"Why don't you answer me." Zuo Modu asked her.

  Ji Li was finally forced to be anxious, and threatened him with a bit of ruthlessness in his eyes: "You'd better let me go." ”

  Zuo Modu chuckled: "Why, you want to kick me again, you can't kick it." ”

  Ji Li's eyes darkened by two points, Zuo Modu hadn't realized the danger coming, and half-showed off his strength and pinched her waist with his elbow.

  This is really a hornet's nest, Ji Li smiled evilly, and stopped showing mercy. Zuo Modu inadvertently saw her ill-intentioned look, and as soon as he became a little vigilant, a sharp pain came from his waist.

  It's a real pain!

  Ji Li picks people carefully - this is related to her experience.

  She has never planned to play false with the enemy since she was a child, she does not believe in superficial kung fu, she can fight as hard as she wants, and she never needs bells and whistles.

  At this time, the subconscious attack is an indiscriminate attack - but even so, it is still a little merciful.

  Otherwise, Zuo Modu's ordinary human body, even if it is a leader in its kind, don't think about withstanding her intentional attack.

  Zuo Modu involuntarily let go of his hand, covered his stomach, and ...... his ribs

  His expression was uncontrollably ugly, as if he couldn't believe that Ji Li really couldn't bear to do such a poisonous act to him.

  Seeing Zuo Modu's complicated expression, Ji Li clapped his hands, and said in a hurry: "I have already reminded you." It's you who don't let go. In other words, you deserve it.

  After listening to this, Zuo Modu felt that his whole body hurt.

  He knew that his wife was ruthless, but he didn't expect to be ruthless to this extent.

  Can't she see how much pain he is now, isn't she a little guilty?

  Didn't she have the slightest intention of making amends?

  Zuo Modu took a deep breath, so that he could stand up straight, he grabbed Ji Li's hand and pressed it against the wall, and said as if he was cruel: "You are my wife, I can't touch it, who can touch it?" ”

  These words somehow annoyed Ji Li, and he stepped on Zuo Modu's feet fiercely.

  This time, Zuo Modu held back, did not let go, did not back down, did not even suffer pain, and even said provocatively: "Do you only have these two tricks?" ”

  Ji Li sneered: "How is it possible, there are too many, I'm afraid you won't be able to stand it." ”

  As a result, Zuo Modu had the most painful experience in his life - from his wife.

  For many years to come, Zuo Modu was still concerned, just because Ji Li's method of holding down his tendons was too cruel and too familiar, which made him regret it while he was in pain.

  He already knew that the person in front of him was not the so-called Xiao Tiantian, but the little demon king, and he would definitely not offend her without a long eye!

  After Ji Li restrained the person, he said cruelly: "How about it, can you stand the third move." ”

  This is no longer a matter of losing face, no matter how much Zuo Modu wants to maintain the majesty on the surface, he still can't bear the pain in his body, his eyes won't blink in an instant, he gasps in pain, and looks at Ji Li's eyes are complicated.

  This is a physiological pain, no matter how much a person usually can't withstand the little devil's charged attack, not to mention that Ji Li has a lesson in his mind, so naturally it is impossible to pick it up high and put it down.

  After pinching his tendons and playing with him a few times, watching his face change back and forth as he wished, a smug smile finally appeared on Ji Li's face: "My Young Marshal, why don't you speak?" ”