Before Qian Haohann came and remembered to ask her what she was going to do, he felt a sharp pain in his scalp, and he immediately dropped the sword in his hand, hugged his head and screamed.
In the 21st century, when women fight with women, they just pull their hair, slap their hands, etc. Qian Duoduo is a proficient practitioner, and he never thought that once he travels through time, it will be useful to get started.
There was a charming smile around the cherry red lips, as if he couldn't hear Qian Haohann's painful howl at all, but just blindly grabbed his hair and dragged him around.
However, Duo'er's small hands are slender and weak, and she can't stand such rough hair, so she just pulled a strand of long hair, but with Qian Haohann, every cell was as hot as if it had been lingering.
Apart from screaming for pain, all his strength is concentrated on his scalp, so he has no chance to resist her, but his mouth is still relentlessly cursing: "Qian Duoduo, you bitch, let go of me... oh Yo, it hurts me..."
When saying this, Qian Duoduo pulled his hair with one hand, pulled off the belt on his clothes with the other, quickly wrapped it around his neck, and then pulled it back hard, almost not strangling him to death .
Qian Haohann's cursing words stopped immediately, only his face became paler and paler due to suffocation, and he coughed.
"Grandma, be merciful, be merciful... If this continues, people will die..." The old bustard was already pale with fright, but for the sake of Baihualou's reputation, Qian Duoduo couldn't be allowed to act like this.
Otherwise, if Qian Shangshu and Concubine Yun would pursue it, how many lives would they have to pay back
Qian Duoduo glanced at the old bustard, seeing that Qian Haohann was being beaten half to death by herself, with tears in her eyes, she felt a little bit relieved, and grabbed the belt tied around his neck like a dead dog , then sat on a chair, took a sip of tea unhurriedly, then squinted at the old bustard, and said, "Go, bring me a rope."
How dare the bustard refute Qian Duoduo's words now, she immediately turned around and took a hemp rope and handed it to Qian Duoduo.
Qian Duoduo let go of Qian Haohann, and the man immediately seemed to be born again, holding his neck, breathing in the air, but now he was like a lifeless skin, ready to be slaughtered.
Qian Duoduo nimbly grabbed his wrist, pulled him to a pillar in a hall, and then tied his body to the pillar like a rice dumpling.
At this time, Qian Haohann's clothes were open, his hair was disheveled, and his face was pale, not to mention how embarrassed he was. Seeing Qian Duoduo's clutches stretching out to him, he couldn't help asking: "Qian Duoduo, what are you doing? .. ”
"What are you doing? Of course I did something good..." Qian Duoduo said innocently, "Didn't my brother just say that I would cramp my skin... How could I go against my brother's wishes?"
Then, he bent down and picked up a sharp sword from the ground, stared at his chest, looked at it thoughtfully for a while, and said: "My lord said that my characters are like ghost symbols, let me practice hard. Practicing calligraphy... Now there is a ready-made human skin template for me to practice calligraphy, brother, what do you think I should engrave on your chest?"
"Hmm... bitch? Stallion? Pork chop? Ah! By the way, how about just drawing a big turtle?"
(PS: Sorry dears, I suddenly had a fever tonight afternoon, the update is relatively late... )