Chapter 1997： White tiles, sharp thin blades (1/2)

Song Yuzi felt a fiery sting in her cheek.

You don't need to look, you know that the volume has scratched his face.

But what is this?

Isn't he hurt enough by her? In an invisible place, there are more than one **** wound.

”Measure, you will know my good, I really love you, as long as you... as long as you...” He held down her desperately struggling hand, ”Just a little bit, whether it's mind or body, you give I can do it...”

However, the capacity cannot be weak or yield.

In a hurry, she waved her hand, slapped her face, and slapped Song Yuzi in the face.

With so much force, his face turned to one side and he immediately swelled up.

Song Yuzi was shocked by the power bursting under extreme anger and fear.

But he didn't have time to continue, because he heard the wind behind his ears...

He can let his capacity ”injury” him, because he knows that she can't do any substantial harm to him, let alone he is willing to let her vent her anger.

But other people can't.

Song Yuzi took the capacity meter and leaned aside, avoiding what was about to hit her head.

Huh!

It is the sound of ceramics.

The volume was too high, she saw the fragments of porcelain, but she felt lighter.

Song Yuzi was actually pulled away.

She sat up and looked at Xiao Xiaobao who was fighting Song Yuzi with some shock.

Isn't he in the bedroom, isn't someone looking at him? How did he come here?

Xiao Xiaobao's anger seemed no less than Song Yuzi's.

With his current size, he could even be tied with Song Yuzi.