Xiao Fengchun's golden lotus was hidden behind the red tent, looming and indistinct, but the slender white and tender legs were twisting and wriggling, stirring people's hearts. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She watched with satisfaction as the man approached with deep steps, chuckling, her lips were like a crescent moon, but the brilliance spilled into her eyes, brightly sticking to the depths of the man's burning eyes.

"Zhou Lang! Are you here to take Xiao Fengchun's life? "A soft call, with a long and mournful sigh, I want him to be loved and pampered.

The man was already in front of her, naked as a newborn baby, trembling slightly, and like a bright and clean little rabbit crawling under the paws of a wolf, just waiting to be slaughtered.

He or she was so close that the tip of her nose almost touched his heaving chest, and he could see tiny beads of sweat on the tip of her nose.

The man was still silent, and his breath was deep and shallow.

She seemed to have made up her mind and muttered, "Xiao Fengchun wishes to die in Zhou Lang's arms!" You can make it whatever you want! The fingertips holding the handkerchief suddenly loosened.

The handkerchief flew down lightly, as long as it was a normal man, his eyes at this time must be fixed on the undulating snow peak red flowers, so crystal beautiful, it is indeed a rare beauty in the world.

Xiao Fengchun straightened his back like a tight bow, stretched out his soft and smooth arms like a snake, and grabbed the man's neck as fast as lightning, and was already emotional, and the bright red at the bottom of the armor seemed to be dripping blood.

The man should still be greedy for the beautiful scenery on her chest at this time, and she thought so, and smiled even more charmingly, her fingertips so close to the skin on the nape of her neck that she could feel the hairs tightly stretching.

Some people say that a duck with a beak can fly! Xiao Fengchun didn't believe it before, but now she does.

Her face suddenly turned pale and gray, her eyes opened in horror from the pain, the muffled whimper in her mouth, the pain of being crushed and wrapped in her feet, which swept through her whole body again, making her instinctively withdraw her arms and want to shrink into a ball.

Xiao Fengchun finally understood why it hurt so much!

Her fingers were dripping blood, and it was almost a river of blood.

This cruel and ruthless man cut off all ten of her fingers, such beautiful and bright fingers, how many men put the peck in the mouth, but now they are dripping and rolling on the ground.

If her feet are broken, she can cover them with porcelain shoes, and her fingers are gone, and she is a waste person who kills people in Israel.

"Gods and ghosts" never raise waste people.

"You're trying to confuse me!" Zhou Zhenwei snorted disdainfully, turned around and left, but he didn't even look at her.

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The second room, nudging, squeaking, was pitch black and empty.

The third room is unoccupied, and the fourth room is unoccupied........ Up to the seventh.

The door creaked softly, and at the same time, the candle flame was instantly lit, and the room appeared bright.

There was more than one man in the house, a woman, a baby, and a maid.

There was more than one person in the house, and Zhou Zhenwei brought Hu Ji and Ji Ping.

The woman was dressed in half-new clothes, her hair was slightly loose, and a strand of hair was shaken by the baby's hand.

She sat at the table, and there was a bowl of porridge on the table, and she took the spoon and fed it to the baby, spoonful by spoonful.

The maid sat on the other side of the table, lowered her head, and embroidered a handkerchief in her hand, the silver needle was shiny, more poisonous than the lotus leaf dart held by Zhou Zhenwei in the palm of his hand.

The one who sits waits for the one who is standing to speak, and the one who stands waits for the one who sits to speak.

The atmosphere grew cold, and the baby grunted, and the candle flame shook and burst into flowers.

"May I ask who is Hall Master Liu?" Zhou Zhenwei was the first to speak, and he didn't have much patience to confront him here.

Qiao'er has a pregnant belly, she is more and more dependent on him, and her mood is also changeable, and when she goes back late, her eyes are red again.

