"Oh my god! Now you dirty rat learn to shut your mouth huh! Why suddenly stop talking! Play with me! It's more fun!"
With a fruit knife in one hand, Qin Shou unremittingly slapped Han Xue's face, his expression was ferociously grim.
"Qin Shou, don't rush to deal with me! Let's talk first!" Han Xue looked at him and said.
"What is there to talk about! Damn you all, you've turned me into this. And you even want to negotiate terms with me! Dream on!" Qin Shou cursed.
"How dare you treat me like this?" Han Xue was completely enraged this time, and said angrily: "I should've made you impotent when I had the chance! I deeply regret it now!"
"Mention it again! Mention it again! mention it one more time and I'll carve your face!"
Qin Shou was also enraged by Han Xue, and he raised the fruit knife, intending to cut Han Xue's face.
"Ah! Qin Shou if you dare to do it, I swear I'll make your life hell!"
Han Xue couldn't help screaming.
