Chapter 112 (1/2)

Li yanye's handsome eyebrows twisted slightly and asked fiercely, ”did you buy her women's supplies? And why didn't you wake her up?”

”I, I didn't buy it... I don't know how to use it and how to buy it... Besides, I'm an old man. Let me buy this kind of thing? Wouldn't it be too strange?!” Zhao minglie also frowned, his face green and red.

Li yanye's answer was a white eye, plus a sentence: ”fool, won't you call the company's woman to buy it?”

Zhao minglie suddenly realized that, yes, it can still be like this!

Li yanye suddenly felt something was wrong, because if it were normal, the woman would have been coquettish to get involved in the topic between him and Zhao minglie. But today, even if he came, the woman didn't wake up.

I just keep my eyes closed and I don't know what I'm talking about in my mouth. The sickly flush on the cheeks seemed to be sick, and it didn't feel right at all.

”Yi... No, don't... father... I hear... You don't... Do it to night... Please... Don't... Do it...”

The woman on the plank bed seemed to be haunted by nightmares. Her hands clutching the blanket were so tight that her veins protruded. She seems to be begging someone not to start with ”night”, that is, Li yanye.

Li yanye put his ears over the woman's lips and wanted to hear more news. He slowly opened his mouth and asked, ”who is the man who wants to start with the night?”

Only at this time, a woman's defensive heart is the weakest. Taking advantage of this opportunity, she may be able to get some unexpected news. Yao Ruolan had no grievances with his eldest brother. Even if it was seduction, it was just for some money. But if you want to kill your brother, you don't know who is behind it.

”No, I can't... I can't tell... Night... He can't fight him... He will die... But I don't want night... To die... Want him to live well! Live...”

Yao Ruolan, who was trapped in a nightmare, suddenly burst into tears. The pain seemed unbearable to her.

A woman's morbid nonsense doesn't seem to be pretended, and the constant rolling tears show how painful she is.

Li yanye instinctively reached out to Yao Ruolan's forehead and was surprised, ”don't you say that her forehead is so hot?”

Yao Ruolan has a high fever.

”I... didn't even touch her finger. How could I know that her forehead was hot...” Zhao minglie was a little wronged, and the master said not to touch her easily.

Li yanye didn't want to be entangled in this problem. He whispered, ”don't you come and untie the chain for her?”