Zhou Xiaoyu, who was suddenly pushed away, fell to the ground in fright, and after being slightly stunned, her eyes immediately turned red with grievance, isn't it just a fake face?

Seeing his wife sitting on the ground and frightened by him, Ling Feng turned his head and left angrily.

Zhou Xiaoyu's tears fell down because of the disfigurement they broke out again in the world war, why has everything changed since the disfigurement, he wasn't like this before. He let her, spoiled her, never scolded her reluctantly, and would never let her get out even if he quarreled, but now everything has changed, just because of this annoying face and a skin, is it so important?

Wei De passed by the ward, and saw Zhou Xiaoyu sitting on the ground sad through the wide open door, his eyebrows jumped, and he thought to himself how long it had stopped.

He walked in and helped her up, looking at her, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Xiaoyu looked up stupidly, and saw that it was Wei De who asked, "Master, is a person's appearance so important?"

Hearing this, Wei De sighed, "Well, maybe. "I think this dumb apprentice must have encountered Ling Feng's reverse scales again.

"But I'm his wife, do you have to wear a mask in the future? Why can't two people who love each other be honest with each other?" Zhou Xiaoyu was very excited with tears in her eyes.

"Xiaoyu, you don't know how much Ling Feng loves you, the reason why he lives with a mask is not because he can't face everyone, I guess what he can't let go of in his heart is that he can't face such a perfect you, otherwise he wouldn't mobilize you to remarry every time he sees you. Wei De looked at his beloved disciple with a heavy face and explained.

"Ah, what should I do then?" Zhou Xiaoyu suddenly felt very uncomfortable like a deflated ball.

"There's no way, you can't be like him and balance it, he only has figured it out and is willing to come out of his demons. ”

Zhou Xiaoyu suddenly felt like a deflated ball, and then there was a fire in her heart, "Master, what did you just say......?" Fight it?"

Wei De glanced at her fiercely: "I said that your face can become as disgusting as his, you will be balanced, no one is disgusting, can you do it......?"

"I can!" Zhou Xiaoyu quickly answered.

The expression on Weide's face froze, and then he wrinkled his eyebrows and scolded her, "Are you crazy?"

"Master, you poison me, I want to be exactly the same as Ling Feng's face, it's okay to be ugly. "As long as it can be restored to before, as long as Ling Feng is no longer so inferior in the face of her, what is it to disfigure? Not to mention that Ling Feng has become what he is now, all thanks to her.

Wei De trembled angrily, wanting to blow her head to see if her brain was full of pig feed, such a bad trick can be imagined how much she should love Ling Feng.

"Master......"

"Shut up! If you dare to talk nonsense, I'll just poison you dumb. "What do you think of him? The yin and crazy old poison Mei Chaofeng?

...... Zhou Xiaoyu closed her mouth unwillingly, but she had other plans in her heart, she could think of many ways in her heart now, and she even had a little snickering......

After a long time, her mother-in-law's master finally left, Zhou Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief and began to search for targets all over the house, finally, her eyes fell on the fruit knife on the table and stagnated, she hesitated, not because she wanted to give up her thoughts, but because she was afraid of pain! This knife slashed down her face one by one, how painful should it be? But the master doesn't need poison, this is the only way that can be implemented immediately.

So she plucked up the courage to walk over, and took the knife in her hand, but she trembled a little when she looked at the sharp and sharp knife face, imagining the terrifying appearance of herself bleeding in her face, her heart sank again and again, and she couldn't get her hands on it.

Wei De walked to the rooftop in a gloomy mood, he didn't expect Zhou Xiaoyu to have such an idea, it was incredible.

Just as soon as he went up, he saw Ling Feng, who was like a sculpture, walked over without thinking, looked in the same direction as him and sighed: "You will kill Xiaoyu sooner or later." ”

"I don't understand what you're talking about, if you're really good for her, then persuade her to leave, now the two of us will only torture each other and won't be happy together. "Even God is jealous and takes away his face, just imagine that an ugly monster can be happy with a fairy?

"Ling Feng, you let me tell you what is good. In order to match you, she can even think of such a thing as self-destruction, but you still push her out, it seems that your marriage was involved when you were old and confused, I don't care, everyone's way has to rely on their own ......"

"Stop, what do you mean by self-disfigurement?" Ling Feng's body stiffened involuntarily, and his voice trembled and changed.

"She was going to ask me to poison her and disfigure her. After speaking, Wei De looked into the distance, and the melancholy in his eyes could not be dissolved.

