Chapter 4320

Qin Wuyan said nothing, this is where Min Huizhu lives, the things in these cabinets and boxes are naturally Min Huizhu's, if you open it...

The voice from Zhuang Xiaoyu's throat was like the sound of a sharp knife cutting across a stone, "If you don't open it, it will be over for both of us!"

Qin Wuyan clenched his hands into fists: "Xiao Yu, I have never set foot here before, I..."

Only since Min Huizhu came here, he has never set foot in this bedroom again, and has always stayed in the meeting hall and study.

Zhuang Xiaoyu ignored his explanation: "From now on, I only believe what I see, and I won't believe what you tell me."

She suddenly struggled desperately in his arms, shouting hoarsely: "Qin Wuyan, open all the chests and boxes, you open them for me!"

Her anger seemed to be able to burn everything, and her sharp nails scratched his face, "Are you guilty of being a thief, what are you afraid of?

Are you trying to force me to bang my head against these iron chains? "

The personal guard heard the commotion inside, so he had to bite the bullet and push the door in. "Priest."

It was almost noon and the sun was just right. Although the window of the bedroom was closed, everything inside could be seen clearly.

The priest's ripped clothes were in a mess, there was a fresh red and swollen palm print on his handsome fair face, and bloodstains on his neck and neck from being scratched by nails.

The diorama on the dressing table was smashed into pieces, the chair was also incomplete, and the inside was a mess.

Qin Wuyan's eyes were red, his voice was hoarse, and he nodded slightly to his personal guard.

The personal guard understood, drew out his long knife, chopped down with one knife, cut off the iron lock, and opened the box.

Just looking at one thing, Zhuang Xiaoyu turned around for a while, all of them were exquisitely embroidered underwear, red bellybands for mandarin ducks to play in the water...

Qin Wuyan was startled when he saw these things, but he didn't expect these things to be placed inside.

Zhuang Xiaoyu's elbow stabbed Qin Wuyan's chest fiercely, Qin Wuyan loosened his arm, Zhuang Xiaoyu took the opportunity to run to the side of the box, rummaged through it, the more he watched, the more he felt that the fire in his body was running wildly.

As a saint, those boundless spring patterns embroidered on her belly pocket are the erotic pictures that should be pressed under the box when she gets married...

Just looking at these sudden events, Zhuang Xiaoyu felt nauseated.

There are also those gauze that is so thin that it is almost transparent and the obscene trousers that are looming.

The young personal guard just glanced at it, and even the tips of his ears turned red. He quickly cut off the iron locks on the other boxes and cabinets, and fled out of the bedroom.

On weekdays, they were guarding the door of this room, listening to the saintess and Qing Huan inside, screaming to death, and felt that the saintess was not at all similar to the saintess in their minds.

Unexpectedly, there are so many tricks, no wonder that Qing Huan was squeezed all night, when he came out, the man's legs were trembling, and he was staggering when he walked...

Like a goblin, fortunately Qing Huan came to that kind of place, otherwise, who would be satisfied with Min Huizhu?

It means that the acting priest can bear it and ignore this goblin, but any one of them would not be able to bear it.

Zhuang Xiaoyu rummaged through the boxes, afraid of getting her hands dirty, she stood up and glanced over those boxes and cabinets one by one.

Clothes, shoes and socks, all kinds of books that men and women feel like ducks to water after being together.

Zhuang Xiaoyu thought that these were enough to refresh her lower limit. When the last cabinet was opened, her throat seemed to be tightly strangled, giving her a feeling of suffocation.

It was the fabric of the clothes that had been torn into pieces, and all of them were "collected" in the cabinet by the hostess of this bedroom...