Chapter 132: What are you afraid of, dead people can't speak

When Zhao left.

An Ruoxi looked at the stiff and gunpowder-like back.

Playing with the silver ticket in his hand, he asked the fat rooster next to him: "What do you think Zhao wants to get on me?" ”

Without waiting for the fat rooster to answer, he said, "It doesn't matter, anyway, no matter what she wants, don't think about it." ”

stretched his waist, looked at the silver ticket in his hand and said happily: "If you have money, let's go eat delicious food." ”

Erha, who was stealing tomatoes, heard that it was delicious, and Saya ran over and wagged her tail.

The mouth was full of tomato juice, and the evidence of stealing food was not wiped out.

An Ruoxi looked at its stupid and cute appearance, and reached out to stroke its dog head.

When Ah Jing heard this, he immediately said excitedly: "Master, let's go shopping, I've always heard that shopping is fun, but I've never been there." ”

The fat rooster rolled his eyes and said arrogantly: "What kind of street are you shopping in a well." ”

Erha nodded solemnly: "That's it, it's different like us." ”

After saying that, he held his head high, with a domineering and cute expression of 'you must take me there, or I will demolish the house', so cute that An Ruoxi's face was bloody, and the movements of her hands sped up.

Ah Jing said there: "You discriminate against the well, I also want to play, if you don't play, I'll cry to you." ”

An Ruoxi really wanted to go out and have a while, and thought about it: "Wait a minute, let's see if my husband can come back early, if we can go again, go to bed later, and eat in the town at night?" ”

The fat rooster also knows An Ruoxi's urine, and he has to think about the male owner in advance.

When they were waiting for the man here, Zhao sat in a carriage and scolded back to An's house along the way, still angry, and his face was very ugly.

The mother-in-law and maids didn't dare to speak, for fear of being beaten and scolded.

"Madame, what's going on?" Butler Zhao Li had something to do in the afternoon and didn't follow.

Zhao said angrily: "It's not that little yet. ”

After spending more than a hundred taels of silver, and without asking anything, Zhao Shi poured his anger on Zhao Li: "What kind of medicine did you give me, that cheap seed doesn't remember anything." ”

Zhao Li waved his subordinates back, and when there were only two people left, he held her in his arms.

I didn't care when I saw her struggling, I just comforted her.

When she stopped struggling, she explained: "This poison is called love, and if you drink it, you can't remember what happened before." ”

Zhao frowned: "Then what should I do?" Damn slut, still playing this hand when you die. With a vicious look in his eyes, he said, "Wait, don't you want to leave it to your daughter, I will find it out, and then send the slut to the underground to reunite with the slut." ”

Zhao Li caressed her back and whispered in her ear, "Okay, don't be angry, baby." ”

After speaking, go and kiss Zhao's earlobe, that is her sensitive point, which can make her feel it immediately.

Only then did Zhao soften his expression, enjoying the physical pleasure that Zhao Li brought to him.

When the atmosphere was thick, a voice sounded outside the door.

The two quickly separated, straightened their clothes, and breathed slowly.

An Baozhen hurriedly pushed the door and asked anxiously: "Mother, does An Ruoxi remember the past?" ”

Zhao's face suddenly fell, and he said angrily: "I don't remember anything." ”

When An Baozhen heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said again and again: "That's good, that's good." ”

Zhao's tone was even worse: "What's good, now we have to find a way to get her up." ”

An Baozhen's eyes were red when she was scolded, and she said cowardly: "She has to remember, what about her daughter?" ”

Zhao said indifferently: "What are you afraid of, dead people can't speak." ”