548 Third brother screams in pain

"Wife, if I tell you it was the little bastard dog who put the needle on the bed, would you believe me? Why don't you just stew it? Feel free to vent your anger and frustration on it, no need to be polite!"

"Woof!" The little bastard howled menacingly at the door, as if it knew someone was trying to frame it.

"You tell me if I should believe you or not?" Su Qingyue said with a sarcastic smile.

"Of course, you should believe me!"

"Third brother, tell me how a dog-like wolf cub could put a thin needle on the bed, then make the needle stand upright, poking into the padding? Did it use its claws or its mouth?"

"Well..." He hadn't thought of an explanation yet.

Like the morning sun, she smiled and said, "Come, third brother..."

"Huh?"

"Stretch out your hand."

He foolishly followed her instructions, "Wife, why do you want me to stretch out my hand?"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly screamed, "Ah!"