Ling Feng turned around and ran off the rooftop, and the moment he rushed into the house, he saw his wife's beautiful smile on him, and she was as happy as if she had discovered a new continent with a knife in one hand and a mirror in the other: "Husband, I know how to do it, and we will go back to the past." ”

Ling Feng's heart was pinched fiercely, and he felt that he was about to suffocate to death, "Don't mess around, give me the knife, give it to me!" he said as he slowly approached his wife.

At this moment, Zhou Xiaoyu became even more crazy, she raised the knife in her hand and slashed cleanly, because she was afraid of pain, so the cut was not deep, but the blood still gushed out quickly, and it dripped on her clothes and on the ground.

"Xiaoyu!" Ling Feng shouted, a mouthful of fishy sweetness welled up under grief, and slowly came out of the corners of his mouth.

This picture looks very weird, like two people who love and hate each other and kill each other are martyred together, which is what Weide later told everyone.

When Wei De rushed over, it happened to be when they were extremely nervous, he glared at the grief-stricken Ling Feng fiercely, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to kick Zhou Xiaoyu's wrist with the knife, the knife in his hand slipped down, Zhou Xiaoyu bent down to pick it up in a hurry, Ling Feng immediately kicked out, and the knife flew out like this.

Wei De looked at this uncompetitive apprentice angrily, pulled her arm and pressed her to the bed, and pulled a tissue to press the wound on her face, "Can you save your worry?

"Master, woo......" Zhou Xiaoyu burst into tears with grievance.

"Cry, cry, cry, you know how to cry except to be stupid! What the hell have you become?" looked at her embarrassed appearance, Wei De was annoyed and angry.

"Then what should I do? Ling Feng doesn't want me anymore...... Woowoo woo ......"

"Why can't you live without him?" Wei De looked at her angrily, and really wanted to teach her a good lesson.

"But I don't want to leave him. After Zhou Xiaoyu finished speaking aggrievedly, he looked at Ling Feng again: "Ling Feng, do you think I look like this......?

"You dare!Zhou Xiaoyu, are you going to heaven if you don't teach you a lesson for a few days?" Ling Feng couldn't do it, he repeatedly suppressed his anger, after all, she did it to please him, but he still couldn't help but want to teach her a hard lesson!

Why did she get so angry? Wasn't it because he was making a fuss, so she made this decision in desperation? But Zhou Xiaoyu didn't dare to say this, she could only shrink her neck and say weakly: "I'm not making a fuss, aren't you making a fuss either?"

Ling Feng sighed and looked at Wei De: "Let's treat the wound on her face first!"

Wei De said angrily: "I really owe you something! Wait, I'll go get the medicine box." After saying that, he left without looking back.

Zhou Xiaoyu secretly looked up at Ling Feng: "I was wrong, but the reason is you! If you don't push me out in a hurry, I won't come up with such a bad idea." Husband, for me, the infinite scenery is you, and the ordinary is also you, what matters is you, not what kind of you, understand?"

Ling Feng was moved, but he couldn't wait to spank her immediately, "It's not your fault to say that?"

"I didn't say that, but that's how it should be. Zhou Xiaoyu said confidently.

...... Ling Feng closed his eyes angrily, and when he saw her unbeaten appearance, he was afraid that he couldn't help but do it.

"Don't sleep, Ling Feng, you give me a happy word, do you want a divorce?"

...... Does he dare to say that he wants to? If someone dies, he will regret his death!

He shook his head, walked a few steps to his wife, stretched out his hand and took her in his arms and complained: "Xiaoyu, you are not too young, how can you do such a thing?

Zhou Xiaoyu really didn't think about it, she only thought about his feelings, it seemed that she was too impulsive today, so she rubbed it in his arms and said: "I'm sorry, I won't be in the future, but you are not allowed to mention the divorce again......"

Wei De walked in and looked at the two people who were greasy and crooked, with black lines: "It's almost you, and the blood will die if it runs dry." "How could he be angry and make them comfortable?

Ling Feng let go of Zhou Xiaoyu and took her hand and walked to Wei De's side, "Deal with her well, I don't want to leave a trace." ”

"Wouldn't it be better to stay, just like you, and you won't have to wear that cold skin every day. Wei De angrily scolded him.

"Yes, husband. Zhou Xiaoyu responded stupidly.

Ling Feng stared at Wei De: "You must let her return to her original state, otherwise I will let He Xue know some secrets that you don't know." ”

Damn! It's been eight lifetimes of blood mold to make friends with these two people! He did his best, no, he should have done his best, but he was still inexplicably threatened, are they still human?

After a few minutes, the wound was treated, and Weide gathered his things and got up to leave.

Ling Feng grabbed his arm and asked nervously, "Will there be a scar?"

"Do you dare to leave a scar, you hold my privacy in your hands?"

“...... What do you need to be aware of?

"The wound should not be wet for forty-eight hours, and it should not be fishy and spicy. ”