The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 238
In the room, Jun Moli tilted the ring slightly.

A stream of steaming hot spring water gurgled from the ring.

In an instant, the room was surrounded by mist. When Bai Lan was pushed and dragged in by the old man, she saw the bucket of steaming spring water, and her eyes were full of gold coins.

A lot of money, just use it for bathing, isn't it too wasteful?
It's better to package the spring water and sell it for money while they are all out.

Thinking about it, her eyes were filled with greed, and the saliva couldn't help but dripped from the corner of her mouth.

Seeing her greedy appearance, Jun Moli could guess what she was planning without even thinking about it.

"Master, you go out first."

"Okay." The old man responded happily, then turned and walked out the door.He had just walked out of the room, but as if he suddenly thought of something, he turned back and said, "Don't stay inside for too long, dear boy."

After giving Jun Moli a glance, the old man closed the door and walked out in peace.

As soon as he left, Jun Moli immediately threw Bai Lan into the bucket.

"Hey, what are you doing, I haven't undressed yet."

Being caught off guard and thrown into the bucket, Bai Lan took a distressed look at the holy spring water that had been muddied by her, feeling pain in her heart.

Money, it's all money!
"Don't think I don't know what you're up to." Jun Moli glanced at Bai Lan coldly: "You have already muddied this bucket of water, so don't think about it anymore, wash it quickly."

After finishing speaking, she turned and walked out of the room, leaving Bai Lan alone in the room to take a bath.

Looking at where she left, Bai Lan's chest was really tight.

Asshole, why can she know everything she thinks, it's so unfair.

Taking off her clothes resignedly, Bai Lan washed her knotted hair while feeling sorry for the precious water.

Since the water can't be sold, it can't be wasted. It has to be washed for a while, so as not to suffer.

After leaving the room, Jun Moli stood guard at the door without moving.

Seeing her stubbornness, the old man couldn't help but sighed softly, gently pulled her sleeves, and dragged her into a corner.

"Master, you haven't left yet."

"Where are you going, I guess you didn't understand the old man's eyes." He gave her a look of hatred, and the old man clung to her ear and whispered: "While she is taking a bath, let's write and leave here quickly." .”

"leave?"

"Stupid, the old man tried every means to get her to take a bath, just to take this opportunity to sneak away with you."

"..."

"Don't you really want to take that burden with you?"

Looking at the old man indifferently, Jun Moli was silent for a moment.

Just as she was hesitating, she suddenly felt that something was wrapped around her ankle.

Looking down at the ankles, they saw a long and thin silk thread tightly binding their ankles together.

"Master, we seem to be unable to leave."

Following her gaze, the old man also saw the silk thread.

He tried to tear off the silk thread with his hands, but discovered Tunao martial arts.

"My boy, cut it off with your dagger."

"it is good."

In response, Jun Moli took out the dagger from the ring.

As soon as the dagger touched the silk thread, the thread broke in two immediately.

"Go, don't be found by her."

Pulling on Jun Moli's sleeve, the two figures flashed quickly and disappeared in front of the door.

As soon as they left, the door was suddenly opened from the inside, and a woman with stunning appearance appeared at the door.

(End of this chapter)