The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

Mu Changying smiled, leaned forward and grabbed the phone inside him vigorously.

Her slender and tender fingers a little, and the photo was instantly emptied.

His eyes darkened, his right hand shook the phone lightly, and then, under his shocked eyes, he let it go and let it fall.

"Snapped--"

The phone fell to the ground and rolled a few times to the wall, but its life force was tenacious, and the screen didn't shatter a bit.

"Yeah, sorry, my hand slipped."

"Son, you don't blame mom, do you?"

Mu Changying lightly brushed her hair and smiled provocatively at the beginning of Chong Rong Shichu.

Enchantingly dressed, with a pure smile, pure and charming, she is really a little fox spirit that tickles people's hearts.

"Vicious female lunatic!"

Is this little **** angry?

Hmph, do you think you can scare him with this little trick? Simply daydreaming!

Rong Shichu crouched down and reached out his hand to pick up the phone.

Just as his fingers touched the phone, Mu Changying kicked it with her little foot, and instantly kicked it to the other side.

"Snapped--"

She raised her foot against his hand and stomped it down, twisting her stiletto heel, as if to crush his phalanx.

"Ow... Move away, move your feet away for me!"

Rong Shichu couldn't bear it, and let out a shrill scream.

His eyebrows were wrinkled into a figure-eight shape, and dense sweat dripped from his forehead.

Severe pain surged like a tidal wave, and the nerves in the brain were stimulated and became extremely active.

"Son, does it hurt?"

"Mom can't bear to hurt you, but if you make a mistake, you will be punished."

"You can be a superior person if you endure hardships. I believe you can withstand it."

Mu Changying pursed her lips and looked down at Rong Shichu on the ground, her watery eyes were pure and moving.

Doing the most cruel things in the most innocent and innocent way makes people feel terrified.

"Sister Ying!"

Si Xian, who was catching up behind, saw that the stiletto heel was about to be embedded in Rong Shichu's hand, and felt his scalp numb inexplicably.

When he carefully looked at the faces of the people on the ground, there was an unconcealed surprise in his eyes.

"Yo...Isn't this the crown prince of Mingducheng? Why is he so embarrassed like a dog?"

Si Xian smacked his lips, his eyes glittering with schadenfreude.

These words were even more exciting to Rong Shichu, he was trembling all over and his teeth were gritted.

The anger accumulated in his heart erupted like a volcano, and the air seemed to be ignited.

"Bitch, let me go, or I will kill you!"

"Do you think that my dad can do whatever he wants, climb on my head and shit?!"

The veins on his forehead bulged as he gasped for breath.

He used all his strength and struggled desperately, trying to escape.

Mu Changying smiled as before, "Really? Then I'll see if you can kill me."

The moment she moved her feet, Rong Shichu got up from the ground with lightning speed.

His uninjured hand clenched into a fist and charged towards her.

The explosive speed was like a cheetah, leaving an afterimage in the place where it passed, which was dazzlingly fast.

"Bitch, kill me!"

The fist pierced the air, stirring up a strong wind, and smashing at her with a mighty force.

Murderous, fast and fierce, extremely fast.

Si Xian's heart stopped beating for a while, then his face was pale, his breathing was rapid, and a sharp cry came from his throat.

"Sister Ying, get out of the way!"