Chapter 92.1 (1/2)
”You? Xinhai
”You don't care who it is, you men don't have a good thing anyway.”
”Ha ha, you just know now?” Xin Zezhao is so angry that he smiles back. Now Liang Xiaoyu even dares to think about Xin Hai in front of me. He was too kind last night! Let her still have so much strength
This is really a wrong for Liang Xiaoyu and underestimated his physical strength. Now Liang Xiaoyu is totally relying on the resentment and anger in his heart.
”You Do you want to imprison me? ”
”It's a good idea.”
”Xin Zezhao, you are insane. Don't go too far!”
”Are you sure you want to seduce a psycho like this?”
Liang Xiaoyu rushes back to the bed and covers himself tightly, then stares back.
When Xin Zezhao sees Liang Xiaoyu, who is stubborn and doesn't understand the amorous feelings, his anger won't stop for a moment. He doesn't have such good self-control if he stays any longer.
”You pack yourself up.” Then Xin Zezhao left Liang Xiaoyu in the room and left alone. Of course, for the hedgehog who can talk back to him, Xin Zezhao carefully locked the door.
Does he really want to lock himself in here?
Liang Xiaoyu looks at the empty room and is more desperate.
But she still dragged her exhausted body to the bathroom. Liang Xiaoyu couldn't bear the smell and smell of xinzezhao. She rinsed herself hard for many times, and even made her already green skin turn red.
Because the clothes were torn to pieces by Xin Zezhao, who was not as good as the beast, but he couldn't help wearing them. Liang Xiaoyu had to hide on the bed around the white towel.
One night's fatigue, plus just spent a lot of energy arguing with Xin Zezhao, Liang Xiaoyu couldn't resist the deep tiredness even if he was hungry, so he slowly fell asleep again.
The mellow taste of food awakens Liang Xiaoyu, who is sleepy and struggling to get up. There is no way. He is already beating gongs and drums in his stomach. If he doesn't eat anything, he will starve to death.
Following the taste, Liang Xiaoyu sees Xin Zezhao with a box standing in front of the dining table in the living room, looking at her funny.