Zhou Xiaoyu looked at Ling Feng's instantly darkened face and showed a satisfied smile, she slowly took out her mobile phone and opened the address book and said calmly: "Everyone remembers, I'll just say it once." ”

Ling Feng panted and looked at his underwhelmed little wife, thinking to himself that if she dared to pronounce his number, she would definitely make her ass bloom when she went back. It seems that there is a price to be paid for spoiling women excessively!! In the past, she was very afraid of him, nervous when she met, and stammered. Now let him be spoiled lawless, bold!!

"1-3-8-5-6-8-7-6----" Hearing that his little wife was really reading her number with great fanfare, Ling Feng rushed forward in two steps, snatched out the mobile phone in Zhou Xiaoyu's hand, and then pulled her arm and walked out angrily.

Zhou Xiaoyu couldn't bear to laugh and endure so hard! Husband, are you unexpected?

Ling Feng walked to the side of the car, opened the door of the back seat and stuffed Zhou Xiaoyu in, and sat down with a gloomy face.

Zhou Xiaoyu didn't understand a little, why did he come up too, shouldn't he sit in front and drive? Just the moment she was distracted, she was dragged by Ling Feng and lay on his lap in a very embarrassing position.

Ling Feng raised his hand high and landed again, smacking her ass.

Before Zhou Xiaoyu could react, she felt a pain in her buttocks.

"It hurts! Ling Feng, it hurts so much!" Zhou Xiaoyu struggled hard, but Ling Feng pressed one hand tightly on his leg.

"Zhou Xiaoyu, do you know you're wrong?" Ling Feng asked coldly

Zhou Xiaoyu was angry, she had never been slapped since she was a child. Ling Feng actually spanked her, which made her feel ashamed and indignant! She replied angrily: "I'm not wrong! What am I wrong? You're wrong! You madman! Ling Feng wants to divorce you!"

As soon as Ling Feng heard the fire, he burst out even more. He had never been so angry when he was so big, and the hand he had just stopped slapped hard on her ass again: "That's right, let you be right, I'll let you be right! Wrong, right, right?" Ling Feng slapped her ass mercilessly as if she was out of control.

"Ah...... It hurts......, it hurts! It hurts to death...... Woowoo woo ......" Zhou Xiaoyu fluttered her legs, burst into tears like a child, and cried loudly.

Ling Feng was finally tired, he let go of his hand, Zhou Xiaoyu was still lying on his lap and crying, and he was crying very sadly!

Ling Feng regretted it a little, and looked at his red palm and was stunned!

Originally, he just wanted to scare her twice, but when he heard the word 'divorce' from her mouth again, he couldn't control it and lost his mind. Why? Why was he so nice to her, and she still didn't feel the desire for a divorce?

Alas, Ling Feng leaned back in the back seat and listened to his little wife's cry, pinching the bridge of his nose tiredly.

"Get up, you're right?" Ling Feng said lightly to his little wife.

Zhou Xiaoyu cried and got up, and as soon as her buttocks touched the seat, she jumped up, it hurt! It hurts! She squatted aggrievedly between the two seats and sobbed.

Seeing the little wife who didn't dare to sit down, Ling Feng felt remorseful in his heart and died of distress. Obviously he cares about her so much, how can he be so heavy? Seeing her pear blossom with rain and extremely aggrieved look, he can't wait to chop off his hand.

Zhou Xiaoyu didn't want to say a word to him again, he was a madman, a tyrant, and a barbarian!

Ling Feng glanced at his little wife, who ignored him, quietly walked to the cab in front and drove the car to the small apartment of the two.

He got out of the car and opened the door of the apartment, carried Zhou Xiaoyu from the car to the bedroom, and gently put her on the bed to lie on her stomach carefully.

Zhou Xiaoyu choked and turned her head inside, she didn't want to pay attention to him anymore.

Ling Feng sighed helplessly and walked out.

He took out the phone and found Mo Zichen's number and dialed it, and the phone was quickly answered: "Boss, is there something wrong? I'm holding an academic seminar in Japan, long story short." ”

"I've got someone injured in a fight, and you asked someone to send me some medicine for external use. I want the best!" Ling Feng casually made up a nonsense to fool his friend.

"Who fought, were you injured?" Mo Zichen asked nervously.

"I'm not hurt, don't ask, be quick!" Ling Feng was anxious.

"Oh, what kind of medicine do you want?"

"It's just swollen and painful, and I don't dare to touch it! Ling Feng explained.

Mo Zichen had a black line on his head: "......, isn't it normal for the old man to get swollen in a fight? Won't the swelling go down in two days? Do you still need to apply medicine?" But he didn't dare to say that. "Okay, wait at home, I'll arrange for someone to come over immediately. ”

Ling Feng hung up the phone and sat on the sofa irritably, thinking of his tearful little wife, his heart ached faintly.

He was her husband, and she was indifferent when so many women surrounded him, and even happily shared him with everyone. What the hell did she take him for.

