Transmigrated Female Support: Male God, Addicted to Teasing

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It ’s time to settle the bill if you are full.

Su Kui pursed her small mouth, her dark eyes rolled around from the returned objects.

In fact, there is nothing valuable in Huo Yanfang.

However, when these dog minions saw that Huo Yan was bullying, they unscrupulously deducted her things.

Usually, petty thieves never stop, Huo Yan sees it, and is too angry to speak. She had told Aunt Liu before, but when she came back, she found that things were being put back in good order. Aunt Liu thought she lied and scolded her fiercely, even pinching her a few.

Since then, she dared not complain.

Because she found that she couldn't even fight a few men.

The hand stove for heating, the porcelain bottle placed on the desk, the silk flowers of the daughter's household and the valuable hairpins.

even--

Su Kui's eyes slipped on the quilts and he smiled silently.

Very good, she is freezing to death here, it turns out that it was n’t Aunt Liu who wanted to freeze her, but these disloyal slaves were cheap!

"Ah……"

When Mother Yang heard her hoarse laughter, she didn't know why, and she always felt that there was a dark air in her clothes.

Her legs softened and she knelt down.

"Miss Five, the old slave no longer dares, can you ... can you spare the old slave this time?"

Xiaocui glanced at Xiaohe, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

Su Kui let them move, stood up and wrapped his cloak tightly, pacing slowly in the house, slender fingers, and clicked the returned objects.

She did not speak, and Mother Yang and others could only continue to kowtow.

Soon, all of his head was black and white, and his head was about to burst.

But they dare not speak, or even dare to move lightly. Who knows if they can't satisfy Miss Wu, will the heater fall on their heads again the next moment?

I dare not imagine.

After watching the system for a while, it was boring: [Host, are you really going to kill them? 】

Su Kui rubbed his frozen fingers expressionlessly, "kill them? That's too simple for them. What I want is that they live better than they die!"

Don't you hate her? Can't wait for her to die?

She had to live a good life, so that they could not tell the bitterness around her, and she was worried every day.

When she gets bored someday, it's not too late.

The system is speechless: [Sure enough, you are still the woman I know who must report. 】

Su Kui hooked his lips and turned his head slightly, wondering: "I seem to have a lot less."

"Small ..." Mother Yang lay on the ground and looked at Xiao Cui. "Miss Wu, what are you missing? The minions will look for it."

On weekdays, Xiao He is timid and dare not take these things.

The ones who took the most were Ms. Xiaocui Yang and Ms. Wang.

So Su Kui didn't take Xiaohe after the memory search.

Su Kui sat back, a small face pale and pale, illuminated by candlelight, but had some blood.

She supported her chin and murmured softly, "I remember my box, but there was a box full of silver money, how could it be gone? It's weird ~~"

The girl sighed, her dark, shiny eyes staring down at the three people faintly.

Mama Yang was cold all over, with misery, "This ... how is this possible? Are you mismatched, Miss Five?"

The question hadn't been finished yet, and Mama Yang's head suddenly burned.

But it turned out that it was the girl who overturned the kettle, and the hot tea that had just been burned not long after, poured all over her head.