My host is very irritable

Chapter 433: 1 Couple of Crazy Women and Crazy Men 7

Nan Feng watched what he had done in his previous life like a bystander. His lips trembled for a long time without uttering a word.

"What do you think? Do you deserve to be cut into pieces?" He Yue patted Nan Feng's wound, causing him to shiver in pain.

He looked at He Yue and said with trembling lips: "Nan...Xin...Xin'er..."

"Pa pa pa——!" He Yue's heart was filled with resentment when she heard this. She knew that it was that poor little girl that she hated deeply, so she raised her hand and slapped her a few times.

"Don't disgust me. I will pay you back double for what you did to me."

"No, you can't. I just want your mother to come back so that our family can be reunited..." Nan Feng looked at the fierceness in He Yue's eyes and couldn't help but shudder. He felt that if someone treated him like this, he would definitely kill that person.

However, now he was the one being retaliated against, and he could not accept it.

"I don't need parents, nor do I need a family reunion. Especially parents like you. If you die, I will still miss you, but since you treat me like this, I will definitely take good care of you... take care of you." The words from He Yue's mouth were like sharp steel needles piercing Nan Feng's heart.

Nan Feng still wanted to persuade He Yue. He felt that she was just a little girl and she must be longing for family affection.

Thinking of this, he raised his kind face, looked at He Yue gently, and wanted to say something.

"Write quickly. Who are you showing this to?" He Yue took out a thin needle and quickly pierced it into Nan Feng's nail.

Nan Feng's heart was connected to his fingers, and beads of cold sweat dripped down his head.

"Write it?" He Yue pressed harder again, causing Nan Feng to open his mouth and scream in pain.

"If you dare to scream, I will pull out your tongue." He Yue's voice sounded faintly.

"Nan...Xin, we are family...family..." Nan Feng still wanted to awaken He Yue's former innocence.

"It seems that the prick doesn't hurt at all! What nonsense can you still talk?" He Yue exerted force with her hands, and the thin needles passed through Nan Feng's fingers and pierced into the table.

"Ahhh..." Nan Feng really couldn't bear it anymore. He struggled desperately, but the tiny needle nailed his fingers to the table like an iron nail.

Lu Xiaoqing looked at the fierce He Yue, and she also understood that this was a tasker.

An ordinary girl simply doesn’t have such means. She couldn’t help but shiver and began to worry about her future.

"System, she will definitely not let me go."

System: "..." I will definitely be dismembered, and my life is in danger. You're on your own!

"Let...let me go...I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong..." Nan Feng couldn't remember to act anymore, he pleaded in a trembling voice.

"Can you write properly?" He Yue asked coldly.

"Yes... I can..." Nan Feng answered immediately. He was afraid that if he answered a second later, he would be pricked with a few more injections.

"Okay, just write it like this!" He Yue patted the books on the table, signaling him to write quickly.

"Okay... okay, I'll write right away..." Nan Feng endured the severe pain, tremblingly picked up the brush, dipped it in the liquid in the bowl and began to write.

"Miss, you are too kind. You should disinfect people like him. Otherwise, he will never learn his lesson..." The sudden voice scared Nan Feng so much that his fingers trembled and the words he had just written were ruined.

"Miss, I told you, he still hasn't learned his lesson. Look at his handwriting, it's not even as good as a dog's."

He Yue couldn't help laughing when she saw Bing Yi dressed as a maid.

"What do you think we should do?" He Yue asked softly with a smile.

"Let me teach him." Bing Yi was eager to try.

"Okay, do whatever you want, but don't kill him all at once, or it will be too easy for him."

"Don't worry!" Bing Yi put down the basin in her hand, picked up a brush, dipped it in the liquid in the basin, and slowly brushed it on Nan Feng's injured finger.

"Ah...it hurts so much, Nan Feng couldn't bear it any longer, he stretched out his fist towards Bing Yi.

He barely tolerated his own daughter torturing him. Now a maid dared to torment him, who was she?

"Crack!" Bing Yi reached out and quickly grabbed his wrist, breaking his arm with one force.

"Do you want to die?" Bing Yi stared at Nan Feng with a cold expression.

“You, you, you…” Nan Feng was almost going crazy. He really didn’t expect that this maid would have such high martial arts skills.

"Crack——!"

Bingyi reconnected his arm and pointed at the table, saying, "Write quickly."

Nan Feng held back his bitter tears and picked up the brush tremblingly.

"Write better! Otherwise, I will wash your hands again."

When Nan Feng heard this, he started writing quickly with his hands.

"Miss, where is the food?" The housekeeper came in with servants carrying food boxes and asked in a low voice.

"Eat here." He Yue looked at the butler and ordered, "The Marquis is in good health and doesn't need food. You don't need to prepare his share."

"Yes, Miss." The butler answered hurriedly without asking.

In the housekeeper's mind, whoever pays him a monthly salary is his master, so he will just be a mute when the master's father and daughter make a fuss!

The more you talk about this kind of thing, the more mistakes you will make. You should not interfere.

Nan Feng's heart sank to the bottom. It seemed that his daughter really wanted to torture him to death!

The fragrant aroma wafted into Nan Feng's nose and his stomach growled.

He Yue and Bing Yi were enjoying their meal and didn't care at all about Nan Feng's life or death.

After the two of them had eaten and drunk their fill, He Yue slowly came to Nan Feng and asked, "How much have you written?"

“I’m writing. I’ve only written half of it…” Nan Feng answered quickly, enduring his rumbling stomach.

"Are you a slow learner? Why do you write so slowly?" He Yue looked at the written paper with dissatisfaction.

"I……"

"Miss, don't be angry. I will definitely give him a good beating to vent your anger." Bing Yi handed He Yue a plate of fruit and said with a smile.

He Yue took the fruit and sat aside watching Bing Yi clean up Nan Feng.

She neither hit nor scolded him, but used a brush dipped in chili water to start cleaning Nan Feng's wound.

Lu Xiaoqing fainted when she saw what Bingyi was doing.

The scene she had only seen on TV now appeared vividly in front of her, so it was normal that she couldn't bear it.

However, He Yue did not want to let her go and slapped her a few times from a distance.

"If you faint again, I'll chop off one of your hands."

Lu Xiaoqing sat up straight when she heard that. She knew that He Yue would definitely do what she said.

Bing Yi smeared pepper water on Nan Feng's body to repair the injuries inflicted by He Yue, and he shivered with pain.

He could only hold it in and not make a sound.

"Cuckoo..."

Nan Feng's stomach growled more and more urgently, Bing Yi asked with a smile: "Are you hungry?"