Han Ziqi's delicate body trembled and she shouted: "Long Tianao, you beast, what on earth are you going to do?"

"What?"

Long Tianao cracked his whip and sneered: "Of course I will teach you a lesson."

"If I don't show you some color, what qualifications do I have to be your man?"

"Thirty lashes, kneel down for me."

"As long as you withstand thirty lashes from me, I will let you go today."

"Whenever the whip is screamed, I will shovel your mother's grave."

"Of course, you can also beg me for mercy and promise to concentrate on being my wife from now on, and then I can give you a few less whippings."

He was calm and calm, but his words made the hearts of those present tremble.

Han Ziqi bit her lip: "Don't even think about it!"

"Pa—" Before he could finish his words, Long Tianao whipped Han Ziqi in the back.
Chapter completed!