"What's wrong? Miss, are you angry? Nanmu broke free from the grip of the two minions, stumbled in front of Qiao Yujie, and knelt in front of Qiao Yujie with his legs crooked.

He looked at Qiao Yujie with drunken eyes, and said with a smirk: "You! Kill my son, why don't you want me to say a few words? ”

Qiao Yu's face turned red, her hand wrapped around the handkerchief was in front of her mouth, she couldn't stop coughing, she shook her head again and again, her eyes were already overflowing with tears, and she scolded the little guy behind her: "Quickly pull your young master in!" Do you just let him get drunk and talk nonsense here, and your faces will not be panicked? Ahem"

After speaking, Qiao Yujie coughed heavily, snow-white, embroidered with golden phalaenopsis embroidered handkerchief, stained with drops of blood, bright and dazzling!

"Don't drag me, I'm not drunk, I've never been more sober than I am now!" Nanmu waved his big hand, looked at people with drunken eyes, and roared: "Qiao Yujie, you are the daughter of General Qiao of Tianbo Mansion, you are powerful, you are exhausted, your appearance is world-famous, and you are a snake!"

You're not a woman, you're tougher than a man's heart! In front of people, you sway like a weak willow supporting the wind, and speak softly.

But behind the scenes, only I know what kind of person you are! Hahaha - If I hadn't come back yesterday, how would I have known that you are such a vicious person. ”

"Shut up!" Qiao Yujie shouted at the top of her voice, raising her hand and slapping Nanmu in the face.

With that palm, Qiao Yujie exerted all her strength, eager to slap his mouth to death, and never spoke again.

The palm of his hand swiped across Nanki's cheek at a breakneck speed. The slight spicy sensation in the palm of her hand made Qiao Yujie slightly stunned! She slapped Nanmu, and Nanmu also received a solid slap from her, without borrowing or dodging.

Seeing Qiao Yujie stay in place, she looked at herself in astonishment. Nanmu narrowed his drunken eyes slightly, and mocked: "You hit me? What do you think a slap in the face will do to me? ”

Qiao Yujie was woken up by Nanmu's sneer, gritted her teeth, glared at Nanmu, held one hand on her chest, pointed at Nanmu's nose weakly and hatefully, and cried: "Xiaozhi is not your son, don't you know? ”

Nanmu stood up with his palms on the ground and gritted his teeth with hatred, pulled Qiao Yujie's wrist over, used his brute strength to pull her into his arms, and said viciously: "Yes!" Ash is not my son! What about Brother Juan! He's only an eight-month-old baby! You can do it too! “

"Brother Juan?" Qiao Yujie's eyes began to dodge: "Brother Lian'er is already weak, and he has always been taken care of by your mother, how do I know." If you want to divorce me, I won't keep pestering you with a dead face. You don't have to go to such great lengths to frame me."

"Hahaha-what a good one I framed you! Did you forget what you said last night when you knelt in the ancestral hall? Nanmu stretched out his hand to clamp Qiao Yujie's chin, and said sternly.

"You don't get drunk and talk nonsense here, what the hell did I say. I didn't do anything, what can I say? Qiao Yujie's jaw hurt when Nan Mu held it. She wriggled her body and tried to break free of Nanmu's control, but because her physique was too petite and weak, she couldn't move at will.