The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Mi Xuan couldn't help but walked outside and knocked on the door: "Perilla, how are you doing, haven't you washed it yet?"

There was still no sound in the room. Mi Xuan was anxious and knocked vigorously, but the door was locked from the inside and could not be pushed at all.

Suddenly, behind him came the sound of the door being vigorously opened.

Song Zhen rushed in anxiously, "What about the perilla? What happened?"

Mi Xuan was at a loss: "I don't know. Shizu said he would take a bath. He has been in for more than an hour, but he didn't move at all, and the door couldn't open. I was very worried..."

Before Mi Xuan's words were finished, Song Zhen's sword was lifted, and he opened the door with a clatter.

"Perilla--!!"

As soon as Song Zhen entered the door, she saw Meng Zisu closed her eyes and lay pale in the cold bath water.

There was no clothes on his body, but the blood was frustrated, and there were blood spots in some places.

This scene directly frightened Song Zhen.

He was clearly a monk during the robbery period, but when he walked over, his legs were trembling softly.

After hitting the next table and chairs several times, Song Zhen came to Meng Zisu and picked up the person who had been frozen from the cold water.

Mi Xuan was also crying anxiously, "I blame me, I should have come in early, Shizu will be fine!"

Song Zhen took a breath before saying: "You go and ask Xi Yue to come. And, the spar ready to warm..."

"No need." Meng Zisu slowly opened his eyes at this time, looking at Song Zhen calmly and alienatedly. "Senior Song Zhen, thank you for saving me today, but please don't worry about my affairs in the future. . You go back first!"

Song Zhen froze in place, staring at her, unable to speak for a while.

Mi Xuan was anxious and embarrassed. She wanted to persuade Meng Zisu a few words, but she didn't know what to say.

Song Zhen took a deep breath and slowly said: "Zi Su, you should see what I think of you? Is there something I did not do well? You can say it and I can change it. But you have to give me at least An opportunity so I can deserve you!"

When Meng Zisu heard Song Zhen’s last words, she sat up in excitement and said loudly, “Song Zhen, don’t you understand? Isn’t you not worthy of me, I am not worthy of you, you are the inner door The arrogant son is the son of Venerable God Moon Palace Huiyue, what about me? I am just a trivial woman from a small family. I lost my chastity three years ago, and now I am almost defiled by Ke Yanhuai."

"Even I think I'm very dirty, and I don't even look down on myself. Why do you waste time on women like me... Um--!!!"

Before Meng Zisu's words were finished, Song Zhen suddenly stretched out his hand with anger and put his arms into his arms, and kissed him fiercely.

Mi Xuan was embarrassed and blushing, but with a smile in his eyes, he quietly pushed out and took the door.

After kissing for a long time, Song Zhen let go of Meng Zisu. His hoarse voice spit out with deep emotion and anger in his mouth, "Zi Su, I don't allow you to say that. You are the best in my eyes. of."

"Did you forget? I said three years ago, I will be responsible for you, I will never leave you!"

Meng Zisu was still immersed in the fiery kiss. Hearing this sentence, he sat upright and looked at the man in disbelief.

"You... what did you just say?"