Everyone gasped and froze, watching helplessly as the noble and elegant woman just now rolled from the second floor to the first floor——
Murong Rong only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and she went downstairs in a daze.
But instead of walking down, it rolled down...
The pearls on the crown were scattered all over the floor, the brooch on the chest was flattened, the perfect dress was wrinkled into shape, and the bones and joints on the body were in great pain from being knocked by the stairs.
The little black underwear underneath also fell into everyone's eyes while rolling.
Murong Rong rolled in front of a pair of white leather shoes. Murong Rong hurriedly hugged the man's slender legs to stop his rolling body.
"Thank you." Murong Rong raised her head and thanked the owner of the leg.
But as soon as Murong Rong saw the leg owner's face clearly, she turned pale with fright...
Yinzai's face was livid, and his angry gaze seemed to cut Murong Rong into pieces with a thousand knives.
She even dared to say: Thank you——
Thank you sister, thank you!
After humiliating him so much and still saying thank you, should he reply that she was not polite?
Yinzai endured it for a long time before dragging the woman on the ground and strangling her to death.
The socialite lady trained by the British Lady Academy, she just had sex once at the wedding, and now she has sex again in front of the big family. She has a lot of fun, isn't she?
Yinzai wanted to tell everyone loudly: This woman can never be his wife! He doesn't know this woman!
The powerful aura was pressing down from above, and Murong Rong was so frightened that his teeth chattered.
Dead, dead!
This time, he will definitely strangle her to death!
When she thought that her little neck was about to be clicked, Murong Rong was frightened.
It was too late to leave, so Murong Rong crawled away on hands and feet and got under the dining table.
A long red tablecloth was covered under the dining table, and the light inside was dim. Murong Rong climbed to the very back while bumping into each other.
Yin Zai opened the tablecloth, and the food on the table was lifted up and fell to the ground with a clang.
Murong Rong sat in the corner holding her knees, staring at the white leather shoes with a pair of panicked eyes.
"come out!"
Yinzai squatted down, his dark eyes were like the eyes of the god of death, and like a beast staring at its prey, he stared at Murong Rong.
Murong Rong swallowed in fear and shrank back into the corner.
"I say it for the last time, come out!" Yinzai clenched his fists tightly, as if he would punch Murong Rong at any time.