The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife Chapter 2050: Good, all right

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Meng Zisu screamed loudly, "Ke Yanhuai, you beast, you dare touch me! I won't let you go!"

"Get off! Get off! Don't touch me, don't touch me-!!!"

But the more Meng Zisu called, Ke Yanhuai became more excited, reached out and grabbed Meng Zisu's collar.

Just listening to the sound of "tear and tear", Meng Zisu's outer shirt was torn, exposing the pink-purple bellyband and the crystal-clear jade skin.

Ke Yanhuai's eyes are red, and she gasps and looks at the girl's crystal-clear and delicate skin like sheep fat jade. She can't wait to bite directly and swallow it.

Meng Zisu was full of despair, resentment, and madness, and suddenly a green porcelain bottle appeared on his hand.

In this porcelain bottle is the highly toxic [broken intestine powder] that He just taught them to make. As long as he touches it, the spiritual power will be corroded, and he will die extremely miserably.

She has no antidote now. If she breaks the porcelain bottle, she will end up with Ke Yanhuai.

However, Meng Zisu's eyes were full of tears.

Fearing death, she won't let Ke Yanhuai, a beast, succeed.

Just as Meng Zisu was about to crush the porcelain bottle, a sudden scream came from above.

Immediately, Ke Yanhuai, who was pressing her to tear her clothes, was thrown out.

A pair of trembling hands grabbed the clothes, wrapped her gently, and hugged her.

Meng Zisu touched a strange masculinity and instinctively tried to scream and struggle.

The porcelain bottle with broken intestine scattered in his hand fell, making a bang and a crisp sound, and the poisonous mist filled.

Song Zhen's eyes swiftly took Meng Zisu into her arms, and she suddenly swept the spiritual power, and quickly wiped out these poisonous mists.

However, Rao is no matter how fast, Song Zhen and Ke Yanhuai also **** in some.

Song Zhenxiu is superb, so this poisonous mist is nothing to him, but Ke Yanhuai makes a scream, his face flushed to the ground, his body twitching and shaking.

"Don't touch me, get away, don't touch me-!!!"

Meng Zisu kept crying and struggling, and her nails scratched bleeding marks on Song Zhen's face, but Song Zhen didn't realize it. She hugged her tightly and calmed her softly. , It's all right. "

"The perilla, as long as I'm there, won't let anyone hurt you, you believe me ... I will be responsible to you, I will not leave you, never ..."

Meng Zisu slowly stopped crying, and her ears seemed to reverberate the sound she heard a long time ago.

"Don't be afraid ... hey, don't move ... just a moment, oh-! Sorry ... I can't help it ..."

"I don't know who you are ... but I will be responsible for you ... I won't leave you or let you leave me ..."

It's the low, dumb boy who slowly raised her tender tenderness and sorrow in a despair.

A man who meets Pingshui clearly and takes advantage of her, but makes her inexplicably feel trustworthy and reliable.

Three years ago, Meng Zisu ’s life changed dramatically. All her loved ones left her. Her lover abandoned her as a lonely girl. She became lonely, abandoned, and scolded. ,forgotten.

But today, she also feels the feeling of being cared for and pityed, as if she is still the treasure held in the palm of her hand, not the garbage abandoned by the world.