One Hundred Ways to Satisfy Your Beloved Wife

Tick, tick, tick.

In the darkness, only the sound of droplets falling can be heard in silence.

Nangong Yan opened his eyes and moved his head. A huge pull came from behind his neck.

Where is she?

Didn't you pick up a letter in Little Rock City? In the trance, I thought I saw a letter from the bull, and then I didn't know...

Tick, tick, tick.

The droplets still sound, Nangong's furry heart, trying to move, found that his limbs were fixed to a wooden stake, his wrists were also tied tightly by iron chains, cold bones.

She couldn't resist shivering and the chain swayed along.

There's a bad smell in the air, like the smell of mold rotting.

“Hello!!! Who are you? Why did you arrest me? ”

The first thought that came to mind in Nangong Yanlan was Qin Sam.

But then again, what is Qin Sam's motive?

It can't be Greedy Tu, can it? How is it possible, even if Da had more money, those, would never be seen by Qin Sam.

But... who else could it be?

Since her relationship with the Nangong family was completely severed, there are not many people who know they are still alive.

“Squeak, squeak."

In the darkness in the distance emerged a light, in the light, an old body swaying, she held the kerosene lamp used in the last century, stepped on the dead branch, deep and shallow, her figure appeared with the swaying flame.

Forgiveness is the unusual courage of the Nangong Palace. I can't help but be scared at this moment.

She tried to identify the figure, but rarely could she identify it as an old woman, as if she was familiar with it.

“Grandma?” Nangong Yan was delighted.

“Yes, ma'am... it's me...”

In the talking room, the old woman had approached and raised the light in her hand.

Dry long hair revealed a wrinkled face, and rolling eyeballs in deep orbits accounted for most of the whites. Her wrinkled mouth was all in one piece, black and empty. Forget the teeth, you can't even see the tongue.

“Ghosts!!!” Nangong Yan screamed! She remembered that during the day, the old lady was still talking to herself and was preparing to cook and eat for herself. Why was this so long ago, her tongue and teeth were gone?

“Ghosts?”

“Oh...”

The next second, the old man's hand had climbed her cheek and the feeling of crispness spread.

Nangong Yan violently twitched, trying to struggle, but the old woman suddenly worked hard, her thin fingertips pressed beneath Nangong Yan's cheekbones, painful she screamed directly!

“Ah! Granny, what are you doing!!! Untie me, I'm Yan Yan! ”

“Does it hurt?” The old woman's voice was like a broken box, but the words were clear, and she burst into her head along the flashing scalp of Nangong.

“Ouch... granny, what's wrong? Why am I here? Didn't you say you cooked for me? How can you keep me here..." Nangong replied hastily, tears of pain were falling.

“Does it really hurt?” The old woman said slowly.

“But I'm nothing compared to a lady? Miss, have you forgotten how you sent someone to pull my tongue out and sew it up? ”

A picture suddenly flashed in Nangong's mind. She remembered what she had done to her old lady at the time. It was also her first murder, for Qin Sam's sake.

She had also built her heart for a long time, and had not slept well for more than a month, hiding in her room all day to read the Buddha's Book.

“But you're not dead, are you? Grandma, for God's sake, let me out.” Nangong Yan suddenly lowered his attitude and lowered his voice in prayer.

Being locked up by Qin Sam, although there is a possibility of death, the men's means are bright and sharp. But the person in front of her is different. She is an elder minister of the Nangong family. She has naturally experienced some filthy things in the great world.

Other than that, those perverted manipulations... the Nangong's scalp is numb...

“No way...” the old woman smiled, her wrinkled face twisted into layers with her smile, like bark piled together.

“Why!” Nangong Yan hid a bad feeling in her mind, and she ignored and regretted coming to the desert to take this trip.

'Cause... you hurt my son... and of course I'm going to avenge him. ”

“Your son? Grandma, are you kidding me?” Nangong Yan smiled reluctantly, turning his mind, and quickly explained: “You forgot, but Daeji told you the other day that he had gone on a mission and came back when it was over. ”

“Really?”

The old man squinted his eyes and caressed his hand on her cheek, but he was not relaxed.

“Miss, do you know how my eldest son died? ”

Nangong Yan suddenly, some unclear how to get into Granny's early child, looked at her suspiciously: “Didn't your son accidentally fall into the water and die? ”

“Yeah...” The smile on Grandma's face went deeper.

