On the depressing and dull dining table, a plate of dishes scattered on the floor, and the broken porcelain fragments cut through the delicate skin, and the red blood dripped down the cheeks and fell on the ground.

One of them also scratched Lingxiang. She lowered her head and didn't even dare to wipe the blood from her face with her fingers.

"Who made this dish?"

The ugly man asked in a deep voice.

This sentence made the women even more uneasy. A girl who seemed to be about eighteen years old stood up.

He spoke tremblingly: "I did it..."

The ugly man had a grim smile on his cold face: "Last time, I seemed to have told you, don't put things like dried peppers. You don't seem to like putting my words in your ears?"

"I thought I was just putting it on less..." The girl's voice was as small as a mosquito sound.

Kakka...

The joints on the fist were ringing, and the ugly man stared at the girl, but he still let go of his fist and said with a smile: "Today, the guest is here, I won't teach you how to remember."

As he said that, he was concerned about Qin Nuo.

He smiled and said, "Customer, look at me and give you enough face."

"I'm not very good at speaking. Do I still want to say thank you?" Qin Nuo asked with the tableware and seemed confused.

"Thank you, I just want to ask, do you think I'm doing the right way?"

The ugly man picked up a glass of champagne, took a sip, and asked faintly.

"I think that if you don't add dried chili tofu, it's like Mapo tofu, it's not spicy. It has no soul and can no longer be called the name of this dish." Qin Nuo's answer was that the bull's head was not suitable for his horse.

The ugly man's smile stiffened a few times, and the other women did not look up at Qin Nuo, but it seemed to indicate that Qin Nuo was in trouble.

"There is such a reason, hahaha, can I take it as a cold joke? It sounds funny!"

The ugly man's funny point was inexplicable, and he suddenly burst into laughter, laughing back and forth, laughing so hard that he slapped the table.

Qin Nuo looked at his expression and blinked, not taking his words.

On the dining table, he was the only one laughing.

After a while, the ugly man stopped laughing, his expression changed his face and instantly turned cold: "It depends on what I do and eat!"

Everyone hurriedly continued to eat with their heads down.

After lunch, the ugly man leaned on the chair, showing a satisfied expression. He touched his erect belly and spoke to his wife next to him: "Fruit."

The two women quickly got up and went to prepare fruit for him.

"Guest, how long will you plan to do here?"

The ugly man spread his hands and asked casually.

"If I said I would stay for a long time, would you mind?" Qin Nuo asked.

"What do you mind? I am the most hospitable. Although my wives are all beautiful, I am tired of facing them every day."

"It's rare. I've just had a new friend, so I can live as long as I want!"

The ugly man didn't care at all, and he was careless, and his smile seemed very intriguing.

"That's thank you." Qin Nuo nodded.

"But there is one thing, you can see my wives, but you can't touch them."

"If I find a hat on my head, you will die miserably, the kind that I tore up with my own hands!"

The ugly man leaned forward and stared at Qin Nuo and said.

"Of course, my friend's wife should not be bullied, I still understand this." Facing the look of swallowing himself, Qin Nuo still nodded calmly, his face always maintained a calmness.

At this time, the cut fruit platter was served.

A plate was placed in front of Qin Nuo.

The ugly man picked up the plate and poured it into his mouth, ate it with a crack, and the juice of the fruit kept flowing out of the corners of his mouth.

He reached out and pulled one of his wives' skirts directly and wiped the stains on his mouth.

He stood up, his dark flesh trembling.

“Enjoy our guests.”

"The third and fourth brothers, go back to my room with me. I need someone to massage my shoulders for my afternoon nap, otherwise I will be uncomfortable sleeping."

After saying that, he picked his teeth and walked towards the door behind him.

The two women stood up, looking tired and haggard.

After looking at Qin Nuo, he followed obediently.

After the ugly man left, the atmosphere at the dining table seemed to ease a lot.

The women all breathed a sigh of relief, some leaned on the chair to rest, while others no longer maintained the elegant way of eating, regardless of their image, began to swallow voraciously, and even grabbed the food with their hands and put it in their mouths.

"Since he is so scary, why do you still have to follow him and stay in this place like hell?"

Qin Nuo ate an apple, looked at the women who were shy about the moon on the dining table, and suddenly spoke and asked casually.

The beautiful women looked at him in panic and looked nervously at the door over there, fearing that they would not dare to say a word.

Lingxiang held her wrist and said in a tiny voice like a mosquito: "His sense of smell, taste and hearing are very sensitive. Don't talk nonsense in the living room anymore."

"If he could hear it, I'm not sitting here anymore."

Even so, Qin Nuo still cooperated to lower the volume a little.

"How are your hands?"

Qin Nuo glanced at her wrist. There was still blood stains there, and she was already congested and swelling, and the wound became worse and worse.

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

Ling Xiang shook her head and looked at the shocking wound. She looked a little numb in her dim eyes.

"Don't it hurt?"

"What can you do if you hurt naturally?"

Lingxiang spoke helplessly. Because of the pain, her already fair face looked a little pale.

On the one hand, Xiaolan looked at Ling Xiang's wound and said quietly: "I said that you will definitely hurt Ling Xiang."

Qin Nuo blinked, wanting to ask something else.

Lingxiang said, "Let's eat, it's better to talk less here."

Xiaolan glanced at Qin Nuo and asked, "Why are you leaving?"

"Why do you have to rush me to leave?" Qin Nuo asked looking at her.

"Stay here, you will die sooner or later, and you will harm us."

"You can't see such a simple question?" Xiaolan said angrily.

The youngest girl, named Dingxiang, seemed to be very brave. She looked at Qin Nuo and said in a low voice with a blushing face: "Second sister, I had sex last night, and I am still here..."

Xiaolan's pretty face sank and said with some displeasure: "Why are you talking about such an important thing now?"

As she said that, she took Dingxiang's hand, left the dining table, and walked into a corridor next to her. It seemed that there was a bathroom.

The other beautiful women seemed to not like to talk. After eating the food on the plate, they stood up and left the dining table.

Their eyes were dull and their faces were stiff. The pretty faces were covered with injuries of varying degrees.

These conspicuous attentions are enough to remind Qin Nuo of many things.

This is hell for any woman.
Chapter completed!