"Zheng Jing, you'd better behave yourself. Otherwise, I will have her tongue cut off right now.| Head! You haven't tasted it and you don't have a tongue.| What did it feel like to kiss the leader's woman? I think you'll vomit in disgust and never like your sister again! Hahaha!"
Yang Muyan was really a changed person.| She would say anything that provoked them. Was she deliberately forcing them to kill her?
Even Mu Qing was furious when he heard what yang Muyan was going to do to Zheng Lun, let alone Zheng Jing.
But she really couldn't act rashly now, otherwise yang Muyan would really cut off Zheng Lun's tongue.| This kind of thing!
Yang Muyan sat there and laughed hysterically. Her voice was so unpleasant that her laughter was no different from a ghost's wail.
Such an unpleasant voice, coupled with her delicate and perfect face, was extremely strange and creepy.
