Yanyu walked into the study with the medicine box and looked down at Ling Feitao lying on the ground smoking. The man seemed to have become much more mature and older in an instant.

The strong smell of tobacco floated in the study room. Yanyu raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to pick up Ling Feitao from the ground, and placed it on the desk.

"Sister, do you hate me for not dying? Or do you think my pain is too light now? Or are you just trying to abuse me?"

Yanyu smiled charmingly: "Sister just thinks the ground is too short. I don't want to squat on the ground to deal with the wound, so I will be very tired."

"Ga, let me die!"

Ling Feitao was wailing and was placed on the cold and hard table by Yanyu. He really felt that this tall desktop was not as good as the underground!

There is a carpet on the floor. The carpet is warm and soft, very comfortable?

"It's so cold and hard. Sister, don't you know how gentle you are to the injured and sick. Do you have a thick bedding for me to spread it underneath? Even if you don't have a thick bedding, you can just find a quilt. I'm not

Picky!"

"ah……"

Before Ling Feitao finished speaking, he let out a painful cry, which made the people outside the study look at the door of the study. Unfortunately, the door of the study was closed and they could not see what was happening inside.

"Her Majesty the Queen won't deal with Master Ling, right?"

"It's a good opportunity. Now Young Master Ling has no ability to resist..."

These people were thinking endlessly, and they automatically made up for many scenes and plots in their minds, but at this time, they didn't dare to say anything more, so they could only whisper a few words.

Yanyu's slender and slender jade fingers raised from Ling Feitao's wound: "How is this table?"

"Okay, it's so great. I just realized now that it was from the South China Sea thousand-year-old agarwood, solid wood carving art desktop, this wood, this handmade, is definitely antique!"

Ling Feitao's face turned into a bun filled with bitter gourd, his eyebrows twisted into hemp ropes, and these words were squeezed out from the gaps of his teeth.

"Be obedient and avoid suffering."

A sharp knife appeared in Yanyu's hand, and Ling Feitao closed his eyes: "Come on, just pretend I am dead. Sister, you have a little bit of a decent move. Don't be too cruel, I'm still alive!"

The blade picked up Ling Feitao's clothes. In a blink of an eye, Ling Feitao's clothes turned into pieces and flew gracefully in the study. The pieces of clothes flew up with the misty rain knife, and soon a rotten peach blossom almost turned into

A white lamb!

"All heaven and earth, please send someone to save me!"

The cooked duck has a hard mouth. At this time, Ling Feitao was still chatting and talking nonstop.

He used this method to relieve the severe pain of the wound and the severe pain in his heart. The feeling of his heart being torn into pieces is really bad.

It turns out that heartache is so unbearable. With such pain, you can feel the heart throbbing and bleeding, and it is being torn into pieces!

This was the first time he had such a real feeling. Ling Feitao curled his pale blue lips and smiled. It turned out that he was also intentional and heartbroken!

"Roasted Taohua, what do you think Chen will do? I tell you, don't try to escape from here. This study is sealed. If you want to escape, you can only walk through the gate."

"Sister, can you escape if I see that I am like this now?"

Ling Feitao was very depressed and wanted to vomit blood. He continued to talk nonsense, and the wound was re-stopped and disinfected and bandaged.

The most painful part is not the wound, but the heart!

"Do you know the feeling of losing your own flesh and blood? Men won't understand that when a fetus is conceived in the mother's body, it will inspire the nature of a mother. This is the legendary motherhood! As the child grows up every day

, Mothers have feelings. When the child can move, although he can't speak, he can interact with his mother. It's a living little life."

"Sister, you are very experienced. If you have experience like this, does someone know?"

"Ah, I was wrong, sister, you are my real sister!"

The rotten peach blossoms wailed loudly again, and came out from the door of the study. Although the door of the study was not locked, no one dared to open the door of the study and peek at it.

If they offended Mr. Chen, they might have been kicked and scolded a few times, and offended the fierce queen. They didn’t even know how they died!

When Si Yechen walked to the door of the villa, he also heard the screams inside. It was obvious how loud Ling Feitao's voice was, how badly he was by Yanyu!

He walked to the door of the study, reached out to open the door and went in, and locked the door with his hands back. The study room was soundproof. After the door was locked, Ling Feitao's howl inside could no longer be heard outside.

When Ling Feitao heard someone coming in, he looked at him crookedly. Seeing that it was Si Yechen, he immediately shut up and never made a sound again.

"Continue howling, this is the way of the wild wolf? It's so good in volume and a good voice. It's a pity not to sing!"

Yanyu curled his lips: "Sing the bad peach blossoms to me, I like the beastly singing voice like you."

"Sister, you are really my soulmate. In this world, only you can understand my singing, ah..."

A howl of depression and pain came from the mouth of the rotten peach blossom. He reached out and held the edge of the table hard. Sister Queen was so cruel. No wonder someone hadn't chased her yet and didn't dare to force her!

"Crack..." Ling Feitao held one corner of the table too hard and broke apart, which shows how much pain he was enduring just now.

Si Yechen lit a cigarette, stood aside and said coldly, watching Ling Feitao continue to be abused by mist and rain.

"It's better to kill me with one knife, it's better to kill me with one shot!"

Ling Feitao curled his lips and smiled even worse than crying, but he felt the ultimate pain of his heart slightly diluted the severe pain in his heart.

"It's so sad that you can't die. You still have to live a wonderful life without dying. I like to watch you bastards suffer."

"Someone is also from our clan. By the way, it's what Meow Meow often calls non-human..."

Ling Feitao said a little while and stopped. What qualifications does he have to mention her?

Now, he doesn't even deserve to mention her name!

"Miaomiao is so pitiful. I don't know what it means to die. Alas, the little wild cat who has no love is not willing to live at home and come out alone. Unfortunately, she did not escape even if she changed her name.

The torture of a non-human bastard, he died so miserably!”

"What? What did you say?"

Ling Feitao suddenly turned over and sat up, reached out and held Yanyu's wrist hard. His hand trembled uncontrollably: "Say it again, meow her..."
Chapter completed!