A pile of dirty clothes smashed over and threw Yang Weiguo in the face. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You ......"

Yang Weiguo angrily took it away, and at this time, the dim light in the hall was turned on.

He raised his hand to see that what he was holding happened to be Leng Duyu's underwear.

"Hooligans!"

Leng Duyu's eyes widened, and she ran over angrily and snatched it away.

Yang Weiguo licked his lips: "You threw it over yourself, why did you become my hooligan?" “

Leng Duyu threw his underwear aside and pushed him out: "You get out, you get out." “

Yang Weiguo came back in the middle of the night, and was pushed impatiently by her, and covered her: "What's the trouble, this is my place, where am I going?" “

It means to go her.

Leng Duyu bit her lip and wanted to die of anger, "Okay, you mean to drive me away, right?" “

Yang Weiguo shrugged: "I don't have one." “

He walked slowly inside.

Leng Duyu picked up the underwear on the ground, the wet hair wrapped in the towel fell down and put it on his shoulder, the snow-white autumn coat became transparent after being wet, and the wetness slowly spread to his chest, just outlining the shape of the semi-circular arc.

The man's eyes tightened in the light, he hadn't touched a finger of her for so long.

Unaware of the man's aggressive eyes, she turned around and went back to the house to get dressed.

After Yang Weiguo entered the room, she was already ready to go out.

"Where are you going?"

Yang Weiguo asked unhappily, his temperament was quite big.

Leng Duyu didn't reply, and walked out with a straight face.

Before he walked out of the door, the whole person was carried by the man by the collar, carried in like a chicken and thrown on the bed, "Leng Duyu, you don't give you three points of color, you will open a dye shop for labor." “

Yang Weiguo loosened the button on his chest, and his eyes were dyed with a touch of dangerous lust.

Leng Duyu's heart tightened, and he was three points afraid.

But she still maintained such a cold look on her face, and refused to bow her head at all.

"Help me undress."

Yang Weiguo leaned down and stretched his head over, but at the same time, he put his hands behind his back, like a noble emperor.

Doesn't she like to pay attention to these ghosts? Let her do enough in the future.

Leng Duyu sat on the bed, turned her head arrogantly, and bit her lip, just disobedient.

Yang Weiguo vigorously stretched out his hand to clamp her jaw, and a pair of eyes tore off the illusion of gentleness, like a tiger and a wolf staring at her: "Leng Duyu, you'd better figure out what your identity is, since you're married to me, you can do whatever I tell you to do, don't have nothing to do, play these tricks, I tolerate you, it's compassion, if you dare to argue with me, I'll let you taste the bitterness." “

He has been busy with military affairs recently, and he has been crazy with Lu Shaodong, inspecting and reviewing, the whole person is like a spinning top, sometimes sandwiched between Lu Shaodong and Lu Zhenhua and it is not good to be a person, and when he returns home, Leng Duyu has to make trouble with him.

Leng Duyu was clamped by him, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes in a pair of beautiful eyes, which pierced his heart.

In desperation, he had no choice but to let her go.

But who knows, as soon as he let go, Leng Duyu quickly took out a pair of scissors from under the pillow and stabbed them at his chest, Yang Weiguo quickly caught the scissors, and stood upside down with cold hair: "You are crazy!" ”

The man roared, furious like a raging lion.

Leng Duyu desperately wanted to recapture the scissors, but the man would not let go, and during the scramble, the scissors did not know how many openings Yang Weiguo's hand had pierced.

"You let go!"

She shouted with tears in her eyes.

Yang Weiguo gasped and scolded angrily: "Are you crazy? ”

The good end actually committed suicide.

Leng Duyu couldn't compete with him, so he had to let go of his hand and lay on the pillow and wept bitterly.

Yang Weiguo carefully put away the scissors and looked for gauze and medicinal wine everywhere to bandage.

By the time he finally finished bandaging, she was still crying.

Yang Weiguo sat on the edge of the bed angrily and covered his hands: "It's me who poked, why are you crying?" ”

This dead girl is sick.

Leng Duyu sniffed, "You're just a flesh wound, where can you compare to me?" ”

It's just a flesh wound?

The man was so angry that a mouthful of old blood was about to spurt out.

"And what kind of injury are you?"

Yang Weiguo almost asked her if she had a gynecological disease, and cried like her dead father.

Leng Duyu didn't speak, she cried vigorously, she hated that she had given birth to the wrong person, how could she be married to such a reckless man.

Open and close your mouth to spray dirt, pouring dirty water on the reputation of other people's innocence.

"You go, let me be quiet."

She got up, wiped her face, and stared at the man with red eyes, her forehead full of messy hair.

Yang Weiguo glanced at her little cat's face, and instinctively felt guilty.

He stroked it with his big hand, and the cold twilight rain didn't have time to dodge.

"What's not satisfied, just say, where did I snub you? When you enter the door, you lose your clothes, and you also lose women's underwear, do you want to touch my moldy head? Fortunately, I have a good temper, if you marry someone else who is a soldier, you won't be able to run away with a belt of roast meat. “

Now he has become an uncle who coaxes little girls again.

Hearing that Leng Duyu was still useful, he sobbed a few times, and explained in a dumb voice: "You slandered me first, I never did anything to be sorry for you, why do you slander me so much?" “

Slander?

Yang Weiguo was puzzled: "When did I slander you?" “

Leng Duyu suddenly became angry: "You don't admit it so soon!" “

The man approached and grabbed her round shoulders, taking advantage of a little ease to bring the person into his arms, these tricks of coaxing women he didn't want to use on her, at least he had to wait a few years, or wait for a knot in his heart to be untied.

But at this moment, she started to lose her temper, and that fierce was really not like a child, and he couldn't help it.

"Tell me, where did I provoke you?"

Leng Duyu pouted, looking aggrieved: "I obviously didn't have anything to do with other men, why did you arrange me so much?" Do you know how ugly you speak, no one has ever said such ugly things to me! “

Before she could finish speaking, Yang Weiguo interrupted her: "I was wrong! “

He was quick talking, but sincere.

Cold Twilight Rain stared at him, her eyes rolling slightly, "No sincerity." “

Yang Weiguo approached her and stared at her eyes through the dim light, I have to say that those eyes are very beautiful, like stars, bright and bright.

"What kind of sincerity do you want?"

He didn't expect his casual remark to be so hurtful, and he had the heart to make this girl commit suicide.

After so many years of wallowing in the pile of men, he has forgotten how to truly respect a woman.

Especially, his wife.

Leng Duyu pointed her finger at his eyebrows, poking his head a little farther away, so close, it would give herself a sense of oppression.

"You ......"

The woman's mind turned a thousand times, but a pair of eyes fell on his hand that was holding his shoulder, and the hand wrapped in gauze was still wide and powerful.

The nervousness when snatching the scissors is not playable.

"Tell me, who is the woman who was sitting in your car that day!"