Young General's Sweet Wife

Xiao Waner took the scissors from the servant and walked towards Mu Nuanzhou.

"Handsome Madam, I beg of you, please tell Miss Xiao to stop. You can't let her do this!" Aunt Liu, who had also been captured, begged with his throat broken.

Chen Rong remained indifferent and continued to protect her, "So what if I cut her face or cut her hair? My daughter's face is worth more than her life. "

"Let go of Young Miss, don't touch her! If you have anything to say, just say it to me, scrape my face, and don't touch Young Miss! " Aunt Liu hysterically shouted at the servants holding Mu Nuanzhou down, but she was currently at her wit's end. No matter how she struggled, she could not struggle free from the servants holding her down, and could only tear up anxiously.

"Don't be like this, I really didn't do it on purpose." Mu Nuanzhou was pressed to the ground by two people, and the two of them stepped on the back of her hand. The other maid rudely grabbed her long hair, and forced her head up.

Mu Nuanzhou's scalp went numb, she looked at Xiao Waner who was holding onto the scissors with a sinister look on her face, after all, her eyes were filled with fear, and she instinctively retreated, "No, no!"

"Am I going to shave you first? Or should I cut your hair first? " Xiao Waner used the scissors to stroke Mu Nuanzhou's beautiful face, the cold sharpness of the knife made Mu Nuanzhou shiver in fear.

Seeing her like a sheep that could be slaughtered by others, Xiao Waner felt extremely carefree in her heart. She smiled and took a strand of her hair and said: "Why don't I cut your hair first, then slowly shave your face, and scare you a little more."

The more she struggled, the more fiercely Xiao Waner used his hands to grab onto her hair, pulling on her scalp until it was numb and painful. He had even brushed past the back of her ear, leaving behind a bright red wound.

"Let me go!" Mu Nuanzhou powerlessly shouted out. Seeing strands of her waist-long hair landing on the floral carpet in front of her eyes, the feeling of being powerless increased her heartache.

"You bunch of despicable villains, why are you bullying my Young Miss? Let her go, if you have anything to say, come at my wife, I'm begging you!" Seeing Mu Nuanzhou being bullied by a group of people in such a way, Aunt Liu cried until her voice turned hoarse, but no one paid attention to her.

"Little vixen, seducing my brother? You even dare push me? You're crying, begging for mercy, why aren't you making a sound?" Xiao Waner looked at Mu Nuanzhou who closed his eyes, bit his lips and remained silent.

Mu Nuanzhou opened his eyes and looked at her stubbornly and fearlessly: "I think no matter how much I cry or beg for mercy, Miss Xiao still won't let me go. After all, you and Xiao Zhan are siblings, and the two of you are the same type of savagery, arrogance, and unreasonable."

"You … I'll shave your face right now! " Xiao Waner was so furious that he no longer cared about cutting her hair in half. He used his sharp scissors to stab at her flawless white face.

"No!" Aunt Liu shouted in shock, his entire being struggling even more.

Mu Nuanzhou closed his eyes in despair, waiting for this moment that would ruin his appearance.

If it was said that girls did not care about looks, then that was impossible. Of course Mu Nuanzhou cared about looks, and was afraid as well, which was why he shut his eyes tightly.

But after waiting for a while, the pain he anticipated did not come, only the muffled sound of something dropping on the carpet, followed by Chen Rong's panicked voice: "Liangchuan, why are you here?"