Is it a band-aid when dealing with a wound or a dispensable stranger? Perhaps they all need time to calmly consider the question of where they belong to each other.

"Knock knock......" There was a knock on the door.

Ling Feng opened the door with an arrow step, nodded at the little girl with the medicine at the door, and invited her in.

"Hello, my name is Wen Qing. Dean Mo asked me to come over, can I see the injury?"

Ling Feng took her into the bedroom, and the more Zhou Xiaoyu thought about it in the bedroom, the more aggrieved she became, and she was still sobbing quietly.

She was crying on the bed, and when she heard the door open, she turned her head to see that Ling Feng came in with a little girl. She was stunned for a moment, then twisted her head inside and continued to cry. She wouldn't pay any attention to him, why did he come in?

Ling Feng walked to the edge of the bed and sat down: "Don't cry, when you're better, let you call back." Listening to her cry broke my heart.

Zhou Xiaoyu continued to cry and ignored him.

"Well, don't make a fuss! Let Dr. Wen take a look at your injuries and take some medicine by the way. Ling Feng said patiently.

"Get out! Get out!" Zhou Xiaoyu was very angry, she pushed Ling Feng hard and shouted.

She's about to collapse, how can she drug her buttocks?

Looking at his little wife who was out of control, Ling Feng showed an embarrassed expression on her face: "Put the medicine down, you go back!"

Wen Qing looked at the girl who was crying very sadly, and felt inexplicably sad in her heart.

She suddenly reminded her of herself in the orphanage, and she loved to cry at that time. She cried when she was bullied by others, and she cried again when she saw her friends being taken away one by one. It's sad to cry, it's sad to cry! Just like this girl in bed, she doesn't listen to anyone's persuasion and just keeps crying.

Thinking of this, Wen Qing spoke: "Mr. Ling, can you go out for a while? I want to talk to her alone, is it okay?"

Wen Qing was sure that this man loved this woman very much, because she saw a lot of emotions in his eyes, some distressed, some sad, and more pampered. It's just that I don't know why the two have a conflict.

She wasn't a very nosy person, but today they reminded her of her past, the deepest pain in her heart, the nightmare she had always wanted to forget and get rid of......

Ling Feng was stunned, walked out, and closed the door with him.

"Hello, my name is Wen Qing. Warm temperature, sunny day. Can you stop crying and listen to me tell a story?" Wen Qing sat beside her, her voice as warm as her name.

Zhou Xiaoyu was actually a little tired from crying, so she simply took a break and cried again. However, she felt that Wen Qing was very naïve, how old was she and told stories to coax her......

Hearing the smaller and smaller cries, Wen Qing showed a sweet smile and told her story: I am an orphan, and I have never seen my father and mother since I was a child. I spent my childhood in an orphanage, and I loved to cry just as much as you did. In the orphanage, from the day I became sensible, I was often bullied. Because I was small and didn't know how to fight, the children in the orphanage would get angry at me whenever something happened, and I would only cry at that time. Later, I grew up. Seeing my friends around me being adopted by well-wishers one by one, I envied them from the bottom of my heart. I vividly remember that I had a small wish in my heart at that time: that is, to have a kind person to give me a warm home. Every day when you open your eyes, you can call out Daddy, Mommy. A happy life where I don't go hungry or be bullied, where I can go to school and wear new clothes is what I've always longed for. ”

Speaking of this, Wen Qing cried, and Zhou Xiaoyu was stunned!

After coming back to her senses, she took out two tissues that she had been holding in her arms and handed them to Wen Qing: "Don't cry, it's all over." Look, aren't you living a good life now?" Zhou Xiaoyu felt that her life was what Wen Qing had always longed for.

Wen Qing took the tissue, wiped her tears, looked at Zhou Xiaoyu and asked with concern, "Are you in a better mood?"

"I'm much better, thank you!" Zhou Xiaoyu looked at her expectantly.

Wen Qing was stunned, and lowered her eyes gloomily.

"Later, you were adopted and had a family, right?" Seeing the glamorous warmth now, Zhou Xiaoyu guessed that she must have met a good family that gave her her her current life.

"Yes, I was adopted and had a home, but it wasn't the home of my dreams. Wen Qing's desperate eyes welled up with a lot of tears.

Seeing the tears that couldn't be stopped, Zhou Xiaoyu panicked, she hurriedly pulled out two more tissues and handed them over.

"I prayed every day at the orphanage that I would have a home, and maybe God was touched by my sincerity. One day, a couple came to the orphanage, and they took a fancy to me in the crowd at a glance. They happily led me out to the dean and asked, "How old is she?" She is ten years old, and the dean replied. It's just her, she must be a little beauty when she grows up. ”

I was so excited that I happily hugged the woman's leg and shouted 'Mommy' in my dreams. The woman happily went through the formalities and took me home.

But when they got home, everything changed, and they had a son who was fifteen years old. It's just that he has a brain problem, it's a psychopath! He looks at me with terrible eyes, and I feel creepy! I'm scared!

Unfortunately, they locked me in his house on the first night I went home.