C958 Zhang Xiaofan

Ah!

Before the two women managed to stab the embroidery needles into Ruan Wenwu's fingernails, Ruan Wenwu was already screaming in fear.

A smelly stench spread out, it was obvious that he had wet his pants. Zhang Xiaofann looked at this kind of spoiled and spoiled young master, and felt that these people were truly unafraid, and had not done anything to make him lose face.

"I'll ask Brother Hu