Lovely wife, my husband is not human

"What are you doing! Let go! Let me go!"

Su Mile was forced to stand up by the muscular man.

"If you don't let go, I will call the police!"

"You don't even give brother face?" The muscular man persisted and pulled her to the booth.

"Crack" with a crisp sound.

Before Su Mile recovered, she saw Tang Xiaoru standing proudly in front of the muscular man.

"Son of a bitch, how dare you hit me!"

"Crack" was another crisp sound.

"What's wrong with beating you? It depends on your mood when you hit you?"

Just as the muscular man was about to fight back, he saw a dozen or so men standing behind Tang Xiaoru, all tall and burly, and ran away silently with their tails between their legs.

"Thank you." Su Mile did not expect that Tang Xiaoru would come to help her.

"Come to my booth." Tang Xiaoru twisted her waist, leaving her a sassy back.

In the previous psychological portraits, I still felt that the words and deeds of these sisters were very immature. Looking at it now, this kind of occasion is her home field.

Tang Xiaoru cut to the chase: "Gu Junting sent you to follow me?"

Su Mile neither admitted nor denied, and looked ahead calmly: "You must be very troubled now."

Tang Xiaoru glanced at her in surprise, and she continued: "The biggest effect of lingering in this kind of drinking place all day is to numb your empty heart. There are secrets that cannot be said in your heart."

After saying this, Tang Xiaoru was stunned for a moment, and then forced a smirk: "Sister, you are here to make a joke."

"You are very dangerous now, you made a deal with the devil." Su Mile said this pretending to be mysterious, originally to defraud Tang Xiaoru, but Tang Xiaoru completely broke his defense as soon as the words came out.

"Who are you, you all go down, go down!" Tang Xiaoru waved away the fresh meat of the male models on the left and right.

There were only the two of them left on the deck.

Su Mile shook her head: "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is who you are?"

Tang Xiaoru's expression suddenly became cloudy, and she raised the corner of her mouth to show a terrible smile: "Want to know? How about we play a game?"

Su Mile read a malicious taste in this smile, and she was beating drums in her heart.

What I just said was too obvious.

Mistake!It shouldn't be so rash, it's all because this woman helped her out of the siege, making her let her guard down rashly.

There was no turning back when he opened the bow. He had said everything, but he could only see the tricks. Su Mile immediately said seriously: "Okay, what game?"

"Drink, drink and beat me, I'll tell you."

Tang Xiaoru pushed the blue enchantress on the table towards Su Mile, and made a gesture of invitation.

Su Mile lived with her grandfather since she was a child, and rice wine is indispensable on the dinner table. The wine is strong and cowardly. In order to strengthen the courage of her granddaughter, the old man also let her drink a little wine from time to time, so she is not bad at drinking.

"Okay." She readily agreed.

Blue Demon Fairy's cocktail doesn't have a high alcohol content. She didn't understand why she chose this wine to compare the alcohol content, but after taking a sip, a tingling feeling like an electric current hit her head instantly, and she understood.

It was too late when he realized it, and after drinking, Su Mile collapsed on the booth as soon as his body softened.

The wine was drugged.

"Take her to my car."

After Su Mile heard Tang Xiaoru's words in a daze, the muscular man came from the dark and held her on his shoulders.

It turned out that there was no such thing as helping her get ahead, the muscular man was arranged by Tang Xiaoru to act for her.

Su Mile regretted underestimating this woman, and the numbness came again. This time, she closed her eyes and was completely unconscious.

When she woke up again, there was a hazy darkness in front of her eyes. Her mouth was sealed with tape, her hands and feet were bound and she couldn't move, and there was the sound of rumbling engines in the small space.

She realized that it was the trunk of a car.

She regretted not discussing with Mingguang, and came out to investigate the case alone. She thought that she could settle the case without Mingguang, but now she made a wrong first step and sent the sheep directly to the tiger's mouth.

About half an hour later, the car stopped and the trunk was opened. Su Mile immediately closed his eyes, pretending to be in a coma.

"How is it? You are satisfied with the package I brought this time." It was Tang Xiaoru's voice.

"The appearance is indeed not bad, even more beautiful than your current skin."

The voice of a vicissitudes old woman answered, but Su Mile couldn't help but sneak a glance.

That old voice actually came from a girl who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a brown-gray long hoodie and a Gargamel attire.

I'm afraid this is the painted skin demon itself.

Tang Xiaoru said again: "Then can you give me back what I traded now? Without that, I really can't live with Gu Junting."

The Painted Skin Demon giggled strangely like a crow: "Silly girl, without that thing, men will only love you more."

Tang Xiaoru closed the trunk lid again, and said angrily: "You said that as long as I find you something that satisfies you, you can return it to me, why? Are you planning to go back on your word now?"

The Painted Skin Demon smiled even more strangely: "I never break my promise, but you don't seem to understand that what I want is not one, but two, and you have to help me find a man."

"You! Sit on the ground and raise the price!" Tang Xiaoru said angrily with her arms akimbo.

"I've said it before, I never break my promise, as long as you find another man who satisfies me, I'll give you back what you want." The Painted Skin Demon fiddled with her pair of hands covered in red nail polish. hand.

Tang Xiaoru thought for a moment, then replied, "Okay, it's a deal."

Su Mile was carried out of the car by the Painted Skin Demon and tied to a console.

I don't know where it is, except for the operating table that bound her, there are European-style bronze mirrors all around, and there is a huge and broken crystal chandelier above her head.

"Since you're awake, don't pretend to be asleep." The Painted Skin Demon said lazily and contemptuously.

Su Mile simply opened her eyes wide, and stared at her directly: "The demon administration will not let you go."

"Oh? You're a mere human, yet you know about the Demon Management Office." The Painted Skin Demon became interested.

"Of course I know, and I also know that you are a demon, a skin-peeling demon who specializes in skinning people."

"Picking skin demon? I still like when they call me a painting skin demon."

Su Mile speculated that the reason why the demon wanted to find a male figure was for the imprisoned male demon. He rolled his eyes and thought about it: "Do you want to know that the male demon was imprisoned in the demon?" Which cell in the prison?"

"I don't want to." The Painted Skin Demon answered two words lightly, laughing wildly, then said triumphantly, "Because I don't need you to tell me."

Su Mile broke out in a cold sweat, staring straight at the strangely shaped but extremely sharp knife in Huapi Yao's hand.

Now she is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, she can only silently recite Ming Guang's name ten thousand times in her heart.
Mingguang, save me!