Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

"Pfft! Cough cough!" Mo Qingcheng almost choked on his saliva: "The bold and lowly maidservant dared to insult Mr. Wan in public, you don't want to live, do you?"

"Slaves don't dare! Madam... slaves deserve death, but the fetus in the womb... is innocent..." Zhu'er was about to cry, and I felt pity for it.

Shui Sheng was like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, his brain exploded, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he shook his head repeatedly: "Zhu Er, tell me, this is not true, it is not true, it is not true..."

"Brother Shuisheng...I...don't want to..." Zhu'er sobbed, her shoulders trembling.

Mo Qingcheng stared at Zhu'er coldly. She had long seen that there was something wrong with this dead girl, but now she seemed to be doing well.Toad wants to eat swan meat, so he misses Feifei's fiancé?

This is interesting...

"Mr. Wan, what do you say about this matter?" Mo Qingcheng, Du Sihang, Wan Ziliang, Gu Jing's unwavering eyes, frowned slightly.

Could this be done by this guy?sanctimonious...

"Ma'am, it's all my fault..." Wan Ziliang was neither happy nor sad, his face expressionless.

Mo Qingcheng: "..."

Nani?

There are those who pick up money without hesitation, and those who pick up people's teeth, and today there are still some who take the initiative to be panxia.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

Is this world magical, or has he traveled through time?

The corner of Mo Qingcheng's mouth curled up with a seemingly invisible arc, isn't it that he has passed through?This crossing is not that crossing...

Zhu'er was secretly happy, and hurriedly crawled towards Wan Ziliang: "My lord, slaves don't need titles, as long as the slaves give birth to the child, even if they die, I won't regret it."

"My lord will help you...cough cough..." Wan Ziliang coughed, his face flushed, he gasped slightly, and almost suffocated.

"Young master...Young master... come here... hurry up..." Zhu'er panicked and shouted.

Wan Ziliang shook his head: "No problem..."

Mo Qingcheng: "..."

Shui Sheng is still immersed in his own world and cannot extricate himself. Sister Zhu Er, who grew up as a childhood sweetheart, is pregnant with the young master's child?

wrong!

It's all the young master's fault!

"Master, how could you...do something so inferior to a beast?" Shui Sheng was in pain, and looked at Wan Ziliang with strange eyes.

Wan Ziliang's face was pale: "Ahem... Isn't this what you want?"

Shui Sheng's eyes flickered slightly: "Master, you are sick again, and this slave will push you back first."

"No need..." Wan Ziliang refused, and said, "Madam, let's talk about the brick business..."

"My lord, servant girl... I feel uncomfortable in my stomach..." Zhu'er's face changed when she received Shui Sheng's wink.

Wan Ziliang narrowed his eyes: "Come here, take Aunt Zhu down to rest."

"Yes!"

With a flash, a hidden guard grabbed Zhu'er, turned around and left.

Shui Sheng's expression changed suddenly: "Master, Zhu'er...no, Aunt Zhu..."

"You go down too!" Wan Ziliang rolled his eyes coldly, showing a sense of impatience.

"Yes!" Shui Sheng frowned, strode away, walked to the door, and paused slightly: "I remember you, madam..."

"Hehe... Madam is waiting for you at any time!" Mo Qingcheng raised her eyebrows and raised her middle finger.

Little boy, can't sit still?This instructor has a big gift for you...

Take it!

Storm!

Wan Ziliang's cold eyes met Shang Mo Qingcheng's meaningful eyes, and his expression did not change at all: "Madam, are you here to buy bricks or bricks?"

"Isn't your son nonsense? Why don't you come here without buying bricks?"

Wan Ziliang: "..."