C423 Ask Me If My Hair and Clothes Can Do It

Inside the house, Jiaojiao was talking to the children when the pleading outside turned into shouting and cursing, then fell silent. Pengcheng had torn five strips from the ruined bedsheet to gag them.

Mrs. Yang was a bit flustered, trying to promise she’d stay quiet, but Pengcheng wasn’t interested in listening and just got on with it