Of course, those who begged for help never met a good end.
This woman, dressed like an old nun, harbored deep malice toward all young girls.
Sometimes she would even pretend to be moved, untie their ropes, and allow the girls to run outside.
However, waiting for them were tasers that would make one lose control, and a fate of being ravaged by men until they became lifeless shells.
Yet, the girl in front of her cooperated like a bride being made up, without a trace of resistance from beginning to end.
This made the old nun look at her beautiful face with extra hatred.
"Do you have something to say?" Yue Qingqing smiled sweetly, whether it was due to the indoor lights or the makeup, her face appeared exceptionally enchanting.
"The girls around you are all very pretty, especially the one in the light blue flared dress, she's smiling at you."
The old nun trembled all over, "What did you say?"
"It's just her makeup looks a bit strange, especially the mouth."
