The Vicious Widow Widow Dressed As the Male Lead of Farming Fields

  Chapter 700 Who can stop it

   In the end, he was guilty of doing bad things. The sudden closing of the door frightened Yang Zhenao. Yang Zhenao, who was still lustful and careful, seemed to wake up all of a sudden.

   "What, what's going on—!"

  He trembled all over his body. Looking at the door that was closed for no apparent reason, he was even more frightened, thinking that the house was not clean and was haunted in the middle of the night.

   "Help, help—!"

   Yang Zhenao was so frightened that he rolled and crawled, and rushed to the gate of Jiang Jiuhe's house, wanting to escape from this eerie and weird house quickly.

   Unfortunately, Jiang Jiuhe had already calculated this step, so when the door closed, Jiang Jiuhe had already locked the door of the house.

  Since the gates have been locked, how could Yang Zhenao escape?

  After realizing that the door of this room was locked, his face showed a look of despair, his eyes were full of fear and fear, and he had already forgotten his original goal of coming to this room.

  Jiang Jiuhe crossed his arms and looked at Yang Zhenao's desperate state with a nonchalant expression. He just felt funny in his heart. Whoever made him want to do bad things deserved it.

   "That's it, tsk, it looks like it's time for me to play." Looking at Yang Zhenao who was about to collapse in fright, Jiang Jiuhe smiled ghostly.

  On the other side, Yang Zhenao was so frightened that he fainted from shock.

  Jiang Jiuhe walked in front of him, smelled a smell of urine, saw a little unknown yellow liquid on the ground, and was instantly disgusted. She didn't dare to lift Yang Zhenao's clothes for fear of being contaminated.

  But this doesn't mean she will let Yang Zhenao go. As soon as she moved, she immediately went to the water tank to fill half a basin of water, and poured it directly on Yang Zhenao who was on the ground. "

  Cough cough cough, who is splashing me, don’t you want to live anymore?! "Yang Zhenao's face was full of water, he was choked, and woke up coughing.

  Yang Zhenao wiped his eyes with his hands, and finally opened them. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Jiuhe standing in front of him with a look of disgust, and his eyes widened in horror.

  Jiang Jiuhe smiled softly. In Yang Zhenao's eyes, this smile was no different from an evil spirit.

  He stepped back with his hands propped up, and before Jiang Jiuhe could speak, tears and snot ran down his face, and he began to talk about his purpose for coming here.

"I, I originally wanted to take advantage of the night to humiliate you, thinking that you don't have much strength as a woman. I didn't expect that you would encounter a ghost without being raped. I really knew I was wrong, so you just Adults don’t remember the faults of villains, let me go!”

  Jiang Jiuhe's face sank after hearing Yang Zhenao's answer. If it wasn't for the system, he might have succeeded.

  She stepped forward, and Yang Zhenao's pupils immediately shrank because of fear, and he said in a trembling voice: "What are you going to do? You can't hurt me, otherwise. Otherwise, I will let you get revenge!"

   This person really is, even daring to speak loudly when he is about to die.

Jiang Jiuhe pretended to be hesitant when he heard the words, which made Yang Zhenao feel hopeful, and he quickly said: "My uncle has a high status, if you dare to touch me, I will let you go around! Hurry up and get acquainted, Let me go, maybe I can spare your life."

  Jiang Jiuhe couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing. Yang Zhenao felt uneasy suddenly, and said, "What are you laughing at?"

  Jiang Jiuhe looked at him and said, "I don't care what your uncle's status is? I want you to die. What do you think—here, who can stop me?"

  (end of this chapter)