Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 232 I really want to give you two slaps (5)

Murong Li's face was gloomy, and he snorted coldly in his heart.

Make it up!

Just keep making it up!

Does Shen Zhiyong have the guts to bully the emperor?

I wouldn't believe it even if I killed this king!

Taking a peek at Murong Li's face, seeing that he still didn't respond, Shen Jingshu could only bite the bullet and continue talking.

"After knowing the truth, I naturally felt resentment in my heart, and immediately regretted it. Who would have thought that they would stun me in a frenzied manner and force me into the sedan chair."

"When I woke up in the sedan chair, seeing that the matter was a foregone conclusion, I had no choice but to wait until night before absconding."

"I thought that on such a festive day, you must have a few more drinks. It will be more convenient to escape at night."

Speaking of Shen Jingshu, he blinked aggrievedly, his eyes were full of water, and he looked so pitiful and pitiful.

"My lord, you must believe me, everything I say is the truth, I can swear to God."

It's a pity that the poisonous oath, which has always been very useful, failed to impress Murong Li.

Casting a cold glance at Shen Jingshu, Murong sneered sharply: "Is it finished?"

Shen Jingshu was stunned with a "crack".

Why is this style of painting wrong?
At this time, shouldn't he have believed her words, gritted his teeth angrily, scolded Shen Zhiyong as an asshole, and then shouted that he would deal with Shen Zhiyong severely when he went back?

Why didn't the plot develop in the direction she expected?
Blinking in a daze, suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind, Shen Jingshu said anxiously: "My lord, what I said is true."

"Hmph! Do you think this king is a three-year-old child?"

Murong Li looked down at her condescendingly, his eyes were very cold, and there seemed to be a dangerous dark light in his eyes.

"Calculate carefully, it has been four months since you escaped marriage?"

"The night is just right tonight, and the noise outside the tent just adds to the fun. I think tonight is a good time to make up for the bridal candles you owe me."

"Tell me, do you want to be on the top or the bottom? You have injuries on your body, and you can't be bumpy due to fatigue. I think it's more suitable for you to be on the bottom."

As Murong Li spoke, she really started to untie Shen Jingshu's clothes, Shen Jingshu's phoenix eyes widened, a mouthful of saliva stuck in her throat, and she almost choked herself to death.

"Cough!" Coughed a few times, and when she was calm, she hurriedly stretched out her hand to stop Murong Li's thieves, and said anxiously: "Murong Li, you rascal, I am seriously injured, you can get out of here too hand?"

"Rogue beasts like to take advantage of people's danger, don't they?" Murong Li said with a serious look.

"Since you already know that this king is a rogue beast, what else is there to make a fuss about?"

Murong Li is strong and strong, and Shen Jingshu is ill, his whole body is limp and weak, so naturally he will not be Murong Li's opponent.

She had already exerted all her strength, but Murong Li easily stopped her blocking hand, and raised her hand above her head to restrain her.

Such a humiliating posture reminded her of many pornographic plots in which the domineering president disregarded the wishes of the heroine, and she really felt hematemesis.

Murong Li, you bastard, don't let my sister get the chance, otherwise my sister will definitely explode your ass!
The resistance was futile, and the powerless Shen Jingshu no longer resisted.

She was already injured, and she didn't want to do unnecessary struggles to make her injuries worse. In the end, she was too seriously injured and died.

If she wants to take revenge, she has to live first!

There were too many strange things in her mind, so she didn't notice that the strength of Murong Li's hands was actually very light from the beginning to the end, and she was always avoiding excessive force and excessive movements that would hurt her too much.

　#These two days the boss took over a batch of photos, more than 2000. Lao Qiu’s eyes are so dizzy and sore when he batches the photos every day. Two updates...#
　　
　
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