Zhou Qingqing's face turned pale in pain.

Even lost the ability to sound.

The man did not give her a chance to ease and began all kinds of inhumane abuse.

Bai Chunsheng has a huge body and strong muscles, and he looks like a rough bullfighter.

I will never appear on him.

"You...be gentle..."

"It's not a young man anymore, it's not that painful or pretentious."

"Let me... go."

After untiing his hands and feet, Zhou Qingqing took the initiative to hug him, resisted the urge to vomit, and kissed him.

Bai Chunsheng naturally refused everyone.

After a while, the painful wailing sound of the woman inside quickly turned into a very wonderful, as if she was particularly enjoyable.

...

Zhou Mansion, behind the rockery in the back garden, in the white snow.

The two of them squatted on the ground, holding their cheeks, and staring at the persimmons on the tree, just like yesterday.

"Miss, this tree is too high and there is ice on it, so we can't climb it up."

Ye Yifan unwillingly picked up a small stone and smashed it over, watching it landing far away.

"I wish Brother Ye was there."

"Yes, the young master is so powerful that he can hit the dates on the tree."

"Let's go."

Ye Yifan was a little disappointed, and then he looked at the persimmon tree reluctantly.

This persimmon tree was found yesterday, but unfortunately the tree is too high for them to reach.

"What are you doing here?" A man's cello sounded above his head.

Ye Yifan's eyes lit up, and he immediately cheered up. He stood up and walked to him, like a child, holding his arm with one hand and pointing at the persimmon tree with the other: "Xinyue wants to eat persimmons on the tree."

Xinyue: "..."

Miss, is it really good for you?

Zhou Zimo frowned, feeling unhappy. This stupid woman squatted in the snow these two days just to make a few broken persimmons.

"Then let her squat here and guard it. What are you doing here like a silly cat?"

Ye Yifan: "..." Did the persimmon fall down while guarding it?

The man's big hand pinched her cheek and exposed her without hesitation: "I think you want to eat it."

Ye Yifan let go of his hand and squatted on the ground and threw stones.

"I just think it's too cold to hang on the trees. I'd better pick them off and put them in the house to warm them up. What a pity it's frozen."

Zhou Zimo couldn't help but laugh: "You can take it off and put it in your stomach to warm it up."

Ye Yifan didn't say anything and secretly poked.

Zhou Zimo lifted her from the ground, held her in her arms, kissed her forehead, and pinned her scattered head behind her ears: "Why don't you ask me to help you?"

"You don't let me eat cold food."

Zhou Zi thought about it for a while, and he did say so.

The big hand pinched her fleshy cheeks: "For your poor sake, I will allow you to eat one."

"I can't get it down."

"You're too stupid."

He bent down to pick up the stone and threw it away casually. The red fruit fell into the snow nest. He hit the branches and did not destroy the fruit.

Ye Yifan shook his arm: "Test a few more."

Zhou Zimo threw out all the five small stones in his hand, and a pile of persimmons were left in the snow nest on the ground.

Xinyue's eyes shone brightly and she couldn't help but applaud: "Young Marshal, you are so amazing. One stone can knock down two persimmons."

Looking at the little man in his arms looking shocked, Zhou Zimo kissed her on her lips: "How about it, are your man very powerful?"

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Chapter completed!