“But not to save you, how could he fall into the river? And... how could he have been rescued if you hadn't been punished for fear of greed? Forget it. Now you've killed Dai and bruised his bones... Nangong Yanlan, your heart is so harsh. ”

“I'd really like to dig your heart out and see if it's black. ”

Grandma said, fingers walking down her cheek.

Clearly she was just an old man who seemed to be on the move, but Nangong Yan at this moment thought the old lady was so horrible.

Especially the dim light, which made it impossible for her to see exactly where this was.

With the swinging coal lamp, she glimpsed the sight around her.

The cluttered dead grass was laid on the stone floor, making occasional murmurs, and something seemed to be crawling. On the irregular stone wall, a black and white photograph with yellow paper was hung, and she set her eyes on it before realizing it was a teenager.

There was some familiarity between the eyebrows, her head buzzing.

“Was it your son who saved my life?” She came out of her mouth, and her fears were magnified indefinitely...

Once upon a time, she was also naive and romantic.

Unfortunately, it all ended when her mother died when she was six years old.

She witnessed her father and stepmother doing very well in the woods for fear of being found and accidentally falling into the lake.

Still a teenager saved her.

Only that the kindness of the teenager was not well rewarded, but was killed by Nangong Yanlan's father in the name of breaking into a restricted place.

After all, Nangong Yanlan's mother died just a few days ago...

Pass it out, he doesn't have to be the owner.

As for drowning, that's just a reason to keep the mouth shut.

And... when the Nangong family shot, they drowned a teenager alive in the water in front of him...

Nangong Yan will never forget the young man's eyes before he died.

Desperate, helpless... and incomprehensible.

He saved her. Why...

It was also later, when Nangong Yan found himself dying in the river, he did not hesitate to save people, the reason was that the psychology of compensation was sneaking...

“Yeah... he saved you, and you let your father kill him!” Grandma's voice suddenly sharp!

“Nangong Yanlan, you are so harsh heart!!! ”

“No... no... how did you know, not that nobody knew?” Nangong shook and shook.

“So? You admit it?” The old man's eyes widened again.

“Thought Mr. Qin was lying to me. Now it seems...”

“Nangong Yanlan, don't worry... I won't kill you so soon, I'll let you taste my son's pain! And I owe Da his share! I will get it back too!!! ”

Grandma hysterically laughed, she was in a difficult mood, burying the truth for more than 20 years and finally surfaced. She looked at the girl who had taken care of herself for more than 20 years and was in a very complicated mood.

Two lines of blood and tears flowing along the corner of her eyes, she picked up an extremely dull dagger, shook her hand and stabbed her in the chest of the South Palace...

“No... no!!! ”

“I don't want to die... granny... please... let me go..."

......

Los Angeles SR Headquarters Office.

Qin Sam silently watched the report coming from the side of State F.

Nangong Yan died suddenly, and the body was hung over Little Rock City, covered in iron and blue and swollen.

I don't know what happened to her before she was born, but her whole face is gone.

The only intact chest was stitched with a needle thread saying "I am guilty”.

Qin Sam sighed and silently closed the scene.

“Boss, the grandmother committed suicide. When we went to collect the body, this thing was placed next to the body, and the message said it was in return for you.” Ben knocked on the door and came in with a box.

When Qin Sam saw the box, he remembered the flat face of the dragon, and suddenly the corner of his mouth smoked.

Ben didn't notice his little move, and saw that Qin Sam had opened the box without objecting.

In addition to the letter symbolizing his identity, there is also an ancient map. The material is sheepskin, and the whole room smells weird.

Strangely enough, the map is messy and you can't even tell where it is.

Not to mention the fact that the text looks more like a ghost painter than the Oracle.

Qin Sam didn't think too much, just let him put things away.

I was thinking, there was a rhythmic knock outside, which was just the cold, forgotten sunshine.

“President, Fu's second son is downstairs, saying there's something important to see you about. ”

“Second son Fujia? Fu Changqing?” Qin Sam frowned.

“Yes, I've been waiting for you for half an hour.” The cold, formulaic answer, the shining eyes of love cannot be concealed.

In the absence of Qin Sam these days, she has actually planned to give up.

But when Qin Sam came back alone, she suppressed the little flame in her heart and couldn't help but burst into flames.

“Invite him to Conference Room 3.” Qin Sam got up and said, arranging for Ben to properly handle the grandmother's death.

Looking out the window, he couldn't help but miss.

Nangong Yan is dead, when will you come back?

What about the promised surprise?