Chapter 1071

Show me a drink of water from the toilet!

Chapter 1071 Show me a drink of water from the toilet!
"No, no, I don't."

Dai Mengjie covered her swollen face and shook her head tremblingly.

Ye Dali raised her foot and kicked her buttocks, and said in a rough voice, "Then hurry up and wash the toilet! Why are you still standing there? Are you looking for a beating?"

Dai Mengjie was terrified of being beaten by her. She tightly covered her face with both hands, and begged her for mercy with red eyes, "Don't, don't hit me, big sister, please don't hit me! I'll brush it, can't I just brush it? "

'Snapped! '

Ye Dali slapped her again, and spit on her face, "Damn, who are you calling your eldest sister? Ah? Who is your eldest sister? You will call me Your Lady Queen from now on! Go over and clean the toilet for me!" , If you don’t clean it, I’ll kill you!”

Dai Mengjie looked at her sesame seed face, flinched a bit, and replied with sobs, "I'll brush, I'll brush!"

Ye Dali kicked her again, "Then hurry up and brush, remember, use your wisdom to brush!"

With a swollen face, Dai Mengjie walked to the toilet in the corner, sobbing while cleaning the toilet.

Ye Dali heard her crying, and suddenly became impatient, rushed over, and kicked her hard, "What is the ghost calling? Shut up!"

Dai Mengjie was kicked forward by her, and she fell down by the toilet, even her hair was stained with sewage in the toilet.

"Ugh..." She just glanced at it, and felt so sick that she wanted to vomit.

But before she could stand up, Ye Dali pressed her cheek with one hand, and pushed her back to the toilet.

"What do you want to do? The toilet hasn't been cleaned yet, do you want to rebel?"

"No, no," looking at this ferocious face, Dai Mengjie quickly shook her head and explained, "I want to wash my hair, please let me go first, my hair is dirty."

"The toilet hasn't been cleaned yet, why are you washing your hair? Keep brushing for me! I'm still waiting to go to the toilet, hurry up!"

Dai Mengjie didn't dare to disobey her words, so she could only bow her head in resignation and continue to clean the toilet.

Ye Dali seemed to be trying to make things difficult for her. Every time she was about to finish washing, she would spit out a mouthful of phlegm onto the toilet.

Dai Mengjie dared not speak out to her, so she could only keep brushing in silence.

After nearly an hour, she finally cleaned the toilet.

"Well, the toilet is finished." Dai Mengjie finally cleaned the toilet, but just as she stood up from the ground, a thick leg kicked her leg hard.

Her legs hurt, and her knees slammed heavily on the cold and hard floor tiles.

This kind of pain was burning like fire and she burst into tears on the spot, but she was afraid of Ye Dali, so she didn't dare to cry out.

"What are you crying and screaming? Dead mother or dead father?" Ye Dali yelled in her ear, seeing her appearance, raised her foot and kicked her again, "Since you said the toilet was cleaned, then Take a sip of the water in the toilet and show me!"

Dai Mengjie thought she was just talking about it before, but she didn't expect that now she really wants to let herself drink the water in the toilet.

Dai Mengjie turned pale, and shook her head vigorously, "How can I, people drink the water in the toilet?"

"Humans can even drink urine, why can't they drink the water in the toilet?" Ye Dali didn't care about anything, pulled her hair, and pushed her head into the toilet.

Because there was too little water in the toilet, Ye Dali simply pressed the flush button and pushed her head deeper into the toilet.

The water gushing out of the toilet quickly submerged Dai Mengjie's head, and the feeling of suffocation made her terrified from the bottom of her heart.

She struggled desperately, but it was of no use to Ye Dali.

She wanted to open her mouth to ask for help, but she choked on several mouthfuls of water in the toilet.

After struggling for a long time, but no one came to rescue her, Dai Mengjie was exhausted and immediately despaired.

Eight years, she will be here for eight years.

Will every day in the future be worse than a pig or a dog?

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(End of this chapter)