My Wife (2)

How does she know? Xia Bing's question just now made Ling Jie stupid! Thinking about it, Ling Jie could only grit his teeth and say, "Wife, in fact, me and her!" ”

Before Ling Jie could say this, Xia Bing swung his pink fist in front of Ling Jie. The lustrous face was long gone, replaced by a face full of anger. Seeing Xia Bing looking at him like this, Ling Jie felt numb in his heart.

"Say, is there any?" Xia Bing glared at Ling Jie angrily. She was waiting for Ling Jie to reply, and she was secretly telling herself in her heart, I hope this didn't happen.

"Wife, that's right. Don't be angry, listen to me! Ling Jie took Xia Bing's little hand and said affectionately. Next, let's talk about what happened this morning. Including the fact that he went to save Mengyun, everything was said. He knew that sooner or later he would have to say it. The consequences of all this, Ling Jie could only bear it head-on.

"You bastard!" At this time, Xia Bing wanted to slap his palm on Ling Jie's face. Ling Jie grabbed her little hand: "Wife, don't worry, I still love you the most, haven't I already told you?" ”

Ling Jie didn't let Xia Bing fight, he had to explain. Otherwise, if Xia Bing's palm just now really hit, Ling Jie would have to be disfigured.

"You bastard, let it go!" Xia Bing shouted desperately, feeling a faint pain in his heart. Thinking of the picture of Ling Jie and Mengyun, the little goblin working, Xia Bing was very angry. If Ling Jie hadn't stopped him just now, Xia Bing would have to kill this little goblin.

"I won't let go!" Ling Jie roared and pressed Xia Bing's arms on the sofa: "Wife, if you want to kill or chop you, it's up to you." But don't hurt her! I don't want one of you to get hurt, you know? Ling Jie still knows something about Xia Bing's temper, if he lets her go when she is angry. Maybe I'll really run over and find Mengyun desperately.

"Do you really think that the old lady will not dare to kill you?" Xia Bing was so angry that his eyebrows flew up, and he glared at Ling Jie with murderous intent. There is a fire in his heart, he loves him so much, and he is still messing around with others outside. Thinking of this, the small universe in Xia Bing's stomach exploded.

"Dad, Mommy, what are you doing!" At this time, Xia Meng came out of the room with a bear pillow in his arms. Anxiously ran to Ling Jie, threw the bear pillow to the ground, and pulled the corner of Ling Jie's clothes: "Dad, don't make any noise, okay." Let go of my mother! ”

Xia Meng desperately tugged at the corners of Ling Jie's clothes, as if he was afraid that Ling Jie would hurt Xia Bing. Originally, Xia Meng was sleeping just now. When I heard the quarrel in the living room, I ran out crying.

"Little dream, we didn't fight!" Ling Jie was stunned and let Xia Bing go. He hugged Xia Meng in his arms and kissed her tear-stained pink face. At this time, Xia Bing did not rush out. Rolled up on the couch and sobbing, she didn't know what to do? If Xia Meng hadn't been here, she would definitely clean up this kid. Thinking of this, she felt angry in her heart.

"Mom, don't cry, let's ignore this stinky dad!" Although Xia Meng didn't know, what these two adults were arguing about. She dared to guarantee that her father must have bullied her mother, otherwise it would not have been possible to make her mother cry so sadly.

"Mom, let's go! Ignore the stinky dad! Xia Meng didn't know where the strength came from, so he stabbed out of Ling Jie's arms and pulled Xia Bing's hand. Then, he glared at Ling Jie fiercely.