Wen Tao withdrew his hand suddenly, he turned his head unnaturally, for fear that Li Mianmian would find out that he was not Wen Tao at all.

He is Wen Yanxuan who changed bodies with Wen Tao!

The old man in the wheelchair spoke in a hurried tone, "You, you kill me quickly, it's me Wen Tao who owes you!" ”

Why is it that his actions and words are getting more and more wrong?

Li Mianmian was puzzled, but pretended not to know.

Simply, the little hand rested on his disabled leg, and the chin lightly touched the arm, and the look was very pleasant.

She said glutinously: "Grandpa, don't say bad things, today is your birthday, you should celebrate happily, how can it become a death?" ”

The more harmless he looked, the more scared Wen Tao was.

I saw him snatch the knife from Li Mianmian's little hand and stab it unceremoniously at his neck.

"Smack!"

said that it was too late and that it was fast, Li Mianmian was not an ordinary person, and he was keenly aware of Wen Tao's motives.

She got up and sneered, her little hand slapped violently, and Wen Tao's knife was vigorously knocked out when it was about to approach her neck.

Li Mianmian raised his eyebrows, and a strange red glow flashed between his eyes.

"Grandpa, you are really cunning, do you want to carry so many secrets into the coffin?"

Wen Tao shook his head, "I don't know, I don't know anything, don't ask me!" Don't try to scare me, I'm a dying man, there's nothing to fear! ”

"Don't know?"

Li Mianmian sighed helplessly, and then leisurely walked to the side and picked up the knife.

When he returned, the knife stabbed Wen Tao in the thigh without warning.

"Ah!!h

The pain came suddenly, and Wen Tao screamed.

The smile grew even more eerie as he screamed and the blood rushed up his legs.

She said coquettishly: "Grandpa, you just tell your granddaughter all those secrets quietly, okay!" ”

The lovely face has the shyness of a girl, like a little angel.

Wen Tao didn't have the heart to appreciate it at all, he wanted to pull out the knife and held Li Mianmian's hand.

It's a pity that although Li Mianmian's hands are small, they are as stable as Mount Tai.

She even intensified, holding the knife and gently spinning in a circle in Wen Tao's flesh.

The sound of knives churning in the flesh, mixed with Wen Tao's screams, plunged the whole room into a fear of death.

Li Mianmian struck the hot iron, and suddenly approached Wen Tao's face, a pair of bright red eyes blinked innocently, this pitiful appearance was completely inconsistent with the cruel movements in his hands.

Her cherry lips opened slightly: "Grandpa, did you arrange my fall from the building?" ”

Wen Tao broke out in a cold sweat and screamed: "It's your eldest sister, it's Wen Shiwan!" ”

"Oh? Really? ”

Obviously distrustful, the knife in his hand advanced a little more towards the base of his thigh in the flesh, bringing up a hideous blood groove.

Wen Tao shouted even more fiercely: "I beg you, kill me, for the sake of me being your relative, give me a good time." I don't know, don't ask! ”

Jiang is really still old and spicy, those people before, but some pain and fear made them collapse, but Wen Tao was uncompromising in consciousness.

Although Li Mianmian praised him a little more.

But it will never let him get his wish!

She praised it: "It's worthy of being a grandfather, it's just not ordinary." Let me change the question, Wen Shiwan has become what she is now, did you plan it single-handedly? ”

Wen Tao was already in pain and his face was hideous, the wrinkles were tightly entangled, and his body was soaked with sweat, but he still sneered: "It's not me!" Your father did it! ”