Mr. Fu, You’ve Spoiled Your Wife Rotten!

  Chapter 17 I haven’t eaten meat for a long time

  Li Beibei finally turned his head and looked at this elegant man.

  Guan Yulou was surprised to find that Li Beibei's eyes were full of hatred and grief: "I like him? I wish I could kill him now."

He couldn't believe it, Beibei was only eighteen years old, how could she have such eyes at the age of a flower, in fact, since Li Beibei appeared in Qing Yulou today, she felt that she had changed, she was no longer innocent and romantic as before, There was a gloomy and cold aura about him.

  Guan Yulou stopped asking. He has always been a very principled person, and his principle is to love Li Beibei unprincipled.

  As long as she is happy and she can vent her anger, nothing else matters.

  Guan Yulou looked at the screen and said, "Since you hate him so much, why did you only plan to put him on stage to be humiliated? Wouldn't it be more embarrassing to sell him?"

  When Li Beibei came, he greeted him and put the boy up for auction in the dungeon, but no one actually raised a placard to buy him away.

   Thinking about it, the little girl was soft-hearted, and she just wanted to teach him a lesson.

It's not that Li Beibei is soft-hearted, but Li Beibei feels that with Chu Xiubai's arrogant, inferior and self-respecting heart, it makes him feel even more uncomfortable when no one shoots him. After becoming a school grass, he is the prince charming of many girls. He is used to thinking that all the women in the world are in his pocket. Li Beibei just wants to trample on his self-confidence.

  She wants to tell Chu Xiubai that even if she sells you, no one will accept your trash.

   Over there, the auction hall was very lively.

  Everyone whispered to each other, laughed and discussed the appearance and figure of the man in the cage, and pointed, but no one raised their cards.

  Chu Xiubai's complexion was extremely ugly, not because he was being talked about like a commodity, but because he couldn't believe that with his appearance, figure and young age, no one would like him.

   This made him feel even more humiliated, and apart from this humiliation, he also faintly felt even more panicked.

  If no one took pictures of him tonight and repaid the 1.09 million for himself, would Qing Yulou directly use his organs to pay off the debt?

  Chu Xiubai became more and more afraid as he thought about it, and finally he gritted his teeth.

   directly took off the clothes on his body.

  Large muscles are displayed in front of everyone. Chu Xiubai has a good figure, six-pack abs, and well-defined texture. Especially at his age, he is between a boy and a man, but he has a unique charm.

  Finally someone couldn't help it, and raised a sign: "Two million, this little milk dog, I'll take it tonight."

  Everyone turned their eyes to the person holding the placard, which was the "famous" "Mrs. Audrey".

This Mrs. Audrey is the name she gave herself. In fact, her name is Tian Xiaohua. She is a demolition household in an urban village in Kyoto. She has lived for nearly forty years. I also missed the age of marriage. I didn't expect that one day the house would be demolished and divided into hundreds of millions. From then on, I became rich overnight, changed myself to a foreign name, lingered in romantic places every day, and specially picked good-looking and young boys to start with.

  The boy in front of her is so delicious and attractive, even if she was ordered by her superiors, how could she think so much without thinking, so she just raised her card.

Those "young masters" in Qing Yulou are very afraid of her. It's fine if they meet other buyers, maybe they can meet some famous ladies, but as soon as they hear the five words Madam Audrey, they feel extremely disgusting .

  The name Mrs. Audrey is a joke here.

   Sure enough, many people off the stage began to make fun of her, but she pointed at Chu Xiubai on the stage without hesitation: "I want him tonight. I haven't had **** for a long time. You should enjoy yourself tonight."

  (end of this chapter)