"I also think my idea is pretty good," Gong Juese said, narcissistically.
Immediately after, Gong Juese smirked and added, "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and carry your sister-in-law to your room."
Gong Juechen glanced at Meng Lanqing, whose height was comparable to his own, "We should both carry her. I definitely can't lift her by myself."
"How can you be so useless! I told you to learn some martial arts and exercise your body, but you just wouldn't listen. Now you can't even carry your own wife. How are you going to control her later, to turn the raw rice into cooked rice?" Although Gong Juese was scolding him, he was helping Gong Juechen lift Meng Lanqing onto the bed in Gong Juechen's room.
"Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm..." Meng Zhuqing watched as her brother was carried off in such a manner, frantic to the point of death. Unfortunately, she was bound, her mouth was gagged, and she could do nothing but lie on the ground in a panic.
