Sikong Cheng was imprisoned in a wooden box, and his body had been injected with sedatives, so he couldn't exert any strength. He could only look straight ahead through the keyhole, which was the position on the bed.

Seeing his wife appear in the bedroom, Sikong Cheng immediately felt a sharp knife in his heart. He thought that his wife Ma Chunfang was coerced by Wan Qianqiu.

However, things are so dramatic...

Ma Chunfang's gentle, ambiguous and coquettish tone reached Sikong Cheng's ears.

"Dear, didn't you say you would come back to me in a few days? You were crazy last night, and now you can't help but miss me?" Ma Chunfang took the initiative and jumped directly onto the bed.

Wan Qianqiu also got on the bed, hugged Ma Chunfang and said, "Do you love me?"

"Oh, I love you the most."

"What about your husband? Do you still love him?"

"Hey, there is no love anymore. Don't mention him. It's a bummer. By the way, I'm wearing new underwear today... Hehe!" Ma Chunfang said and took off her clothes.

When Sikong Cheng in the box saw this, his blood flowed backwards, and it felt like a hedgehog was rolling on his scalp.

He never thought that his wife would actually have an affair with Wan Qianqiu.

what is going on?

Why is my wife so close to Wan Qianqiu?

Wan Qianqiu deliberately walked from the bed to the box, then sat down on the box and hooked her fingers at Ma Chunfang on the bed. Ma Chunfang came to the box like an obedient dog.

Everything that happened next was like a dream, but for Sikong Cheng, it was like a thousand arrows piercing the heart.

My wife actually cheated on me with Wan Qianqiu.

Sikong Cheng wanted to scream and rush out to fight Wan Qianqiu, but his whole body was weak. He was trembling all over and his eyes were about to bleed.

Ma Chunfang, you shameless bitch, you stinking bitch!

You slut!

In his heart, Sikong Cheng had scolded Ma Chunfang thousands of times.

He was in pain, and his blood seemed to have turned into lava, burning every inch of skin and every blood vessel in his body.

It is said that the greatest hatred is the hatred of killing one's father or the hatred of taking away one's wife.

This hatred of seizing his wife was as painful as touching his skin, not to mention that it happened in front of his own eyes.

But what Sikong Cheng didn't expect was that he had done the same thing to Wan Qianqiu before, making out with Zhuo Lanqing in the self-built house of Sikong Cheng's old house in front of Wan Qianqiu.

Now that the position has changed, Sikong Cheng has also experienced the sting and sadness of the hatred of seizing his wife.

It's just that he is very curious as to when Wan Qianqiu and Ma Chunfang were together, and how Ma Chunfang was conquered by Wan Qianqiu.

I don’t know why Sikong Cheng shed tears. Maybe it was the crocodile tears left behind when someone took away his beloved thing.

These few hours were wonderful moments for Wan Qianqiu and Ma Chunfang, but for Sikong Cheng, it was painful suffering, as if the body was being roasted on fire. That kind of pain was unbearable by ordinary people.

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After "the wind stopped and the rain stopped," Ma Chunfang leaned on Wan Qianqiu's arms, "I love you so much, my dear."

"I love you too, and we will be together forever."

"Really, don't you dislike me for being an old woman?"

"You are not old. You are still charming now and you are at your most beautiful age." After saying that, Wan Qianqiu kissed Ma Chunfang tenderly on the lips.

Ma Chunfang was so moved that she hugged Wan Qianqiu tightly, "I love you, I love you so much..."

This love made Sikong Cheng almost faint.

It was dawn soon. After Ma Chunfang got dressed, she said she had to go to the factory to do some business today, so she left first.

After Ma Chunfang left, Wan Qianqiu opened the wooden box and tore off the sealing tape on Sikong Cheng's mouth.

Sikong Cheng was very tired, his eyes were red, and he stared at Wan Qianqiu angrily.

Wan Qianqiu shrugged, smoked a small cigarette, and said, "Are you satisfied with this performance?"

"You lunatic, when did you have sex with my wife?"

"For this period of time, I am just treating others the way they are treated. If you fuck my wife, I will fuck your wife. Isn't it painful and aggrieved? Do you really want to kill someone? There is such a thing

It just feels right. This is how you treated me in the first place, have you forgotten?" Wan Qianqiu looked at Sikong Cheng with disdain and a knife-like smile.

"We are even, let me go... From now on, we will not offend each other." Sikong Cheng said something against his will.

"No, no, no, the performance is not over yet, why are you in a hurry?" Wan Qianqiu said with a smile that was still full of emotions.

These words made Sikong Cheng's heart tremble suddenly.

What kind of tricks does Wan Qianqiu want to play?

"There are still two actresses who are not on stage. I'll work harder and continue in the evening."

"What the hell are you going to do? I already told you that even if we are even now, I will never be with Zhuo Lanqing again."

"It doesn't matter to me whether you and Zhuo Lanqing are together or not, I just want to make you suffer now!"

"You, you madman."

"Yes, I am a madman. Your current pain is all caused by your own hands." After saying that, Wan Qianqiu took out the syringe from the drawer again and injected an injection into Sikong Cheng's neck.

Sikong Cheng fainted.

It was night in a flash, and Sikong Cheng was still in the box. Just like last night, his body was still unable to move, and his whole body was tied up, and his mouth was covered with tape again.

The keyhole still faces the big bed.

At this time, the door opened and the footsteps of two people could be heard.

Sikong Cheng thought it was still his wife Ma Chunfang, and felt at ease.

By the way, do whatever you want, anyway, I won't want a woman like Ma Chunfang.

Sikong Cheng decided to divorce Ma Chunfang after returning home alive.

But I never thought that tonight’s heroine would be Sikong Jing, my biological sister.

Sikong Jing is enchanting, naughty and cute. Today, at Wan Qianqiu's request, she is wearing a maid outfit.

This is definitely a visual treat.

"Ah, I still feel so embarrassed, these clothes are weird." Although she said so, Sikong Jing did not show any displeasure.

"I think you look good in your dress. Come on, baby, I miss you so much. Let me hug you."
Chapter completed!