Zhou Wanqing had an injury to her right foot and didn't take a bath for four or five days. Fortunately, she has been staying at home for the past few days and has not gone out, and her body is not too dirty. But even so, it has long exceeded the limit of her heart's patience.

Today's Chinese New Year's Eve, Zhou Wanqing's ankle sprain was just a little better, and she couldn't wait to take a bath.

Meimei took a hot bath, and Zhou Wanqing's mood was much better. When she came out of the bathroom and went back to the bedroom, Zhou Wanqing glanced at it, and she saw her mother-in-law sitting on the sofa with Liao Junhao's family watching TV in the living room downstairs.

What made Zhou Wanqing a little strange was that she didn't see her uncle Liao Junhao. She thought that Liao Junhao had gone out to answer the phone, but she didn't care.

I couldn't watch the Spring Festival Gala this year, and Zhou Wanqing felt a little regretful.

"There should be a replay on the network tomorrow, and it's not too late to watch it then." Thinking like this in her heart, Zhou Wanqing pushed open the door of her bedroom and walked in. She didn't notice that the locked door had been opened.

Liao Junhao hid behind the bedroom door, and Zhou Wanqing never found out. She entered the house, closed the door, wiped her hair with a towel, and walked to the bed.

Then, Zhou Wanqing saw the broken mobile phone on the floor of the bedroom. She was slightly stunned, and before Zhou Wanqing could react, she felt like she was being pushed to the bed from behind.

"Ah......" was suddenly attacked, and Zhou Wanqing called out. Before she could shout, a large hand covered her mouth. Then her body was thrown on the bed as well.

"Zhou Wanqing, you ****! Do you have to want to marry me as a concubine? So you were thinking that the old cow was eating the tender grass. Shen Qiu's student didn't have any hair, where is my good. I'll give you a taste of my awesomeness tonight. ”

As soon as the person behind him spoke, Zhou Wanqing could tell that it was Liao Junhao. She struggled desperately, kicking and scratching, Liao Junhao is a man after all, and he is naturally dominant in terms of body. Zhou Wanqing felt that one of Liao Junhao's hands reached in front of her body, picking up her pants.

Zhou Wanqing felt extremely angry and humiliated in her heart, and she bit Liao Junhao's hand fiercely covering her mouth.

"Ahh Liao Junhao screamed and retreated from Zhou Wanqing's body, he raised his left hand, only to see blood dripping on it. This bite was too hard, and a piece of meat on the palm of Liao Junhao's left hand was bitten off by Zhou Wanqing.

Zhou Wanqing broke free from the restraints and shrank to the head of the bed. Instead of shouting, she frantically opened the drawer of the bedside table, looking for something inside.

Liao Junhao was bitten, and the evil thoughts in his heart were completely aroused, he stared at Zhou Wanqing viciously, and said: "Even if your finger is bitten off today, labor and management will grass you!" After he finished speaking, he took off his clothes and walked in the direction where Zhou Wanqing was.

The bedside of Zhou Wanqing's bedroom was made into a cabinet, and she had been churning in it since she broke free from Liao Junhao's shackles just now. There are constantly things thrown out by her, panties, pregnancy avoidance, toilet paper, all kinds of messy things.

Liao Junhao looked at Zhou Wanqing's back, and sneered as he approached: "What are you looking for?" No one can save you tonight. I'm going to *grass* you tonight! Liao Junhao came to Zhou Wanqing's side, his hands had already touched Zhou Wanqing's pajamas, he saw Zhou Wanqing just looking for something without saying a word, thinking that she had given up resistance, and his heart was excited.

"If you want to *grass* me, kill me first!"

Zhou Wanqing turned around suddenly, and then a crossbow was pressed against Liao Junhao's chest like that. The crossbow had already been loaded, and the cold metal arrow was attached to Liao Junhao's chest, so that the fire of desire in his heart was completely extinguished.

The Empire banned guns, but not crossbows. Imperial citizens who have reached the age of 18 and can apply for a crossbow license after registering with the public security organs. With a crossbow license, you can buy a crossbow at a specialty store.

