However, Feng Xi switched the plate to her other hand and waved it in front of Yu Ye.
Yu Ye was really starving. Her lustful eyes stared at the plate of lamb chops in Feng Xi's hands.
"Don't worry, my wife will live well, very well, and she will live to a hundred years old." Feng Xi said evilly.
He didn't mind wasting some time to torture this crazy woman.
He didn't want to do things like beating people up. It was too tiring.
she's going to die, she's going to die. Everyone's dead, she's the only one left. Haha, she's the only one left ..."
Yu Ye laughed crazily, her eyes still fixed on the plate in Feng Xi's hands.
He kept swallowing his saliva.
Feng Xi narrowed her eyes. Yu Ye's words weren't crazy.
Everyone was dead except for his wife. What did he mean by that?
Feng Xi picked up another plate of red braised meat. The color and taste were very tempting.
Feng Xi had asked the chef in little Jiangnan to make this.
