"Get out."

The woman in black shouted coldly at Feng Qingcheng who was coming with a thick face.

Anxiang had no favoritism for this woman who had to go to the prison hall to receive punishment, and she became a double punishment.

The most important thing is that Feng Qingcheng was shocked by the young master and was unforgivable.

Therefore, Anxiang didn't look at Feng Qingcheng at all.

If I hadn't seen Feng Qingcheng's lower body, he was obviously an ordinary weak woman without martial arts. Anxiang would have to stab her with a sword and ask Feng Qingcheng to taste the powerful ones.

If an ordinary woman in an ancient boudoir was scolded by the fragrance, she would definitely not lick her face and go forward again.

But Feng Qingcheng is different.

——Can the face be eaten? How much is a pound worth?

Feng Qingcheng glared at the woman in black with beautiful eyes, and began to teach her a lesson with dissatisfaction:

"Hey. Are you polite? Can't you speak well? A girl is so rude all day long, she keeps getting out of her mouth and not having any tutoring!"

Speaking of this, Feng Qingcheng raised his chin proudly at the woman in black and snorted coldly:

"No wonder your young master wants to punish you. You should be educated well!"

“…”

Even though Anxiang has a very good heart and a cold personality, she never gets angry easily.

At this moment, when he met someone like Feng Qingcheng who was irritating, he couldn't help but burst into anger and fluctuated in his chest.

This woman is simply ungrateful!

If it weren't for her life, she wouldn't have to disturb the young master at all, just let the sweaty and bloody BMW roll over her!

If it weren't for her, she wouldn't have to be doubled!

Now, she is talking sarcastic here!

Anxiang laughed furiously, and the black whip in her hand didn't want to wave it to Feng Qingcheng-

"ah!"

After all, I think about Feng Qingcheng being an ordinary person, whether Anxiang takes action or controls the strength, so that she will not take Feng Qingcheng's life.

However, Feng Qingcheng is such a delicate person. He was covered in fine skin and tender flesh. He immediately screamed when he whipped it down with a whip.

This wail was particularly loud in the middle of the night.

"You're crazy!"

Feng Qingcheng hugged the place on his shoulder with one hand that was thrust by the black whip, and turned his head and stared at Anxiang angrily.

"I'm just saying a few words to you, why did you hit someone?"

“…”

Anxiang didn't say anything, condensed her eyebrows and eyes, and directly waved her second whip to Feng Qingcheng-

"Bang!"

Feng Qingcheng hid while angrily cursing.

The happier she scolded, the faster and more accurate Anxiang would be.

The whip fell on Feng Qingcheng one after another. Although it would not take her life, it was enough to make her suffer.

Feng Qingcheng was whipped by a whip, and he hurt everywhere.

Before she escaped from the villa, she was inhumanely destroyed by the Eighth Prince of Mobei tonight for most of the night, her whole body was sore and painful, especially her heart was pierced between her legs.

Now he is whipped by a crazy woman with a whip again.

In the end, Feng Qingcheng couldn't bear it, so he saw the right time—

Rush towards the carriage.

She observed that no matter how Anxiang took action, she would not disturb the carriage. The young man who only heard the sound but did not see the person.

So, this is her only chance to completely avoid the Anxiang Whip!

Feng Qingcheng didn't even lift the curtain of the car, and rushed into the carriage like a small cannonball.

Anxiang didn't expect Feng Qingcheng to come out, so it was too late to stop it.

His face changed drastically.

"Young Master!"

The next moment.

I saw Feng Qingcheng's whole body was like a small cannonball-
Chapter completed!