Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Mo Qing looked happy, and cut off two fingers. It was better to cut off both hands.

He did not dare to be too extravagant.

Unexpectedly, he is not happy yet.

Wen Muchu's voice sounded faintly: "Two fingers were cut off, you swallowed them..."

Lan Xiao narrowed his eyes thoughtfully to Wen Mu Chu.

From her perspective, his sharp features are exquisite and handsome.

But those eyes, flashing light, were mixed with a fierce look.

Mo Qing was taken aback for a moment, his face turned pale to no blood.

The onlookers, at this moment, completely died out.

When Wen Muchu said these words, waves of cold air radiated from his body hit them.

That look, that voice, cold and cold, without temperature.

At this moment, people discovered that the real ruthless character was this handsome man.

The cruelest thing is not to cruel people's flesh, but to crush people's psychology.

Not only do you have to chop off your fingers, you also have to eat a severed finger...

Is this the rhythm that drives Mo Qing crazy?

Everyone thought that Mo Qing would not agree to it. Unexpectedly, Mo Qing had already given up. It was nothing to eat the severed finger. As long as he was not completely disabled, he was willing to do anything.

Therefore, he gritted his teeth, a fierce flash flashed under his eyes, and he yelled back.

Then, he quickly got up, picked up the shining knife, stretched out his left hand and cut off the little finger and ring finger without hesitation.

Wen Muchu immediately stretched out his hand to cover Lan Xiao's eyes and block the **** scene from happening.

Wen Cheng was frightened, yelled, covered his eyes, and hid behind Wen Muchu, shivering.

She was really terrified when she saw such a **** scene for the first time.

When she saw that her brother was actually protecting Lan Xiao, ignoring her sister, she was so angry that she was about to vomit blood.

Is her sister really incomparable with Lan Xiao?

My brother is really loyal to color than sister.

She was so angry that she wanted to go home and file a complaint with her mother.

Mo Qing's speed was very fast. Everyone felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the knife rose and fell, a burst of bright red blood spurted out, and two broken fingers rolled to the ground.

The surroundings were silent and extremely quiet.

Everyone's eyes widened, looking at all this incredible.

Mo Qing clutched his severed finger, tore off a piece of cloth from his body, and tied the bleeding wound.

Then, without hesitation, he raised his eyes and glanced at Wen Mu Chu and Lan Xiao, then smiled coldly, knelt down and picked up the two severed fingers, and stuffed them into his mouth.

Everyone was stunned, and they didn't expect Mo Qing to be so crazy and so free.

Naturally, Lan Xiao saw this scene too, and she was vomiting disgustingly. This Mo Qing was absolutely abnormal.

If he is willing to beg for mercy again, she doesn't necessarily have to force him to this step.

This man is too cruel, cruel to others, even more cruel to himself.

Lan Xiao grabbed the corner of Wen Muchu's clothes, and his body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

Wen Muchu's eyes flashed, lowered his eyes, and glanced at her pale face.

Immediately, he held her hand and whispered: "Don't be afraid..."

Lan Xiao looked up at him inexplicably, just about to say that she was not afraid, you might have misunderstood it. Who knows, he didn't give her a chance to react.

He took her hand, took the copper furnace back from Master Li, and nodded slightly to everyone.

He put his arms around her shoulders, took Wen Cheng, and left the Zhao antique shop.