Yang Xiaoshuang didn't say anything, she rolled up her sleeves and began to work, and then went into the kitchen to make dinner.

The Yang family went bankrupt many years ago, and Yang Xiaoshuang and her younger brother have depended on each other over the years, she is half a mother, and she has raised her younger brother, so although she is young, she can do any housework and cook good dishes.

Ye Er quickly walked over and reprimanded Ye San, "Ye San, what are you doing, are you taking a fancy to someone, how old is she, you want to do it at such a small age?" ”

Ye San is so lustful, especially the young, he wiped his palms obscenely, "Second brother, I haven't met the right appetite for a long time, you don't care about this matter." ”

The night is very calm, but he slowly raised his head, the pair of blue eyes fell from the file to the slender figure in the kitchen, Yang Xiaoshuang was delicate and beautiful, but the 18-year-old facial features have not yet grown, and the palm-sized snow hatching face is inlaid with a pair of black grape-like apricot eyes, looking isolated and cold, like a dark orchid in the air, which is very special.

Ye Wuwu hooked his thin lips, and a somewhat playful smile appeared on his sickly handsome face, he recognized Yang Xiaoshuang, she was the little girl who bit him many years ago.

After all these years, there is still a tooth mark on his right arm, which she left behind.

What a coincidence.

How can it be so coincidental?

As if he had thought of something, he laughed to himself, his smile grim and eerie.

……

Ye Wuwu went back to the bedroom, and then went downstairs, he went to the dining room and poured himself a glass of water, when the sound of Xi Suosuo's undressing was heard in his ears.

In the kitchen, Ye San forcibly hugged Yang Xiaoshuang and put his hands up and down, "Xiaoshuang, I like you very much, I fell in love with you at first sight, now you are from me, I will make you happy, you want to die." ”

With a stabbing sound, Ye San tore the clothes on Yang Xiaoshuang's body.

Yang Xiaoshuang protected herself with her slender arms, and as soon as she looked up, she saw the night worry-free outside the door.

Ye San froze, begging with flattery, holding Yang Xiaoshuang and refusing to let go, "Young master, I..."

Ye Wuwu stood in the dim light, the expression on his face was not real, his blue eyes moved from Ye San's face to Yang Xiaoshuang's face, glanced at it lightly, and then said indifferently, "Hurry up." ”

After saying that, Ye Wuwu pulled his legs and left.

The three joys of the night, the night is worry-free, this is conniving at him to exert a strong explosion, he pushed it backhanded, directly pushed Yang Xiaoshuang on the cooking table, and then hurriedly took off his pants, "Xiaoshuang, I can't wait." ”

Ye Wuwu wanted to go into the living room, but after taking two steps, there was a snort behind him, the sound of a knife inserting into flesh.

Ye Wuwu stopped, and then turned around, only to see Yang Xiaoshuang holding a fruit knife in his hand, and now the knife had all stabbed into Ye San's abdomen.

In an instant, blood poured out.

Blood splattered on the girl's immature but delicate little face, but she didn't blink her eyes, and a pair of isolated and cold apricot eyes looked at him quietly.

"Night Three!" At this time, Ye Er hurriedly ran over, reached out to catch Ye San who had fallen, and covered his blood-soaked abdomen, "Come on, come on!" ”

The men outside all came in, carried Ye San out, and went straight to the hospital.

Soon, there were no worries left in the villa and Yang Xiaoshuang.