Chapter 293 (1/2)

”Why don't you talk? No one treats you as a mute!” In particular, it's best not to talk. Every time you talk, you look like a hooligan. I began to eat the food in the bowl.

This is the five spice porridge cooked by Shen Xun. At the same time, it is also his unique technique. The porridge is very fragrant.

Shen Xun just smiled helplessly. He thought silently in his heart: in this life, he is only a hooligan to you. I heard that men are not bad and women don't love. Just being bad to you can make you love me deeply and inseparable from me!

As soon as the porridge was finished, the mobile phone rang.

”Hey, miss caiyuxin, I don't know what's going on. There are a lot of reporters at home, blocking his wife to ask questions, and his wife fainted!” Aunt Li hid aside and said in a low voice. There was also a look of tension and anxiety in her voice.

”What?” I frowned. ”These people are too much. What won't come at me?” Mother is in poor health, and she fainted again, these damn reporters.

”What's the matter?” Shen Xun asked with an eyebrow.

”The reporters went to my mother's house to ask about me.” I said calmly.

”Do you need me?” Asked Shen Xun.

”No, I'll go first. You're busy. I'll call you if necessary.” I still refused, he said.

It's impossible that every time the reporter interviewed, Shen Xun was nearby, so it's better to deal with it by himself.

In a hidden deep mountain, Xiao Luo was tied to a cross. She was beyond recognition. Her clothes were broken in countless holes and torn to pieces.

If you look carefully, you can vaguely see that there are many tooth marks on Xiao luo'er.

Ling Luoyan sat opposite Xiao Luo Er. Next to him, there was a gray wolf. The gray wolf was half as tall as Ling Luoyan. His two tusks were exposed and stained with blood.

Little luo'er was also dying at the moment, and she couldn't shout out the severe pain. This feeling that life is better than death is really too painful!

”Please... You, give me a... Happy, or let me go. As long as you let me go, I'm... Willing to be an ox and horse for you.” Little luo'er said weakly.

Ling Luoyan touched gray wolf's forehead, and gray wolf also enjoyed Ling Luoyan's touch.

He crooked the corner of his mouth and said to little luo'er, ”I don't need to be an ox or a horse. You're so weak and your mind is so bad that you can't help me at all. It's better to be my favorite dish of Chinese food, let it tear you up bit by bit, and eat your meat into its belly.”

Then he put the gray wolf forward.

”No... no!” Little luo'er's eyes widened in horror, and his voice was hoarse to the extreme. Every voice was very difficult, and his throat was painful beyond words.

”Ah!”