Lao Shi murmured a long list of curses. In fact, he was really not a mean-mouthed person, nor would he have trouble with a woman.

Yuan Wense knew that Lao Shi was actually a big-hearted person, and he didn’t hold much grudge against a weak woman like Irgen Juro. He said this just to make himself feel at ease. He felt that she was soft-hearted and wanted her to tell the story about Irgen Jueluo.

Leave it all to him to prevent her hands from getting stained with this dirt.

Yuan Wense said: "Okay, I also want to hear why she wants to kill me. I was so worried just now that I didn't even know what I was worried about. Now that I have given you such advice, I feel better. I was wrong.

It's her, why should I feel so uncomfortable? Bad people must have their retribution."

Lao Shi praised: "Fenghuang's words make sense. You are absolutely right to think so."

Yuan Wense pursed her lips and smiled.

The two of them put on their clothes and got out of bed in the middle of the night. Yuan Wense naturally took out the firebrand from the space and lit the lamp. Lao Shi took the lamp and supported Yuan Wense with one hand, and the two of them entered the warehouse.

There were only doors on both sides of the warehouse without windows, and it was a bit stuffy. Lao Shi closed the door but did not close it tightly. Yuan Wense pointed to the big box in the corner, and a dull hum came from inside.

Lao Shi opened the lid of the box, raised the lamp and looked inside. A little oil leaked out and dripped on the woman's face, making a sound of snow and pain.

Ergen felt that Luo Shi's voice was already charming, and if he made such a sound again, he would probably make men cringe when he heard it, but Lao Shi frowned after hearing it, feeling that the delicateness was so artificial and annoying.

A group of young sons in his family still have baby-like voices, but there is still a big difference between the real tender voice of each of them and this artificial one. People who are used to hearing it will find it especially uncomfortable.

Lao Shi took the man out, and Ergen felt that Luo was crying half charmingly and half charmingly: "Master, master, please spare Nunu."

That soft and charming one is just dripping with water.

When Old Eleven looked at Ilgen, he felt that Luo Shi's eyes were covered with cloth several times by Yuan Wense. His hands were tied behind his whole body. Although the binding was not particularly tight to the flesh, his whole body was wrapped with strips of cloth from his shoulders to his feet, with countless strips in between.

It is difficult for a man to escape from so many knots, let alone a woman.

Lao Shi took her out and looked at her for a few times. He found that there was nothing wrong with her and stuffed her back. He said in a rough voice: "Who are you?"

Ergen Jueluo said: "Master, I am Wu'er. The charming Wu'er..."

Lying on grass!

Lao Shi trembled all over. The soulless thing actually seduced Fenghuang in front of him. He really wanted to beat her to death.

Shameless woman!

"Tell me why you want to plot against Prince Dun Fujin."

Ergen Jueluo said: "Sir, Wu'er doesn't..."

Lao Shi grabbed her hair and dragged her out of the box again and pushed her directly to the ground. The painful Ilgen felt that Luo Shi rolled around and screamed: "Ah!"

Old Eleven stepped on her mouth with his foot and muffled her screams: "Give you another chance to answer properly, why did you plot against Prince Tun Fujin? This time, if the godfather is not satisfied with the answer, he will

I’ll give you ten lashes!”

Irgenjue Luoshi cried: "I said, I said, I said..."

"explain."

"I don't know who it is."

Lao Shiyi hugged Yuan Wense into his arms and brought her face close to his arms. He pressed her head with one hand to prevent her from seeing it and kicked Ergen Jueluo Shi to the ground.
Chapter completed!