Your wife is a bit fierce

Chapter 225 I Only Care About the People I Should Care About
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"Master, I've been caught back." The subordinate reported.

Qingyang Xiujue stood in a European-style room, the wind blew up outside the window, and the screens fluttered. Waves of wind and waves created a ghostly and cold atmosphere on the screens. A portrait was inlaid in the stone wall, and the lifted screens blocked the woman's ingenuity. A smiling face.

"Understood." With the magnetic voice matched with the dim light in the room, the voice seemed like a ghost.

In the basement, Zhirui's hands and feet were tied to an iron frame, and the bright red flames in the billowing stove shone hot on Zhirui's tired face.

All kinds of cruel punishments were placed on the ground, and Zhirui was dying with his head hanging down.

The iron door opened with an ear-piercing sound, Zhirui raised his head, the light in the corridor stretched Qingyang Xiujue's figure very long, and cast it on the wall beside him, he stood against the light, his blurred face still made people shudder.

Zhirui's body trembled subconsciously, staring at his figure closely, not daring to move.

There was an orderly sound of footsteps, and a slender figure walked down the stone ladder step by step.

Casual, but still without losing his usual cruelty and majesty.

The bodyguard followed behind, holding a small basin in his hand.

Qingyang Xiujue walked towards the stove, and picked up the red-hot soldering iron with his slender and distinct hands.

"You forgot again, who is your master."

His eyes were dark and decisive, sticking to the exposed skin of his fingers.

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There was a puff of green smoke, accompanied by the heart-piercing cry of the finger core.

The finger core was so hot that he lost his mind. After pouring a basin of cold water, he regained consciousness immediately.

He stared at Qingyang Xiujue with vicious eyes.

"Half of your face has been ruined, it seems that you haven't got enough memory yet." Qingyang Xiujue always spoke slowly, but with a vicious vigor.

The corners of Zhirui's mouth were dry and cracked, and his jaw was trembling.

"You killed me." The weak voice was almost roaring.

"Kill you, and it's not too cheap for you." Qingyang Xiujue waved his hand, and the bodyguard came with a small basin.

"I heard that you disobeyed my order and got rid of Lin Muxue's child and tried to kill her."

Zhirui bit her lip and said nothing.

"Your mouth is too hard."

The other bodyguard understood what Qingyang Xiujue meant, stepped forward a few steps, took off Zhirui's mask, and hit her face with his palms, one after another, until Zhirui's face was red, swollen and bleeding.

Zhi Rui still clenched his teeth.

Qingyang Xiujue put his hands in his suit trousers, his slender figure stood in front of his fingers, and the corners of his mouth curled up so much that he could fascinate many girls.

"I'm the best at making people feel like dying."

He took his hand out of his trouser pocket and raised it lightly.

A basin of sulfuric acid was poured on Zhirui's face.

"what……"

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Lin Muxue sat sideways beside Qingyang Lin Xiao, with her legs on his lap, and her hands drew circles on his chest.

With her arm in his arms, Lin Muxue buried her head in the hollow of his shoulder.

Sleep during the day and feel refreshed at night.

Qingyang Lin Xiao held her hand: "Don't bully me, I got hurt."

Lin Muxue was thinking about what Zhirui said, her face was because of him.

"Zhirui's face is ruined, you know that?"

"I don't have the time to care about her."

"Her face seems to be because of you."

"That has nothing to do with me, I only care about the people I should care about."

Lin Muxue poked his chest with her finger, but she said sweetly in her heart: "You are so heartless."

Qingyang Lin Xiao grabbed her hand and put it on his lips: "That's what she deserves, standing between the two forces, the ultimate end is death, but with his character, Zhirui can't die. "

"What is your brother's background? It looks crueler than you."

Qingyang Lin Xiao frowned: "Don't compare him to me."

Lin Muxue held her head up, deliberately annoyed him: "Actually, your brother is quite handsome."

The eyes in the darkness became more and more gloomy, and the air was filled with a sour smell that could not be dispelled.

Qingyang Lin Xiao lifted her chin with his hands, and stared at her fiercely: "How dare you say he is handsome?"

"It's quite handsome."

"Lin Muxue, you are courting death!! Do you dare to say one more thing?"

"Handsome!"

"Is he handsome or am I handsome?"

Lin Muxue continued to tease: "Guess!"
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(End of this chapter)