She was helpless, Xiao Cui's mouth shushed, and said: "What if you shout so loudly that others can hear it? You also saw what happened just now. We called her, but she ignored us. Just go in.

If they pull away, there will be too much movement, and others will know about it. I can't defeat a spiritualist like her, so now I can only keep them inside temporarily, and wait until father comes to make plans!"

"But if I see what's inside... wuwu, I will definitely kill the third lady!"

Killing her would be too cheap for her. This bitch, Meng Xiyao, must make her life worse than death in order to avenge her mother!

Xi Yao took Xiaocui's hand and comforted her, saying, "When father comes later, I will speak for the third sister, but I don't know the effect. I can only say that I will do my best!"

"Thank you Miss Seven!"

After a cup of tea, the sounds in the room slowly stopped, and then became intense again. Xi Yao snickered in his heart, Qian Kong must have chosen such a powerful medicine because he was usually incompetent.

There will be a good show when Meng Jue comes later!

After only waiting for a while, Meng Jue walked in with two middle-aged women.

"Which room?" Meng Jue's face was livid, and two flames could shoot out of his eyes.

Xi Yao pointed at the door, Meng Jue frowned, and said to the woman behind him: "Why are you still standing there in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and take action!"

"yes!"

Two strong women walked in with hemp bags. Meng Jue looked through the crack of the door and saw Meng Lingyue lying on Qian Kong's chest with a forgetful expression on her face. She couldn't help but twitch her brows twice.

The two women put Meng Xiyao in a sack, slipped out through the back door of Penglai Pavilion, and drove back first in a carriage.

There were all kinds of people in Penglai Pavilion, and the fourth floor was full of private rooms, so no one noticed what happened here.

Meng Jue kicked the door open and said coldly: "Come in."

Xi Yao knew that this was meant for her, so she followed obediently and saw Qian Kong panting and disheveled clothes on the ground, with milky white things remaining on the ground.

Of course she understood what it was, and a look of contempt immediately appeared on her face. She turned her back to Qian Kong and said, "Father, can you put some clothes on him?"

"No, I have to wait for the Situ family to take him back!"

Meng Jue sat down on the chair domineeringly, his eyes flashing coldly.

Xi Yao followed his gaze and saw that Qian Kong's "little stick" was still swinging straight between the two thighs. It was thin and small, and it was trying hard to stretch out its head to grow a little longer.

She sneered in her heart. It's a pity that he was so boastful before. With such size and endurance, if it weren't for the effect of drugs, he would have softened in a short while. How could it make her feel good?

Suddenly, the "little stick" between Qian Kong's legs shook twice, and two streams of white stuff flew out from it. After spitting out the contents of his mouth, he immediately fell down.

Lying next to my thigh like a little bug,

Xi Yao burst into laughter. It was small and soft, but it was still capable of vomiting white liquid. It was just that the way it lay down was a bit too ugly.

Meng Jue suddenly covered his mouth and coughed twice, blushing and glaring at Xi Yao.

She quickly stopped laughing, covered her mouth and turned away from the money hole.

"Brother Meng, what...what's going on?"

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