Chapter 21

Men have great strength.

Wen churan was in tears with pain, and his chin was almost crushed by him.

In desperation, only let go.

When he was in full bloom, Mo raised his head and there were a row of neat tooth marks on his chin.

Good teeth, good bite.

Click, click!

Wen churan took the opportunity to push the ink hard and turned over quickly.

For a moment, anti passivity is active.

She rode on Sheng Shimo carelessly, strangled his neck and vented her anger.

"Son of a bitch! Big pervert! If you want to be your own girl, dream! "

She has little strength. Even if she strangles her neck, it will not pose a threat to the prosperous ink.

But her abuse seemed to interest him.

He looked at the woman riding on him and said sarcastically, "I remember before, it was you who wanted to kiss me."

Wen churan was shocked.

Yes, she was so worthless in her previous life.

As a result, when Sheng Shimo mentioned it now, she wanted to kill herself!

"Kiss your uncle!" Wen churan couldn't bear it. "Ah, bah! You might as well kiss a fat pig! "

When Sheng Shimo frowned, his tone immediately became cold. "What are you talking about?!"

Wen churan spits out his tongue at him, "slightly... I say you're not even as good as a fat pig!"

The man breathed heavily and was obviously annoyed by success.

He raised his hand and fiercely strangled Wen churan's neck.

Very strong.

Wen churan coughed uncontrollably, and his whole face became a tomato.

"You... Cough... Loosen!"

She's suffocating!

At that time, Mo Leng ordered, "take your dog's paws from my neck!"

Wen churan won't easily admit counseling.

Not only did she not loosen it, but she pinched it tighter and almost tried her best to nurse.

"You first... Loose..."

Sheng Shimo's eyes were full of murderous spirit and gave a vicious warning, "if you don't relax, believe it or not, I'll strangle you here!"

"Letter..."

Wen churan's affirmation stunned him.

He thought she would continue to speak hard.

But this letter is not like a sign of weakness.

The tone is mixed with inexplicable stubbornness.

She believed it because he had killed her once.

Wen churan didn't let go. He rode on him and struggled.

The two bodies began to tangle and roll on the bed.

Suddenly!

With a loud noise, the men and women who hugged each other rolled to the ground.

The old man lay on the door panel and listened to the clatter in the room.

There was also a girl's ouch ouch sound.

He was frightened to hear it.

"This... What is this?!"

The housekeeper smiled and said, "what else can I do in the middle of the night? It must be..."

Master Sheng raised his head and stared at the housekeeper, "go! Old and dirty! "

The housekeeper turned his mouth and thought to himself.

You are serious! No, stay here and listen to the door!

Suddenly, the door was patted from inside.

The rapid frequency expresses this person's anger.

"Grandpa! Open the door! "

From the door came the voice of ink's anger in full bloom.

Old man Hesheng was so close that he was only separated by a door panel.

Old man Sheng stared at the housekeeper in surprise and whispered, "does he know I'm eavesdropping?"

The housekeeper hasn't had time to answer.

Sheng Shimo's voice sounded again.

"Grandpa, I know you are. Open the door!"

The housekeeper came closer and asked, "Sir, why don't you open the door? I'm afraid Sishao and Sishao grandma will kill each other. "

Master Sheng snorted coldly and reluctantly asked the housekeeper to ask for the key.

When the door opened, the dark face stood behind the door with messy hair.

The irritability between his eyebrows showed his inner anger.