This kind of hand crossbow is not a model, but a regular small hand crossbow still in use in the army, which can shoot through two layers of steel plates within twenty meters, and is more powerful than small pistols, but the disadvantage is that it cannot be fired in bursts.

"Late ...... Late sunshine. Don't be impulsive, it's all family, and you have something to say. Being held to his chest with such a crossbow, Liao Junhao's legs were weak, and the cold sweat on his forehead flowed down at once.

"Who the is family with you!" Zhou Wanqing burst into foul language, she picked up a vase on the bedside table and smashed it directly on Liao Junhao's head, the vase shattered, and Liao Junhao fainted.

"Whew!" Liao Junhao was knocked unconscious, Zhou Wanqing let out a long breath, and tears flowed out at this time. Her hand holding the crossbow was shaking, and she couldn't stop.

In the living room, Mrs. Liao hugged her grandson and her daughter-in-law to watch the Spring Festival Gala together. Wan Jiao found that her husband had been away for more than half an hour, and she said a little strangely: "Where did Junhao go?" It wouldn't take that long to make a phone call, would it? ”

"Men's affairs, women don't care." Mrs. Liao glanced at her and said pointedly.

was said by her mother-in-law, Wan Jiao's face was a little unpleasant, but she endured it and did not continue to speak.

After a while, there was movement in the bedroom of Zhou Wanqing upstairs. Several people heard it despite the loud sound of the TV in the living room.

"Grandma, there's a voice in Auntie's bedroom." Mrs. Liao's grandson raised his head and looked at the second floor and said.

"Good grandson, don't worry about her, let's watch the party." After speaking, Mrs. Liao glanced at her three daughters-in-law with her eyes, and said sternly: "Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, let's just sit here and watch the party and celebrate the New Year, no one is allowed to think about it!" ”

Liao Junhao's wife and three concubines all heard the movement from upstairs, and combined with what her mother-in-law said now, the three of them understood something in their hearts. Wan Jiao lowered her head and bit her lip stubbornly.

"Day and night, I didn't expect her to be inserted." Wei Fangfang was straightforward and said a word.

"Shut up, you!" Mrs. Liao glared at Wei Fangfang.

Liao Junhao's son, who is more than five years old this year, looked at his grandmother, then at his mother and three little mothers, and some did not quite understand what these adults were talking about. However, he was soon attracted by the program of the party.

The eyes of the five adults in the living room were watching TV, but their minds were all on Zhou Wanqing's bedroom on the second floor.

Seven or eight minutes later, the door to the second-floor bedroom opened. The five of them looked up in unison.

Zhou Wanqing limped down from the second floor wearing pajamas and carrying a crossbow. Her face was expressionless, her eyes were red and swollen, her hair was not dry and looked a little messy, and her pajamas were stained with blood.

"You...... What did you do with Junhao? Wan Jiao stood up from the sofa and asked in a trembling voice. When she saw the crossbow in Zhou Wanqing's hand, she was both afraid and hateful. is afraid of her husband's accident, and hates Zhou Wanqing and her own mother-in-law.

"You gave you the key to the bedroom door?" Zhou Wanqing ignored Wan Jiao, she stared at Mrs. Liao deadly, aimed her crossbow at her chest, and asked coldly.

"I gave it. You want to kill me? Mrs. Liao stood up and looked at Zhou Wanqing, without any intention of dodging. Although she was also pointed at by a crossbow, her appearance was much stronger than Liao Junhao.

"Auntie, are you hurt? The clothes are covered in blood, huh? Mrs. Liao's five-year-old grandson looked at Zhou Wanqing innocently and asked.

Zhou Wanqing glanced at Mrs. Liao, and pulled the trigger of the crossbow arrow with an indifferent expression.

"Don't!" Wan Jiao screamed.

Mrs. Liao closed her eyes, put her arms around her grandson, and protected him tightly behind her.

"Liao Junhao is fine. However, from today onwards, I, Zhou Wanqing, have nothing to do with your Liao family! ”

Zhou Wanqing's resolute words came from her ears, and Mrs. Liao opened her eyes to find that Zhou Wanqing had opened the door of the villa and walked out. A crossbow bolt stuck in the wall behind her, the tail still trembling.