"Who allowed you to stand up? Climb out." Lan Nuoyin looked into her eyes and said calmly.
"You!! Absolutely impossible!" Zhao Ranyue's little face turned purple with anger. How dare this woman insult her like this! And in front of Yi Yanfeng!
An Yuye and Yi Yanfeng were so surprised that their jaws almost dropped to the ground. They stared at Lan Nuoyin with their eyes wide open.
The other girls didn't dare to express their anger, for fear that the witch wouldn't like it and would kick them out...
"Not climbing? Are you sure?" Lan Nuyin frowned and said coldly.
Jing Yatong on the side covered her mouth and chuckled, looking at the embarrassed Zhao Ranyue with a look of gloating.
"Don't crawl! Even if you kill me, I will never give in!" Zhao Ranyue gritted her teeth and said angrily.
"A bit brave...but, is it true?" Lan Nuyin nodded, then looked at her suspiciously, then squatted down, pinched Zhao Ranyue's chin, and turned her back to face her.
Hold yourself.
Lan Nuyin smiled at Zhao Ranyue, turned back to Jing Yatong and said, "Xiaotong, can you help me find a rope?"
"Okay! Yes!"
Zhao Ranyue took advantage of the moment Lan Nuoyin turned around and grabbed the other person's neck with both hands...
Lan Nuoyin frowned and took Zhao Ranyue's hands easily. "Be calm, or you won't regret it."
Seeing that the sneak attack was fruitless, Zhao Ranyue became depressed and suddenly felt uneasy in his heart.
Jing Yatong quickly found some rope and gave it to Lan Nuoyin.
Lan Nuoyin took the rope and said thank you. Then he tied up Zhao Ranyue's hands and feet with quick hands and feet. Zhao Ranyue would rather die in the process. Unfortunately, with Zhao Ranyue's three-legged cat skills, how could he defeat Lan Nuoyin?
?
"I'll ask you again, can you crawl?"
Zhao Ranyue struggled for a moment. She knew that if she said no, Lan Nuyin would never let her go, but it was even more impossible for her to abandon her dignity and crawl out. At the moment, she had to turn her eyes for help to Yi Yanfeng, who was watching the show.
And An Yuye...
"Feng...ye...help me?" Zhao Ranyue said in a voice that was almost pleading, with water drops still swirling in his eyes.
Lan Nuyin turned around and turned his gaze to Yi Yanfeng, waiting for his answer.
Yi Yanfeng was sitting on the burgundy sofa nearby, playing with a glass of coquettish red wine, without even looking at Lan Nuoyin and Zhao Ranyue.
Seeing Yi Yanfeng's reaction, Zhao Ranyue suddenly felt despair in his eyes, and looked at An Yuye with pleading eyes. "Master An, it was you who called us here..."
An Yuye, who was sitting next to Yi Yanfeng, couldn't help but frown when he heard these words. He stood up and looked down at Zhao Ranyue. "Originally, I wanted to beg my sister-in-law for you, but since you said that, then I really don't want to."
It’s time to mind your own business.”
Zhao Ranyue realized that she had said the wrong thing and almost bit off her tongue in regret. The last hope in her heart was shattered. She looked at the other girls and asked them to save her, unless the blind cat encountered a dead mouse.
"No one can save you. If I give you three seconds, will you crawl?"