Chapter 1009

Xia Anlan laughs out a voice: "this idea is good, not early, go to have a rest quickly."

Yan Qingsi nodded: "then I'll go, uncle, you also have an early rest."

She went to the door a little relieved, turned back and asked: "uncle, if I'm in trouble. My grandparents will punish me. Will you help me

She knew that her grandfather liked Mrs. you very much. When she dealt with Mrs. you like that, he would teach her a lesson.

Xia Anlan instantly understood, said with a smile: "go ahead, no matter what you do, there is an uncle to carry it for you, go to sleep."

Yan Qingsi left at ease. With the support of her uncle, it's useless for her grandfather to talk!

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The game slept for two hours. He didn't sleep very well. It rained outside the window. The rain was very dense. The sound of beating the window woke up the game. He tossed and turned on the bed and sat up abruptly.

"No, I still have to go and have a look."

How can he believe the evil of yanqingsi? There was not a word of truth in her mouth, and he believed it.

Mardan, how could he be so stupid!

The game limps to Mrs. you's room. When I push the door, I feel a cold wind blowing. The cool air in the whole room is very heavy.

The game shivers, turns on the light, sees the curtain to shake, the wind blows turns over, he shakes his head, opens the window unexpectedly.

The game called out: "Mom..."

No one answered, and the game called again. I found that there was no one on the bed, the quilt was well laid, and there was no sign of sleeping. There was no one in the bathroom, and there was no place in the wardrobe where everyone could hide.

The game is puzzled. What about people?

Where can Yan Qingsi hide people? She can't get people away.

Shit, split up?

The game shakes its head quickly, won't, Yan Qing Si cent corpse can divide corpse where to go? A big living man can't chop at once.

Suddenly, the game heard the window that seems to be moving, he turned his head in the heart, Yan Qingsi will not really throw his mother down, right?

The game quickly limped past, brush the curtain, see, two pieces of cloth across the windowsill, he found along the cloth, one end of the room on the bed leg.

The game suddenly felt bad, heart thump, head out of the window a stretch, rain immediately swept over, wet face, very cold.

But what's more shocking to the game is that at the other end of the rope, there is It's him, mama!

The game shakes for a while, scolds: "I depend on This woman is more than a monster

She didn't tell his mother, but it was too damn terrible. This method was not as kind as the second uncle.

The game quickly pulled his mother up, but also thanks to him, if a little later, the rope torn from the sheet would be broken.

The game wasted the boss's strength to pull Mrs. you up, first take out the cloth in her mouth, and then open the rope for her sister.

Mrs. you's body has been soaked, frozen cold stiff, almost can't move.

After hanging for nearly three hours, the fear that she would fall down and die at any time was always over her head. That kind of fear made Mrs. you feel an unprecedented shame.

She unexpectedly, unexpectedly is humiliated to become like this by a worthless hair wench.

The game is now a leg cast, normal road is difficult, there is no way to put his mother on the bed, simply take down the quilt to Mrs. you wrapped.

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