Wife wants to remarry: The poisonous young man's enchanting strategy

The bright moon looked at the night mark, and the tone had obviously begged, and the smart eyes had a tear like pain

But let the flame of hatred in his eyes burn even more.

"Kneel down and beg me."

"No, don't cut my hand, sister, sister, help me!"

Over there, tomorrow seems to be able to see the scene in the secret room, crying.

The bright moon looked at the night mark. Her eyes were desperate. She bit her lips and didn't let herself make any unnecessary sound. Her knees seemed to soften. She stared at him without moving her eyes. So, slowly, slowly, knelt in front of his legs.

"I beg you, let him go!"

With these words, the last trace of strength of the body was pulled away and fell down softly.

A pair of big hands blocked between the body and the floor in time, and then attached a ring neck.

"If you want to escape in this way, I won't let you succeed!"

In such a big room, the dim yellow light is ambiguous, and the light gauze curtain blocks the peeping of the moonlight outside.

The large double □□□, curled up with a touch of petite body, next to a slender body leaning at the head of the bed.

The rough big hand teased the black silk hanging from the weak shoulders, and the eyes tightly locked the beautiful sleeping face with closed eyes.

"Well..."

I felt the itching between my neck. The bright moon woke up and opened the Black Tan like eyes on my head.

"Where is this? Where's my brother?"

The first reaction of the moon is to keep a distance from the person in front of you.

"He is still alive. Whether his hand will be cut off depends on your performance."

"What do you mean?"

The bright moon looked at the night mark in horror and thought of the incomparable humiliation in her mind.

"I've done what you said. Why don't you let him go?"

"Did I say I was satisfied?"

Night Mark said, lying on □□, holding his chin in one hand, looking directly at the person who avoided him.

The lazy posture looks very tempting.

"You can't keep your word."

The bright moon was so uncomfortable that she couldn't find powerful words for a moment. She felt very angry like a child.

Her simplicity aroused Yu's hope, which had been repressed in yehen's body. Her eyes sank and she didn't want to talk nonsense. Her long arm used to pull hard, and Mingyue's whole body rushed into his arms and was pressed under him in an instant.