Xiahou Susu was tied up in the interrogation chair!
Dressed in a red robe and with her pale snow-white face, she actually looked somewhat attractive.
Even a righteous old man like Special Assistant Lu could not help but move the ventilator closer to her, he said politely, “Miss Xiahou, Lord Jue is coming soon. You know, Lord Jue’s temper is not small. You’d better tell him the truth later. Otherwise, if Lord Jue is angry, I’m afraid the ventilator won’t be able to save you!”
Xia Hou su replied weakly with an “En”. She sounded tired and tired, and her usual Missy temper could not be used at all.
However.
When the sound of a man’s powerful leather boots could be heard in the corridor, she instantly felt as if she had been injected with stimulants, and her face suddenly flushed with a demonic blush.
