The sturdy little chef

Chapter 693 A Little Sow With Red Flowers
"Of course, fourth master Lao is concerned." Wei Mo replied with a sneer.

"However, you are doing well, and my grandfather is not happy. What should I do?" Fourth Master continued to sneer.

Indecent assault without reciprocation!

"Unhappy? Hold on to your unhappiness!" Wei Mo was still very arrogant.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what it means to hold back, come here, give him medicine, and find him a mother." Fourth Master's voice turned cold.

Wei Mo's face turned pale.

"Li Jin, is this all you can do!" His eyes burst into flames, and he gritted his teeth.

"More than that, have fun, Mr. Wei, I'll find you a mother this time, and next time, maybe I'll find you a sow!"

Fourth Master sneered and walked away!

He is a prisoner, and he still wants to beg him, which is a beautiful idea!
He wants to see, who will beg when the time comes!

Fourth master came out of the prison, and immediately someone brought medicine and drank it for him, and then an old mother with pockmarked face was sent in.

If he had the skill, he could still control the prehistoric power that was about to explode in his body, but he didn't. He vomited blood in his heart, his eyes were red, and finally he couldn't beat the violent impact of the medicine in his body, and threw the old mother fell to the ground.

Wei Mo is a son-in-law, and he keeps himself clean. Now he is defiled by others, but he seems to be defiled by others. His whole body is dead, his eyes are scarlet, venting his desire, and his internal organs are almost torn apart.

He defended himself like a jade for Xilu, but in the end his virginity was taken away by a pockmarked old mother!

When had he ever suffered such humiliation, when had he...

In the end, the old mother was covered in blood and walked out of the prison with her broken legs.

This young master is so good-looking, but his methods are really cruel. No matter how much money she has next time, she will kill her and never come back again!
And Wei Mo, lying on the ground, stared at the ceiling with his empty eyes open, and the deep hatred that grew in his heart almost tore himself apart.

Li Jin is really black-bellied, ruthless and cruel, and he knows how to torture him the most!

For him, this was a torture worse than death!

But, it's not over yet.

As soon as he lay down, someone brought in the medicine again.

Having lost all his skills, he is now a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Yao Shengsheng was poured into it.

Then, a gilt with red flowers was driven in.

The jailer was well-informed, and it was the first time he had seen this method of torture. He couldn't help but open his eyes, and touched the sow's head, signaling her to stand up.

The little sow was very excited, and smiled at Wei Mo with a confused face.

Wei Mo was about to burst into tears, he let out a roar, and while he was awake, he tore off his clothes and tied himself to the pillar.

The jailer knew what he meant, how could he succeed, picked up the long knife, and tore his white obscene clothes to pieces.

The turbulent frenzy in the body broke out, and the mind began to weaken.

He was dignifiedly waiting for the third young master, but he was reduced to sleeping with a sow, how could it be possible!

Absolutely, no, yes, yes!

"Go, call Fourth Master, I have something to talk to him!" Wei Mo bit his bloody lips and burst out a sentence.

The jailer smiled, "Little pig is saved!"

This little pig, grown up and slaughtered, the pork is so delicious!

Why should she be ruined by this man full of animal baths, right?
When Fourth Master heard that Wei Mo wanted to talk, he pursed his lips and smiled.

He didn't stand up to the blow as he imagined, a little sow got him out of the way!

Fourth master was in a good mood, and entered the dungeon with refreshing steps.

In the sky prison, Wei Mo was suppressing the turbulent tide in his body, hugged the gate tightly, and stared at the little pig in front of him.

Seeing Fourth Master, he trembled and said, "Bring the antidote."

Fourth master signaled to the jailer, who took the antidote and fed him.

(End of this chapter)