First Lady

Mrs. Ming Bai Ling's eyes were wide open, she was extremely surprised;

She is not married yet, although she really wants to get married, but she is obviously single;

The R-rated stunner squinted at her contemptuously, and spat out a string of mean words from her red lips;

"Stop pretending, no one in the entire Ming family knows what you're thinking, let me tell you that even if you take off your clothes and climb onto Young Master Ye's bed, he won't look at you more, so don't be wishful thinking.

Don't piss to take care of your own virtues. The young master can tolerate you for a while, but he won't tolerate you for a lifetime. The Ming family will expel you sooner or later, and you will be worse than a beggar. "[

"Oh, if that day comes, I can help you find a place to sell meat. Although you are average in appearance, there should still be some disabled old men willing to patronize you."

The more Bai Ling listened, the more confused she became, and her mind was in a mess. She suppressed the anger in her heart and asked, and scolded: "What are you talking about? Tell me if you have the guts."

"Hmph, what kind of idiot are you pretending to be;"

The restricted-grade female pig's feet snorted coldly with her nose, twisted her slender waist, pouted her buttocks, and pushed Bai Ling back again and again with force;

She didn't see the suspended stairs behind her, and when she stepped on the ground, Bai Ling screamed and rolled down the stairs;

The long wooden steps hit her body violently;

The pain was so great that she even forgot to shed tears;

In just a few seconds, it seemed as if a century had passed, and the scene in front of me seemed to be changing. It seemed... I vaguely saw a figure, said goodbye in her ear, and it disappeared like a meteor;

When her body stopped, Bai Ling was completely unconscious;

Before she fell into a coma, she was still thinking whether this was real, or...just a dream;

But dream, will it hurt so much, will it hurt so much?

The movement outside the house alarmed the man. After taking a shower, he came out wearing a white bathrobe, with strands of hair dripping with water. Under the dim and ambiguous light, he looked more and more like a god;

Seeing the unconscious woman lying downstairs with blood on her forehead, she frowned;

He doesn't care about this woman's life or death, but... she can't die in the Ming family.

The heroine at the restricted level turned pale with fright, and immediately ran over;