happy ex-wife

Chapter 2312 Let me tell you a story ([-])

Lawrence seemed to know something already, he looked at Shui Anluo with precaution.

After Chu Ningyi sealed the door, he returned to his original posture, still at the door, just to give this woman a space to take revenge without being disturbed.

"Then what happened next?" Shui Anluo looked up, looked at the giant dragon that often roared in her dreams, then slowly lowered her head, and took off the colored contact lenses from her eyes.

Lawrence watched, then took a step back abruptly. These purple eyes were the same as those back then.

"Does it look good?" Shui Anluo asked with a smile, "I heard that Auntie's eyes are also this color." Shui Anluo's voice was low, but it was this kind of voice that made people even more frightened.

"Oh, by the way, let's continue the story." Shui Anluo patted himself on the head, as if he just forgot.

"Because the painter liked to hear about the dragon family, she told the painter that every destined suzerain of the dragon family was born with a real dragon to protect her. Look, our dragon family has another real dragon " Shui Anluo said, looking up at the dragon, "There is another dragon that can protect the master, and another magical young dragon that can protect the hearts of all creatures in this world."

Lawrence was cornered by Shui Anluo. She found a dagger in her hand, and when she approached Lawrence, the dagger slid gently on his face, "The next thing is the important point."

The dagger scratched his face, it was cool and piercing.

Lawrence wanted to escape subconsciously, but the moment he moved a point to the right, another dagger was stuck a millimeter away from his ear.

Ears, burning pain.

Chu Ningyi didn't seem to even raise his head, but he was playing with another dagger in his hand at the moment, as if warning Lawrence that he could try in another direction.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Painter, it's better not to move around. After all, none of us are good men and women, and I have no hobby of painting with such dirty blood." Shui Anluo said, holding a dagger again in Lawrence's room. He patted his face, he looked like a living demon.

The demon that Chu Ningyi indulged.

"So, Mr. Painter told the woman, as long as you help me trap that young dragon in a certain place, I will return to your side." Shui Anluo said, as if emotionally unstable, with a swipe of her hand, There was a bloodstain on Lawrence's face.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little excited about telling the story, and my hands are slippery." Shui Anluo said apologetically, "It hurts, you know, my master taught me to hold a scalpel before, and even taught me what angle to swipe across It hurts the most, what kind of angle doesn't hurt, I have been doing surgery for so many years, and I have never used this angle, does it hurt?" Shui Anluo's voice was light and light, with trembling ease.

It's just that when the master was mentioned, the brows of the people behind couldn't help but frown.

Lawrence's face twitched from the pain, and he subconsciously tried to hide, but was blocked by Chu Ningyi's other dagger on the left.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Lawrence, why are you so disobedient?" Shui Anluo said with sympathy, "My Brother Chu, he doesn't like people who repeat themselves over and over again. If Mr. Lawrence wants to continue, I'm afraid The next dagger will be inserted here." Shui Anluo said, holding the dagger and pointing at Lawrence's eyebrow.

(End of this chapter)