Chapter 12 Who played with whom?

As the victim of gang rape in the hearts of migrant workers, it is not difficult for Xiaoru to appease three migrant workers who think they are rapists.

Looking at the three migrant workers who were attracted by their naked bodies and looked a little dull, Xiaoru even felt a little teasing. She pretended to be a victim who was gang raped and begged in a slightly crying tone: Uncle..., you are all so despicable, can you let Xiaoru go?Xiaoru wants to go home...

Xiaoru put on a pretty look, as if she had experienced a storm all night, but her tone contained a dizzy sweetness, which was particularly easy to ignite a man's animal nature.

You little slut!I want to kill you!

The migrant worker roared a low roar and stepped forward to grab Xiaoru's beautiful breasts. He used so much force that he pinched Xiaoru evenly.

Ah……

Xiaoru let out a cry of pain or groaning, which caused ripples in the hearts of the three migrant workers.

Brother, don't do this.The fat migrant worker pushed away the hands of the strong migrant worker and dissuaded: We have to kill people after we finish playing. Isn’t this too much a mess?

It's Ah or Ah. It's a pity to kill such a beautiful little girl.The thin migrant workers quickly agreed.

In fact, the words of Zhuang migrant workers were just sayings. They did not have the courage to kill people at all, but Zhuang migrant workers still said: How can they let her go?As soon as she went out to find the police, the three of us were all finished!

Xiaoru almost laughed out loud. This tone sounded very fierce, but in fact, Xiaoru could clearly feel the uneasiness and fear in the hearts of migrant workers.

You said you are a big man, why are you afraid of Ah in front of me, a beautiful girl you gang raped all night?

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. If you tease you again, you will probably cry, right?"I just want your semen, not your tears.' Uncle..., I promise not to call the police. Can you please let Xiaoru go?It's still the kind of tone that makes men's bloody.

no!I can't believe you!

That..., that...

Xiaoru seemed to be thinking about something, but in fact she didn't need to think about it. She knew how to reassure men in this situation, so half a minute later, Xiaoru put forward an opinion: Then..., uncles, can you take pictures of Xiaoru's naked body?

Xiaoru suggested in a tone that was tempting like a Siren Banshee: Uncles took photos of Xiaoru with their mobile phones, but Xiaoru would not dare to call the police. If Xiaoru called the police, you would post the nude photos online, and Xiaoru would not be able to be a human being.

This method is good!

The three migrant workers shouted excitedly.

Xiaoru smiled faintly.

This method is indeed good, so that the three migrant workers will think that they have seized Xiaoru's handle and can let Xiaoru go home with confidence.

Moreover, in the future, the three migrant workers can enjoy Xiaoru's nude photos every day. They may not be able to fall asleep in the future, right?Faced with a lowly prostitute, I'm afraid I can't be satisfied.

Is it difficult to go from extravagance to frugality? It’s normal.

They compared Xiaoru with the low-level prostitutes they often came into contact with, and then came to Xiaoru's more perfect conclusion. As time goes by, this conclusion will even be gradually mythological. They will regard Xiaoru as a real goddess, and unless Xiaoru is willing to save them, they will never wake up from last night.

From this point of view, Xiaoru actually played with three migrant workers last night.

"You are my ministers. You will never get out until I have enough fun!』