Palm sweet wife: deeply beloved by mysterious husband

Murong Jin pushed her into the room according to Murong Shi's neck.

Seeing Murong Jin's rough treatment of Murong poetry, Lin Xinya hurriedly chased after him: "Xiao Jin? What are you doing? Let go of your sister! "

Murong Jin sneered, "I don't have such a sister."

Murong Jin pushed Murong poetry into the bathroom.

Lin Xinya wants to follow in.

Murong Jin closed the door and locked it.

Murong Shi struggled desperately, "Murong Jin, what are you doing? You let go of me! "

Murong Jin turned on the tap, filled the basin with water, pressed Murong Shi's neck, pressed her head into the basin, and said coldly, "Murong Shi, do you think you are my sister, we are sisters with the same father and mother, I can't help you? I didn't clean you up before. I didn't bother to clean you up, but I didn't expect you to be so cheap! Discredit me everywhere! It's you who want to die, no wonder I! "

Murong Shi's head was pressed into the basin, and the water poured into his mouth and nose. In a moment, she couldn't breathe.

Her heart was full of fear, her hands and feet fluttered and struggled.

Murong Jin pressed her head and refused to let go.

Lin Qingya patted the door of the bathroom outside and screamed in panic: "Xiaojin, Xiaojin, what are you doing? Let your sister out quickly. "

There was no sound in the bathroom.

Lin Xinya looked back helplessly and begged to Murong minister and Murong Yu, "brother Chen, ah Yu, save the poetry quickly. You can't let Xiaojin come!"

Murongchen looked at the door and said coldly, "don't worry about her. She's too rude. Someone should teach her a lesson."

Lin Xinya begged, "even if someone teaches her, it should be your father's lesson. What qualifications does Xiao Jin have to teach her? Xiao Jin is Shi Shi's sister! "

"I taught her?" Murong Chen looked at her coldly, "I want to teach her a lesson, but every time I don't say a word, you stretch out your hand to protect her!"

"Why did Murong's poems develop such a fearless temperament? You're not used to it! "

Lin Xinya's face was pale and her lips trembled. "Brother Chen, how can you say that about me?"

Murong Chen said coldly, "what I said is the truth! What, isn't it? "

Lin Xinya opened her mouth and said, "brother Chen, poetry is a sensible child. You should reason with her. Don't yell at her. She knows everything."

Murong Chen sneered, "only you think she is a sensible child."

Looking at Murong Chen's cold and alienated eyes, Lin Xinya was very nervous.

Her helpless eyes looked at Murong Yu and begged, "ah Yu, you advise Xiaojin to release the poetry quickly. If there is anything wrong with the poetry, Xiaojin can't get rid of it."

Murong Yu said faintly, "Mom, I think what my father said is reasonable. Poetry should be taught a good lesson, and you can rest assured that Xiaojin has a sense of propriety, and poetry will be fine."

Seeing that her husband and son were not on her side, and the sound of running water and messy struggle came faintly from the bathroom, he was frightened. He didn't know what happened to his baby daughter. A heart seemed to be thrown into an oil pan and suffered badly. He wished he could rush in to suffer on behalf of Murong Shi.

She gave birth to three children. Only Murong poetry is the most intimate, like her heart.

At the moment, her heart is sharp. I don't know what she's suffering in the bathroom. She's like the soft meat in her heart. She can't even breathe smoothly.

In the bathroom.

Whenever Murong Shi couldn't breathe, Murong Jin took Murong Shi's head out of the water.

When Murong Shi breathed well, she pressed Murong Shi's head back into the basin again.

Four or five times, Murong's poems were tossed to death.

Murong, I swear, it's none of your business to take Murong out of the water brocade. If you don't, I won't take her out of the water brocade. If you don't, I won't take her out of the water brocade

Murong Shi gasped for breath. He couldn't speak until a long time later. "Murong Jin, this madman, I'm going to kill you!"

Murong Jin sneered, "you are really a thief, shouting to catch a thief. Am I crazy? Who can make you crazy? We used to be a close sister of my parents. I'm doing well. You should be happy for me. But you compare with me everywhere. If I'm a little better than you, you'd like to step me into hell. I've never seen such a vicious woman as you, a snake and a scorpion, and an animal! "

Murong Shi struggled desperately, "Murong Jin, you let go of me, you let go of me! If you treat me like this, let my mother know. My mother will never let you go. "

Murong Jin sneered, "you really don't cry when you don't see the coffin!"

Murong Jin grabbed her hair with one hand and pounded her belly with the other.

After learning from her bodyguards for many years, she not only learned how to protect herself, but also learned how to beat people, which can hurt people without hurting them.

Murong poetry was beaten and screamed bitterly.

This time, because her voice was too sharp, Lin Xinya, waiting outside the door, heard it and changed color in horror.

She slapped the door panel desperately, "Xiaojin, Xiaojin, what are you doing? Let your sister out! "

Murong Shi heard Lin Xinya's voice and cried, "Mom, help me quickly. Murong Jin is crazy. Please help me quickly!"

Murong Jin grabbed Murong Shi's hair and slapped her in the face.

Murong Shi was beaten and screamed repeatedly. Finally, "poof" spit out several bloody teeth.

She was afraid of being beaten and begged vaguely, "I'm sorry, Xiaojin, I'm wrong. I won't dare again. I'm wrong. Don't fight again."

Murong Jin said coldly, "swear as I just said!"

Murong Shi cried and raised her right hand, "I swear I will never do anything to hurt Murong Jin from now on, or I will be struck by thunder..."

Murong Jin said coldly, "remember what I said today. I'll forgive you again today. Next time, I promise you'll be worse than today!"

After that, she grabbed Murong Shi's arm, opened the door and pushed Murong Shi out.

Murong Shi stumbled a few steps and fell to the ground.

Lin Xinya screamed and rushed to her side, knelt down and touched her face, "poetry, poetry... What's the matter with you?"

She burst into tears.

Lin Xinya saw her wet head and upper body, as well as her swollen face. She was distressed like being stabbed by a knife.

She looked up at Murong brocade and glared, "Murong brocade, are you crazy? How dare you do this to her? She is your own sister! "

Murong Jin condescended and looked at her coldly, "am I crazy or are you crazy? When she discredited my reputation again and again, why don't you ask her, she is my sister, how can she discredit me everywhere? "

Lin Xinya was speechless when questioned. After a long time, she said stiffly, "then you can't hit her!"