his touch and did not dare to move. Her eyes were full of tears and she tightly shut her lips.

"Beauty, why aren't you saying anything? I am asking you."

Seeing the look of displeasure on the mixed fur, Zhong Weiyang quickly said, "His father is already dead."

When the mixed hair heard this, his smile became extremely ear-piercing, "It is a beautiful woman. Ah, then you must be lonely every night. No wonder you refused to let go of me just now. If you beg me, I can satisfy all of your requests! "

As he spoke, he moved closer to Zhong Weiyang and exhaled hot air onto her delicate face. It made her feel very uncomfortable. She tilted her head unnoticeably. The mixed fur looked at her resistance and chuckled. He threatened, "If you don't let us brothers have a good time today, don't even think about leaving. Be honest and don't shout, understand? "

Then the mixed fur guy pouted his mouth and moved closer to Zhong Weiyang. Zhong Weiyang was shocked and immediately struggled intensely.

The mixed hair probably did not expect Zhong Weiyang's reaction to be so intense. He did not investigate and actually let her escape. But after a few steps, the mixed hair caught her again. He said violently, "Stop! Don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit! If you struggle any more, I'll kill the child in your stomach!"

This sentence successfully shocked Zhong Weiyang. She stopped struggling and slowly put down the hand that was resisting the mixed fur. Her tears fell like rain. She looked at her stomach and thought, Sorry, baby. Mommy is useless. You must be strong."

The mixed fur looked at Zhong Weiyang who did not resist anymore and his eyes flashed with excitement. He impatiently grabbed Zhong Weiyang's shirt and violently tore it apart.

His porcelain white skin made the gangsters' eyes turn red. The mixed fur could no longer hold it in and pounced over... Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht!