"Ao..."
"Aoah..."
"Aoah..."
The deafening cry resounded throughout the Qingqiu Mansion, which scared the three big elves hiding in the bedroom and Su Ya were trembling. Especially Su Ya was afraid that she would inevitably feel a little bit of gratitude, and was glad that she was not the one who attended the Seven Deadly Sins Gathering this time.
Su Shijun hid at the corner of the stairs, leaned her head and looked down, looking at the little fox tied up and swayed by a whip under the ceiling, with a heartache on her face.
“——He really beats me!”
The MP of the Moon Under the Parliament muttered, unconsciously covering his butt.
Su Man stood beside her with his hands, no longer having her usual calmness, with a little worried expression, and whispered: "——Why don't you go down and take a look?"
Su Shijun hesitated for a few seconds and shook her head with a very small amplitude.
"—No, even he couldn't help but attack. I was worried that if I went down and heard the consequences, I would be unable to help but beat her up." She sighed without confidence.
Su Man also sighed and comforted: "——Director Zheng will be responsible."
But as she said.
Although Poseidon was beaten and cried.
But Zheng Qing was very cautious when he took action.
In order to avoid accidentally exerting too much force and hurting this little thing, he even used legendary magic throughout the whole process and controlled the strength of his own hands to ensure that she could not only feel enough pain without causing any harm to her body. Of course, simply feeling the pain was a waste, so Zheng Qing did a little trick when he whipped, and each whip was nourished by legendary magic.
In other words, this beating is equivalent to a compulsory "body refining".
The advantage is that this way of beating can make Boseidong hang and suck it all night without any trouble.
The downside is that the more you beat, the louder the sound of Bose howling, and there is no slight weakness.
“—Do you know where you are wrong?”
After more than a hundred strokes in a row, Zheng Qing stopped and looked at the little fox in front of him with a gloomy tone. After leaving the conference room of the Seven Deadly Sins, he grabbed the little fox's collar and took her back to Qingqiu Mansion. Without saying a word, he beat her up.
"Ah...ah?"
After the pain disappeared, Boseidong, who came to his senses, blinked and thought for a moment, finally replied with some disconfidence: "—Is it because I gamble?"
Wow!
He has a very loud voice!
Su Shijun, who was hiding around the corner, heard the word "gambling", opened her almond eyes wide, subconsciously wiping her sleeves, and was about to go downstairs, but was stopped by the head maid beside her: "———Miss, Miss, if you go down, Dongdong will really be broken!"
"I deserve it!" Miss Su was so beautiful when she was angry: "I learned to gamble at a young age. Who did I learn this from? Where is Su Ya? Where is she?!"
"Bang!"
Downstairs, Zheng Qing, who heard Bosedong's answer, also had a similar reaction. He whipped hard again, and the little fox whipped around several times, like a top: "—— Do you also know that you should be beaten to gambling? Tell me, who did you learn this from?"
He looked up and looked up, as if his eyes fell on someone through the thick door panel.
Su Ya, who was hiding in the bedroom, immediately covered her butt and argued loudly: "—I don't know! It has nothing to do with me! I don't know how to gamble!"
The three sisters Zheng Su nodded in unison, then shook their heads again, as if they didn't know anything about it.
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Poseidon cried and replied, "You, when you were in school, didn't you gamble with that boy with Persian cat eyes? I learned from you!"
As soon as these words came out, Zheng Qing's whip suddenly froze in the air.
Miss Su at the corner of the stairs was also stunned.
Without further reminders, when Boseidong mentioned the word "Persian Cat", Zheng Qing immediately remembered it - she should be the senior officer of the Blood Friends Association, John Neville, little, his two eyeballs were blue and green. During the freshman school hunting competition, Zheng Qian and several other companions from Yusu Hunting Team participated in the "gambling" together, betting on the winning team and the hunter. During that time, he discussed related matters in front of Boseidong.
But at that time, Poseidon was still a little hairy dumpling, and no one took her seriously, so he did not shy away from talking about it.
Thumb! Thumb! Thumb!
The crisp sound of high heels came from the corner of the stairs. In the blink of an eye, the owner of Qingqiu Mansion rushed into the living room with great momentum. The phantoms of four fluffy tails swayed gently behind her like water plants.
Zheng Qing put away his whip with guilt.
When Bosedong saw Su Shijun coming, he cried even more and more vigorously.
Su Man hurriedly walked towards her, as if she wanted to put her down.
"——Don't worry, keep hanging!"
Su Shijun glanced at the crying little fox with a stern shout, "Cry? If you cry again, you will send you back to Qingqiu Mountain and let your ancestors discipline themselves!"
The little fox who had heard Su Ya say a lot of bad things on the mountain immediately bit his lips and stopped, but the grievance on his face was still beyond words.
Then, Su Shijun looked at Zheng Qing.
Serious expression.
"—The ancients said that if the son does not teach, the father's fault. You should also be responsible for this matter. And it is the most important responsibility!"
"Then..." Zheng Qing hesitated for a moment, and had not yet figured out how to take responsibility.
Several soft vines jumped out of the void, tied his hands and feet, then pulled him in the waist, hanging him in the air, close to Boseidong's position.
The little fox opened his mouth slightly, opened his eyes wide in shock, and even forgot to continue crying. Su Man was very sensible and turned around and left the living room.
Zheng Qing had a dark face and did not struggle.
In fact, when the first vine was wrapped around his wrist, he realized. Su Shijun did not use his strong magic power. If he did not agree, he could easily tear off these vines.
But, then what?
The hardest thing in this world is the unity of knowledge and action.
And, don't double standards.
The reason he used to beat Poseidon also had to beat him up, so that this kind of education would be meaningful.
“—I’ll do the rest.”
A slightly cold voice came from behind Su Shijun. Jiang Yu appeared quietly at the door of the living room. He reached out and grabbed Zheng Qing's slender whip that had fallen to the ground in his hand. Then he rolled up his sleeves and exposed his two white arms. He walked slowly to the hanging boy. He raised a small face and looked around the male witch's waist and back, as if he was considering where to take the whip to be more advantageous.
“——Tsk.”
Su Shijun seemed quite unhappy, raised her hand and took off the glasses from her face, and smiled slightly: "Don't argue about this kind of thing, each person will 50 times... set a good example for Dongdong!"
Jiang Yu nodded with a very small amplitude and raised the whip in his hand.
Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!
Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!
ps, I will complain first: Ah! No, are the great wizards so fun to play?!
ps, the author replied: I'm not right... I was writing in a daze... Before I knew it, he was hung up and beaten_(:з)∠)_
Chapter completed!