Leng Tianhao put down the bowl and stared at the piece of meat in Leng Shiyue's bowl. He had basically finished the rice, but the piece of chicken didn't even touch it. Even the rice under the chicken was dug perfectly.
A hole.
"I said, I'm not used to it!"
Leng Shiyue put down the bowls and chopsticks, stood aside again, and her indifferent tone made Leng Yanran run away with her face covering her face.
"What's your attitude!"
Bang-
Leng Tianhao slapped the table and slapped Leng Shiyue's cheek... His cold and serious face was extremely terrifying.
"I think she's dirty!"
Leng Shiyue raised her face, looked at Leng Tianhao coldly, and bit it out word by word. The wind blew, Leng Yi stood aside, obviously a little angry. Did he know what he said?
"You... OK, very good! Family law serves you!"
Leng Tianhao was obviously angry. He roared. Leng Yi was a little cold about the family law, but Leng Yanran was so angry. Leng Yanran, who ran out, was enjoying the rose tea, lying on the lazy chair.
Maid massage.
"I will leave myself!"
Leng Shiyue glanced at the two people who were about to step forward and stood in front of Leng Tianhao... and Leng Yi took out the tray, covered with a red cloth on it and couldn't see clearly what it was.
"Tianhao, this..."
Oscars; Feimo is a little difficult, and the competition will be held tomorrow. So... the family rules in the big family are generally terrible, and he dare not go too far when he sees Leng Tianhao angry.
"I'm not short of talents."
Leng Tianhao ignored Oscars' dissuasion, it was just a small game, would he take it seriously?
"Leng Yi, take Mr. Oscar to rest!!"
Leng Tianhao took the tray and gave a wink...
"Then I won't bother you!"
Although Oscar was a little uncomfortable on his face, he bowed his hand and left Leng Yi...
"Kneel down!"
Leng Tianhao shouted angrily and took out the things in the tray. At that time, a long whip made of cowhide was covered with sharp silver nails, which were shining silver and gloomy.
"don't want!"
Leng Shiyue lowered his eyes and knelt? No one is qualified to kneel down. In front of Leng Shiyue, he obviously did not take what Leng Tianhao's hands seriously, and he refused indifferently.
"Kneel down!"
The cold and fierce light flashed by, and he waved the long whip in his hand and hit Leng Shiyue's body, immediately slashing her skin, and was bleeding... I saw that the coat was oozing bright red, but there was no trace of rags.
Um..
Leng Shiyue pursed her lips, frowned, and hummed inwardly. She staggered and stood up again... She didn't resist or appeal, but just stood up straight, proudly holding her head up.
Leng Tianhao looked at Leng Shiyue's face, Mo Ran seemed not to be injured, and he had no sense at all.
"Kneel down!"
He shouted again, the long whip in his hand was merciless, wow—a sound of breaking through the air swaying on Leng Shiyue's shoulder. It was originally covered in blood, and it penetrated a large area so that there was no internal injury, but it made people
Very shocked.
Leng Shiyue's face turned pale, biting her lip without saying a word, and her back was still upright.
"Okay, you're very good, your bones are hard, right?"
Leng Tianhao laughed instead of anger. He kept nodding, holding the long whip in his hand tightly...
"You two, take turns to 2 whips each."
Leng Tianhao waved his hand, and the two people standing at the door came over and threw the long whip at them...
I poured a glass of red wine, sat on a leather chair, enjoying it... and watched Leng Shiyue be beaten coldly.