"I told my grandmother that you were pregnant, so you could marry me." Mo Zifei narrowed his eyes: "I have never lied to my grandmother."

"What do you mean?" Xiao Lige was confused.

Mo Zifei took half a step forward again: "So you must get me pregnant right away!"

Xiao Lige's nerves felt as if they were struck by lightning: "What kind of zombie joke are you making! Do you want me to give birth to a little zombie for you? Don't be stupid!"

Mo Zifei's eyes as dark as the night radiated sharp light: "What? You don't want to? Or are you more willing to give life to those zombies?"

The zombies he was referring to were the zombies he saw yesterday with rotten flesh. Xiao Lige felt like his stomach was churning again.

"Before I get tired of playing with you, you'd better learn to please your husband!" Mo Zifei's expression looked arrogant, but in fact, what he wanted to say in his heart was not that.

In fact, even he himself didn't know what he wanted to say.

"Mo Zifei." Xiao Lige tried to make her expression look calmer: "My mother told me that things between men and women are lifelong events. It was just the wrong time and the wrong place that day.

…”

"But I have already married you!" Mo Zifei held Xiao Lige's hand tightly: "What else do you want? By marrying you, I have already shown you my favor."

Xiao Lige was in pain, and the place where Mo Zifei scratched her was exactly where she was injured.

Mo Zifei was always a thoughtful person, so he naturally saw the change in the expression on her face at this moment. She seemed to be in great pain.

His eyes quickly fell on the hand held by his left hand. As soon as he stretched out his right hand, Xiao Lige stretched out his left hand and grabbed Mo Zifei's hand. His eyes seemed to be pleading: "Don't..."

With her little strength, how could she stop him from doing what he wanted to do?

He easily shook off her hand and lifted up the sleeve of her left hand. There were several coils of cloth rolled up on it. He pulled it gently and the cloth fell to the ground.

The arm that was originally as smooth as porcelain now had a hideous wound. The wound was very fresh, and Mo Zifei almost immediately recognized that it was the scar left by Mei Gui's whip.

"Where have you been?" These words were not spoken in a questioning tone, but in a strong tone.

"I didn't go anywhere!" Xiao Lige said harshly: "I just accidentally..."

"Do you want to say that I accidentally fell?" Mo Zifei sneered: "This was clearly caused by Mei Gui's whip."

Xiao Lige shut her mouth and looked like she would kill him without saying anything.

"If you don't tell me, I will throw you away..."

"Then just throw it away!" Xiao Lige retorted loudly: "Are you tired of always threatening me with those zombies? I'm tired of hearing you tell me whether you are tired of it or not! At worst, I will be reincarnated again.

I have nothing to be afraid of, just leave me to feed them now!"

The surrounding air also became colder.

The red candle flickered, and the shadows on the wall were like snakes spitting messages.

Mo Zifei's eyes were staring at Xiao Lige silently. Xiao Lige's eyes were clearly full of fear, but his expression was still stubborn.

"Have you made up your mind that I won't drag you to feed them?" Mo Zifei snorted coldly from the tip of his nose: "You overestimate yourself. If I want to kill you, it will be like squeezing an ant to death."

Just as easy!”
Chapter completed!