After Sheng Tingye finished speaking in an understatement, he turned around and left without even looking at Chu Zhixin.

"Hey, Brother Sheng, are you leaving now?"

Situ Xuan looked at the man's superior and free-spirited back, realized that he had lost his temper, and shouted anxiously: "I was joking with you just now, why did you take it seriously? Don't worry, my little wife is still your little wife,

Even if I save her, she is still your little wife, and I will not mess around with you!"

"It doesn't matter, you can do whatever you want."

Sheng Tingye turned his back to them, made an 'ok' gesture, and left this place of right and wrong without looking back.

Situ Xuan was unable to persuade him to stay, so he stayed where he was with a confused look on his face.

Is this second brother Sheng really so generous that he doesn’t even want his wife?

He looked back at Chu Zhixin, who was still tied up, as if he was looking at a gift 'to be opened', feeling a little embarrassed for no reason.

"Well, sister-in-law, don't be afraid. My jealous second brother Sheng is probably jealous and has run away, so I can only take care of you for the time being."

This was the first time in four years that Situ Xuan called Chu Zhixin ‘sister-in-law’, just to show that he was ‘pure in mind’ towards women.

But now it seems that the more polite he is, the more he means that "there is no three hundred taels of silver here".

There is no way, who makes Chu Zhixin, wearing a transparent tulle skirt at this moment, too 'criminal'!

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Chu Zhixin's mouth was sealed with tape, and she could not speak. She could only make a soft sound like a kitten, and shook her head violently, looking like she was overly frightened.

"Don't worry, I'll help you untie the rope first."

After Situ Xuan finished speaking, he was busy untying the rope for Chu Zhixin.

The rope was a bit thick and wrapped around the woman's body, loop after loop, and couldn't be untied for a while.

The bodies of two people will inevitably stick together.

The woman's seaweed-like hair, exuding a faint fragrance like lilac flowers, passed over Situ Xuan's handsome cheek, like ants crawling across the tip of his heart, itching extremely.

"Don't worry, Ma...it will be untied soon!"

Situ Xuan took a deep breath and suppressed the uneasy feeling in his heart.

Tsk, tsk, it's time to die. How did he know that the little wife he disliked the most in the past could be so charming? Who wouldn't be confused by such a sexy and lovely look?

Finally, all the ropes were untied.

Situ Xuan was already sweating profusely, not because he was tired, but because he was nervous.

Chu Zhixin, who had regained his freedom, was moving his limbs gently. There were red marks on his skin that had been stretched by ropes, and he looked very pitiful.

"Let me help you take off your mask. Not to mention that you look good wearing it. You have a pitiful feeling, not as aggressive as usual..."

As Situ Xuan spoke, he carefully took off the mask for Chu Zhixin.

However, the moment the mask was taken off and he met the woman's eyes, he realized that this was not his original intention at all!

"You...you are..."

Situ Xuan was so shocked that he took a step back, staring at the woman as if he had seen a ghost.

The woman's eyes are as clear as springs, frail yet tenacious, exactly like the eyes of Chu Zhixin.

Not only that, the outline of her facial features is also very similar to that of Hatsumi. It can be said that she is a replica of Hatsumi.

It is not difficult to understand why Situ Xuan admitted his mistake.

The woman quickly pulled off the tape on her mouth, looked at Situ Xuan with tears in her eyes, and said excitedly: "Sir, thank you for taking me. If it weren't for you, I would definitely have fallen into the hands of another man. Then I

I was dead, but you saved me... From now on, I am yours."
Chapter completed!