Bei Ming Changfeng crossed his long legs and flew onto the horse's back. He tightly held Ziyu's waist with one hand and said in a deep voice: "I'll brand you."

"Why?" Ziyu exploded upon hearing this.

Why should she be branded? She has done nothing wrong, so why should she be tortured?

In ancient times, only prisoners were branded on their bodies.

"I'll do it too." Beiming Changfeng ignored Ziyu's struggle, hugged him forcefully and walked back.

Damn it, can you speak human language? One or two words at a time come out, you are talking nonsense.

Ziyu was surprised and angry and simply grabbed Beiming Changfeng's collar and roared: "Can you speak human language? If you give me a sentence of less than five words next time, believe it or not, I will let you ride."

Let’s take a pig around Shengjing City.”

Beiming Changfeng lowered his head, looked at the fried fish, and said solemnly: "You are mine."

Very good, five words, no more and no less.

"What's wrong with me being yours? You don't have to say it again and again. I don't have Alzheimer's disease yet. I remember it very clearly."

"Others don't know." Beiming Changfeng was satisfied that Ziyu remembered it clearly.

"Others don't know what it has to do with me? It's your business to imprint your love on you. I don't have the inclination to suffer this kind of torture. You... blah blah blah..." Before he could finish his explosive remarks,

Ziyu suddenly thought of something, and his next words turned into pointing at Beiming Changfeng and yelling with wide eyes.

"Calm down." Beiming Changfeng saw Ziyu so shocked that she was completely speechless. He couldn't help but pat Ziyu's back kindly, trying to relax her shock.

Ziyu slapped Beiming Changfeng's hand away, pointed at Beiming Changfeng's nose, and shouted with a twisted face: "Are you trying to brand me 'I am Beiming Changfeng'?"

These are the words?"

Branding these words on your body? Although Bei Ming Changfeng raised his eyebrows and looked a little different from him, they were generally the same. He nodded and said: "It's almost the same. If you like it, I can bear it."

Ziyu was instantly frightened.

Damn, this Beiming Changfeng has gone crazy.

Just then he found a gold mine, and he wanted to drag her to imprint these words. If she found ten or eight gold mines, iron mines, diamond mines, silver mines and copper mines, then not everything about her body would be stained by him.

Branded with his mark?

Ziyu thought for a moment that she was covered in tattoos with the imprint of "I am Bei Ming Changfeng", then she simply somersaulted and fell off the horse.

She would rather die than become like that.

"Let go, I won't go. If you dare to brand me, I will divorce you. Divorce you."

Beiming Changfeng's face darkened: "What did you say?"

Ziyu raised his neck and said, "Husband, if you want to brand me, I will divorce you."

"How dare you." Beiming Changfeng suddenly felt murderous intent flying all over his body, and the two words almost came out from between his teeth.

"I dare you to brand me." She no longer wants her human rights. If her rights to a perfect body are taken away from her, then she will no longer live.

"It seems that I really dote on you." Beiming Changfeng had a livid face and almost crushed his iron teeth. He wanted to mark the two of them with their own marks, but she was so opposed to it and dared to say so.

Divorce him, okay, okay, it’s really against the grain.
Chapter completed!