The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

When did you treat him as a boyfriend?

When did you treat him as a human?

The more A Zheng thinks, the more angry.

He did not move Yuan Xingyue, but took out a small bottle from his pocket.

His hands were shaking, which was caused by anger.

He poured out the contents of the bottle, a small one as big as a mung bean.

Looking at the five men on the ground, he threw the small medicine into their mouths.

"What did you give them?" Yuan Xingyue vaguely felt something was wrong.

A Zheng took a deep breath, "The man ate a lot before it burst. I ate one of them, it won't be so cruel. One person will make you hi. Five people...you can enjoy it."

"You..." Yuan Xingyue finally knew.

A Zheng sneered, his eyes blushing, "How? Doesn't it taste good. Unfortunately, you didn't experience it. However, they can make you experience it."

Meng Ying watched this scene coldly.

A touch of sarcasm rose from the corner of his mouth.

"Meng Ying, you let me go! You let me go!" Yuan Xingyue can only ask Meng Ying for help now.

"That won't work. He paid." Meng Ying smiled brightly, "All you can ask for now is him, not me."

Yuan Xingyue saw the weak men stand up.

Upon seeing this, A Zheng walked to the door and opened the door.

Meng Ying also walked to the door.

"Azheng, Azheng, I beg you, you let me go..." Yuan Xingyue cried anxiously, "Azheng, I was wrong, Azheng..."

A Zheng has no scruples.

He stood at the door, waiting for Meng Ying.

"Meng Ying, Meng Ying, you help me. I can give you what reward he gave you. I will give you double, ten times!" Yuan Xingyue was very scared.

That sense of fear has surrounded her.

A Zheng suddenly became a little worried.

Yuan Xingyue's soul power must be stronger than him. If Meng Ying really turned around to help Yuan Xingyue, can he still leave here alive today?

"Yes." Meng Ying smiled.

A Zheng's heart suddenly tightened.

"You don't need to pay anything, I will think of a way for you for free so that you don't have to suffer."

Yuan Xingyue is already in a hurry to go to the doctor.

Her eyes are full of expectation and hope.

"You commit suicide. You are dead, no matter what they do to you, you don't have to take any harm." Meng Ying curled her lips.

Yuan Xingyue's face was as gray as death.

When Meng Ying went out, Yuan Xingyue moved freely.

She rushed over.

A Zheng is faster than her.

Close the door quickly and lock it.

A Zheng pulled the doorknob, gasping for breath.

Now, he heard the sound inside the door.

Yuan Xingyue's pleading and crying, mixed with the violence of men, faintly came from inside.

Meng Ying glanced at A Zheng.

A Zheng held the doorknob in his hand, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were stretched.

"If you can't bear it, it's still too late." Meng Ying leaned against the wall and kindly reminded.

A Zheng took a deep breath and let go of the doorknob. "There is nothing reluctant."

Meng Ying tilted her head to look at him, "Am I on a mission?"

"Thank you." A Zheng slackened his whole body.

During this time, he really suffered.

The moment he closed the door, he felt that he was alive.

Meng Ying shrugged indifferently, "Take the money to eliminate disasters. It should be."

When the two of them walked to the road, Meng Ying's car stopped by the side.

She glanced at A Zheng.

"Where are you going? Do you need to see you off?"

A Zheng's eyes were a little confused.

He asked Meng Ying, "Should I live in another place?"

"That's your business."