In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 203 - 202: Just like this, the pig is led away_1

Chapter 203: Chapter 202: Just like this, the pig is led away_1

The small Bama pig’s little curly tail wagged back and forth on his plump rump, and his piggy eyes spun around in his sockets. His big, fan-shaped ears were constantly flickering.

He smacked his lips continuously.

"Oh my! This scene is simply unbearable to watch. It’s exactly like the live-action version of Beauty and the Beast that Pan’er once talked about! Tsk tsk... What’s going to happen if this continues?"

The comical pig commented while watching: "Oh dear! No regard for cherishing the beauty. Look look look look, such a fresh flower, what flower did Pan’er say it was?"

"Right! Just like this, the pretentious saintly bitch is being uprooted by a pig, how pitiful..."

He thought for a moment and felt something was wrong: "Pfft, I used the wrong phrase! Grandpa Pig is wise and brave, how could that ugly freak compare to Grandpa Pig? Comparing him to a pig is simply elevating him..."

The Eighth Master, who was even lower than a pig, burst into loud laughter at this moment!

"Stop messing around! Beauty, once you taste the benefits of the Eighth Master, you’ll think of me every day and never want to leave. Hahaha!"

"Bastard, let go. If you don’t let go, I’ll call for help!"

Little Bama pig watched, clicking his tongue continuously.

The little pig’s tail kept wagging on his plump rump!

"Oh dear! The ugly freak is useless, she still managed to find a chance to fight back even in this situation. Tsk tsk tsk... Oh my! This toad is in trouble now... Ah! It’s over, there won’t be any good show to watch..."

"Damn it! You you, you little bitch you..."

"You want to make the Eighth Master sterile? Humph! It seems like you don’t want to live, huh? Ah! If you truly want to die, I wouldn’t mind helping you along. You damn bitch!"

As he cursed angrily, the Eighth Master vigorously slapped her face.

Su Yue’er’s face turned bruised from the hits.

She collapsed on the floor, no longer possessing the prestige she had just a moment ago.

Even in the end, the Eighth Master was still not satisfied.

He kicked Su Yue’er several times and only stopped when it appeared that even her breathing had stopped.

"Shit, you actually wanted to make me impotent. If it wasn’t for the fact that I still wanted to enjoy you, I would have ordered someone to kill you a long time ago."

Clutching his painful part, he cussed and picked up his clothes.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it’s too miserable, the pretentious saintly bitch’s face is almost becoming a pig’s face. Pah! Why do I always use the wrong words? I should say she was beaten until even her mother wouldn’t recognise her."

The little Bama pig clicked his tongue constantly.

He frequently peeked through the window, enjoying the scene, and kept shaking his little pig’s head: "Wow, she’s in a really bad state... I wonder if she’s still breathing. Please don’t lose your life!"

"Oh dear, she can’t even get up, so pitiful, so pitiful! Sigh!"

He shook his head and sighed.

Although he muttered ’pitiful’, he was laughing heartily!

While cursing, he walked out of the boudoir.

Just as he stepped out, he saw a large crowd surrounding the house. Su Sikong was nervously pacing back and forth.

Seeing the Eighth Master come out, everyone’s gaze landed on him. They all kept sticking their heads out towards the house.

"What are you looking at? Is there something to see? All of you fuck off!"

The Eighth Master was furious and immediately burst into a rage!

All the Sus dispersed instantly.

Only Su Sikong remained standing. He rushed forward anxiously: "Eighth Master, what... what happened?"

"What happened? You have the nerve to ask me? It’s all because of your well-taught daughter!"

The Eighth Master, playing the part of the victim while guilty, retorted: "Hmph! She obviously looks like a vixen, attracting people left and right, then quickly turns her back, and almost destroyed my lineage. What should we do about this?"

The Eighth Master’s shamelessness was fully displayed, he was a completely unreasonable prick.

The secret guards who had been standing outside all moved closer to him, staring fiercely at Su Sikong.