Duan Chunyun looked at Mu Wanrong's beautiful face and walked over slowly: "Don't hate me... I have no choice..." Duan Chunyun walked over step by step.

Mu Wanrong looked at her in disbelief. In her impression, Chunyun, who didn't dare to step on to death, Chunyun, who relied so much on her, how could it be...

Duan Chunyun slipped up Mu Wanrong with difficulty.

Mu Wanrong struggled in horror, but she never expected that the little sister would dare to do this!

Duan Chunyun was not very strong and was struggling in a short while and could not move forward.

Xiang Xinci lies on the back of the soft chair with her arm and looks at the two of them with interest.

Aunt Qin couldn't bear to look at it, so she lowered her head and poked the pastry.

Mu Wanrong refused to obey her, she wasn't stupid!

Duan Chunyun could not drag her for a long time, and was so tired that she was sweating profusely. She was anxious and slapped her backhand. Her face could no longer maintain the weakness and pitifulness of the last moment. She gritted her teeth: "Can you be quiet! We will not end up like this!"

Mu Wanrong looked at her viciously, Duan Chunyun!

Duan Chunyun stopped pretending: "Miss Seven, I want your people to help."

Xiang Xinci was generous and signaled Aunt Zhuang to come over.

Aunt Zhuang didn't want to help her, but the master ordered her, so she picked up Mu Wanrong as Duan Chunyun's instructions.

Seeing this, Mu Wanrong struggled and was hysterical, and her hair was burned with messy hair. At this moment, she was like a madman: "Mmm-Mmm--" Mu Wanrong looked at Xiang Xinci in pain. She fucked her, she burned Duan Chunyun!

Xiang Xinci looked at her and smiled softly: It's too late.

Mu Wanrong felt depressed. She didn't want to die or disfigure her face. She didn't want to: Um-

Duan Chunyun pressed her face hard, and her face was so ferocious that her face pressed against the edge of the hot stove! You deserve it! You deserve it! Who made you have a good face? It’s not worth having a background, but you still have a face!

Mu Wanrong's only hair was burned in the charcoal fire, and tears flowed out of her eyes uncontrollably.

Duan Chunyun's hand finally pressed her face against the roadside and emitted a magnet.

Xiang Xinci closed his eyes instantly and asked Madam Zhuang to stop sadly.

Grandma Zhuang immediately threw the person aside.

Mu Wanrong shrank in pain, her pupils widened and narrowed little by little, and her fear was more than pain was dull.

Duan Chunyun looked at Xiang Xinci anxiously. She hadn't finished yet, she hadn't finished yet... Mu Wanrong could never live, she could not live...

Madam Zhuang clamped Duan Chunyun quickly, tied her up, and untied Mu Wanrong.

Mu Wanrong stood up little by little in a mess and walked towards Duan Chunyun.

Duan Chunyun retreated in horror, no, no... She wasn't...

Mu Wanrong pulled off the brocade from her mouth, her voice was as cold as ice, and her words were bloody. The burnt pain on her face made her tremble all over: "Help me pick her up!"

Madam Zhuang looked at the lady before she picked up the person on the ground.

Duan Chunyun looked at Mu Wanrong begging. If she could speak, she would definitely be the most clever debater. Unfortunately, she was pouted and her pitiful expression was covered with the ugliness of hideousness.

This time, Mu Wanrong pressed Duan Chunyun's face to the stove without hesitation. She helped her again and again, feeling pitiful again and again, and this time she wanted to stand up for her, but she treated herself like this-

Thorns-

The sound of the gauze curtain being pulled open as the burnt smell: "What are you doing, what are the taste... smell... taste... taste..."

Xiang Xinci hid behind the soft chair in fear for a moment, staring at the person coming in horror, lonely and pitiful.

Aunt Qin, who was poking the pastry, instantly held the knife and fork tightly in fear, looked at the two people beside the fire in horror, muttering to himself: "No...No..."

Grandma Zhuang was so smart. She was not smart and was also trained by the prince who often came to Weiruiyuan in the middle of the night. She instantly pretended to be a person who wrestled with Miss Mu and knelt on the ground: "Miss Mu doesn't want it anymore... don't want it anymore... she already knows that she is wrong..."

Mu Wanrong didn't understand why, because hatred was still subconsciously hidden.

"ah--"

The horrified scream woke Mu Wanrong, who was dazed by hatred. She instantly looked at the open door of the pavilion, looked at her face in horror, and looked at her hands blankly. Where was she? What was she doing... What did she do...

Duan Chunyun rolled down from the stove, and his left cheek was burned by the burning stove, and a crescent moon from the ear to the corner of his mouth was burned, which was longer and more serious than Mu Wanrong's.

Xiang Xinjin immediately squeezed away everyone and looked at him, and was so scared that he collapsed... and stood up on the table again, with a solemn voice: "Take the person away, please do it too——" Then he looked at Xiang Qi who was hiding in the corner: "You... are okay."

Xiang Qi shook his head in horror, as if he had not come back to his senses from the afterglow of fear: "Those two sisters... two sisters..."

"Don't be afraid, don't recall, it's okay, it's okay..."

"They don't listen to me, and they don't listen..."

The person was quickly taken down, and Xiang Xinjin walked away like a guest room with Xiang Xinci who was too surprised.

The middle of the way, Xiang Xinci followed Mu Wanrong, stretched out her hand to climb on her arm, her eyes as pure as water: "Sister..."

Mu Wanrong was so scared that she broke free from the maid's hand and squatted on the ground and screamed without hesitation!

Xiang Xinci was silent in her ear and said, "What are you afraid of? She wants to kill you, but you still have your conscience with her." Then she fell to the ground and looked at the screaming person in confusion.

Xiang Xinjin hurriedly helped the person up. To be honest, she absolutely didn't believe Xiang Qi was so scared, but in front of so many people, it was also related to the girl's appearance. Of course, the cleaner she could pick would be as cleaner as she could.

Mu Wanrong was also helped up. She looked at Xiang Xinci, and her confused eyes were focused again. Yes, Duan Chunyun wanted to kill her, why was she afraid? Duan Chunyun blamed her...

The person was quickly taken to the guest room.

Xiang Xinci did not follow him and swung around the small garden. She needed to leap high and calm down her "frightened" mood. It's so good! The blue sky and white clouds are good.

Aunt Qin turned a blind eye to the lady's expression and let it pass.

The back garden was already in chaos.

Really, really! Mu Wanrong pressed Duan Chunyun into the stove! It was so scary!

No nonsense! Many people saw it with their own eyes and pressed it directly, Duan Chunyun was completely disfigured!
Chapter completed!