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Jian Tingting's yin and yang strange voice came, and then she walked towards her with a gloomy face when she smiled.

That smile made the hair stand on end.

And she still had a small fruit knife in her hand, and her expression of gnashing teeth seemed to want to cramp and peel her.

Yes, why did she forget it? Jian Tingting, like her, longed to die on the seventh day of the first month!

And now she is in her eyes, isn't it the seventh day of the first month.

"Woo, woo......"

Lan Xiyu looked at Jian Tingting and kept shaking her head.

Compared with Lan Xizhao just now, she is more afraid of Jian Tingting now.

This woman is crazy, she can do anything.

Jian Tingting had already come to her side, sat down on the edge of the bed, played with the fruit knife in her hand, looked at the "seventh year of the first month" with a fierce smile and said, "You are very afraid of me? It turns out that you are also afraid? I thought you were not afraid of heaven and earth! Aren't you the eldest brother who supports you and is not afraid of anything? Didn't you say that even if you kill and cripple me, with Jian Yiyang, you have nothing to be afraid of?"

As she spoke, the fruit knife in her hand shook in front of her, and it was only a centimeter away from her face.

"Uh......h Woo......"

Lan Xiyu looked at her with a panicked and frightened face, and her whole body kept shrinking back, but she had shrunk to the far corner, and there was no place to retreat at all.

"Hehe," Jian Tingting smiled grimly again, revealing a mouthful of her white teeth. However, at this moment, this mouthful of white teeth looked so terrifying in Lan Xiyu's eyes.

"I didn't expect it, didn't expect you to fall into my cousin's hands one day, right?" the fruit knife in his hand moved closer to her, shaking his head and sighing very politely, "It's a pity, such a beautiful face!

Suddenly, his face sank, and a touch of hatred crossed him: "Slut, you are my brother who used this face to confuse! You see that I don't destroy it now! I let you use something to confuse my brother, why are you! Why! You are just a slut, why do you get such an excellent man as my brother! You still let him not even squint at the corner of his eyes at me! Slut, I will ruin your face now! You have no face, and you have been fucked by your cousin, I see what face you have to face my brother! I ruined it!"

After speaking, the fruit knife in his hand slashed down without hesitation.

"Phew!"

The sound of the tip of a knife cutting through flesh.

"Ahh

The smell of blood filled the room.

Red blood trickled down her cheeks, across her neck, and into the white quilt.

In an instant, the white quilt was dyed red.

Of course, Jian Tingting would not be satisfied with just this stroke.

The knife fell in his hand, and he did not hesitate to slash down on the other side of the face.

"Haha, slut, now I'll see how you can seduce and lure my brother again!" Looking at the two "Xs" drawn on the left and right faces of "Chu Qi", Jian Tingting smiled very madly.

Yes, finally, the face of the slut in the seventh year of the first year was ruined, and the person was also slept with by his cousin.

What face does she have to seduce and seduce her eldest brother?

Her breath finally came out.

"The seventh day of the first month, slut, are you very unwilling!

Jian Tingting shook the fruit knife in her hand, and said with a crazy and proud look at the painful and distorted "Chu Qi".

Lan Xiyu really had the heart to kill her.

endured the great pain on his face, and his eyes were full of anger and glared at her, as if he was glaring her out of a hole with his eyes.

Jian Tingting, I will definitely get this account back.

You remembered it for me.

I, Lan Xiyu, have never been easy to mess with.

Lan Xiyu's eyes were full of resentment and murderous aura.

Her face hurts, her body hurts, she hurts all over her body.

Lan Xizhao took a shower and walked out of the bathroom, wearing a sky-blue bathrobe, her hair was wet and still dripping.

glanced coldly at the disfigured "Seventh Month" on the bed, casually walked to the side of the sofa and sat down, took a cigar, lit it and smoked it.

Cocking Erlang's legs, he spit out a layer of smoke rings, and said to Jian Tingting without being salty: "Why are you so heavy?"

Jian Tingting glanced at the "seventh day of the first month" who was glaring at her angrily, and smiled faintly.

Turning around and walking towards Lan Xizhao, he sat down beside him, "Is it heavy? I don't think so! Cousin, what did you say would happen to Jian Yiyang if you showed her what she looked like now?"

Lan Xizhao glanced at her indifferently, and suddenly the corners of his lips hooked up a deep smile of unknown meaning, "Don't you send it over and try it?"

Jian Tingting was stunned, "Yes, I'll send it now! By the way, did you take the photo just now?" ”

As he spoke, he reached for Lan Xizhao's mobile phone on the coffee table.

But he was held down.

"Cousin?" Jian Tingting looked at him puzzled, not understanding why he didn't let him take his mobile phone.

Lan Xizhao looked at her expressionlessly, and said coldly: "I don't like others to touch my phone!"

His voice was very cold, and there was a hint of depression, which made Jian Tingting stiffen slightly.

After frozen, he could only let go of the right hand holding his mobile phone and pursed his lips and smiled at him, "I know, I won't be in the future." I send it on my own phone. ”

Only then did Lan Xizhao let go of the hand that was holding her hand.

Jian Tingting took her mobile phone and took a wild shot at the "seventh day of the first month", and then decisively sent her photo to Jian Yiyang.

She thought that Jian Yiyang would call soon.

Indeed, her phone rings quickly, prompting a text message to enter.

Jian Tingting thought that it must be a text message from Jian Yiyang.

Quickly tap on your phone.

It's true that Jian Yiyang came back, but ......

What's going on?

Jian Tingting held her mobile phone and stared at the text messages she received, unable to believe her eyes.

"Thank you!"

These are the two words sent by Jian Yiyang.

Thank you?!

He even said thank you to her?

What do you mean?

Jian Tingting looked at these two words in her mobile phone, in a daze.

I can't guess what Jian Yiyang means at all.

"Cousin, he ...... He...... What does this mean?" Jian Tingting handed the phone to Lan Xizhao and asked with a blank face.

Lan Xizhao wrinkled his brows, looked at the two words in the phone, and then looked at the "seventh day of the first month" on the bed.

Suddenly, a very bad thought crossed his mind.

Won't it ......

Shit!

A low curse in my heart.

"Cousin, what's wrong?"

Seeing his eyebrow-twisting movements, Jian Tingting was even more puzzled.