"This master is good at joking, how can Hall Master Liu be his daughter?" The maid raised her head to answer, her face was slapped, and her expression was as timid and timid as before.

"Xiao Cui!" Ji Ping blurted out.

"It's also the woman who sells noodles at the stall." Zhou Zhenwei made a mistake and stared at the silver needle in her hand, and said in a deep tone: "It's a pity that the best beef didn't poison us." ”

"If you don't die, you can always be stabbed to death." Xiao Cui raised his eyes fiercely, with deep resentment in his eyes, and with a flick of his sleeves, dozens of silver needles, together with the one on the handkerchief, shot straight towards Zhou Zhenwei and the three of them like fairy scattered flowers.

Zhou Zhenwei and the three of them were not sloppy, they quickly took off the hat and blocked it in front of them, the silver needles were strange, and they all brushed and sucked it up, and the roots were rooted on the top of the hat.

Xiaocui stood up in a daze, her face was so strange, it was as green as willow, and there was a stream of black blood overflowing from her lips, looking down, and a lotus leaf dart was inserted in her chest.

"Cui Sanniang, looks like a young girl, but she is twenty years old, and she is good at poisoning needles." Zhou Zhenwei's voice was like Satan's urging: "I was a disciple of the Peach Blossom Gate, and I was expelled from the sect for misconduct, and twenty days later, dozens of disciples from the Peach Blossom Gate were suddenly slaughtered." You, the culprit, are hiding here. ”

Xiao Cui was so sudden that she couldn't support it anymore, she was missing a leg, so she fell very hard, and there was a dull thunderous "bang", as if she had fallen straight into hell.

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"You broke into people's houses and killed their maids. It depends on the owner to beat the dog! ”

The porridge in the bowl had bottomed out, and the woman spoke slowly, put down the spoon, hugged the baby tightly, and coaxed "oh oh" in her mouth.

The plain face is quiet and warm because of the love for the child.

"Adult, it's the middle of the summer, how can you wrap the child in a quilt?" Hu Ji leaned closer to Zhou Zhenwei and muttered in his ear.

The room was airtight, cramped and stuffy, and he was wearing only a single shirt, and he was already sweating and raining.

"Is that master to blame me?" The woman looked up and looked at her with sorrow, as if she were about to burst into tears: "My poor boy is sick all the time, and no one wants to cure him, not even his father dislikes him!" ”

Zhou Zhenwei suddenly thought of Yuqiao, and remembered the two babies in the bulging belly, lively and noisy like fish, which made the lady cry unbearably.

I have to let him caress and kiss him, so that he can be satisfied.

How can there be a father and mother who don't love their own babies!

"Be careful, sir!" In an instant, he was pushed hard by Hu Ji, and then he came to his senses, and the woman didn't know when she had stood up, and smashed the baby in her hand at them.

The mother, who still loves her children a lot, is now like throwing away a bag of garbage, and she is extremely disgusted.

Ji Ping hurriedly stretched out his hand to take it, how could he tolerate such a poor child falling to the ground alive and falling to his death.

Zhou Zhenwei heard another grunt.

Aunt Zhao Susu is a warm-hearted middle-aged woman who has raised two sons, three daughters, and two grandchildren and three granddaughters.

She babbled on and on saying that babies could cry or scream in several ways, either happy, hungry,, or sick.

Zhou Zhenwei accompanied Yuqiao to listen, and Yuqiao turned his head and told in a coquettish voice: "Zhou Lang should write it down, don't forget it." ”

He really wrote them down, and it was deep in his mind.

So the baby's voice is creepy and weird.

When he raised his eyes, he saw that the baby was thrown high and was falling sharply, Ji Ping had stretched out his arm and vowed to take it firmly into the crook of his elbow.

Zhou Zhenwei raised a kick, kicked Ji Ping's arm with the momentum of thunder, and kicked him backwards in pain, and his hand hung down quickly.

He didn't catch it, and the baby fell to the ground.