Chapter Ninety-Three: I'll Kill You Stinky Rascal
As soon as he saw the tears swaying in Xu Jiao's eyes, Liu Mang's very annoyed heart softened, and the last thing he could see was a woman's crying nose.
"Where did you hear that I took Xu Meng's case?"
He hurriedly changed the topic and asked very suspiciously, lest her tears flow out and let others misunderstand that he bullied Xu Jiao.
"I heard what Sister Nan said just now."
Xu Jiao gently wiped the sparkle that suddenly flashed in her eyes, grabbed Liu Mang's arm, and asked excitedly, "Can you really clear my brother's innocence?" ”
"Of course!" The corners of Liu Mang's mouth raised, and he said very tuggingly.
As he spoke, his arm rubbed on Xu Jiao's little steamed bun intentionally or unintentionally, although he couldn't feel the bullet surname there, but he felt the softness there.
A softness like no other.
Liu Mang pursed his lips stupidly, and muttered very unhappily: "Stuff so many sponges, don't you worry about covering up the prickly heat?" ”
Although the voice was not loud, it clearly drifted into Xu Jiao's ears, which made her suddenly blush.
If her eyes could kill people, the "stinky hooligan" in front of her would have been cut by her with a thousand knives and executed by Ling Chi!
This is too much, it simply makes Xu squeamish to death. She didn't even think about it, so she angrily swung out her little fist and hit Liu Mang's chest directly.
For Liu Mang, the power of this punch is extremely light, no different from tickling, but like flirting before the little two.
"Ouch!"
He repeated his old trick, screamed, covered his chest with his hands, and squatted down in great pain.
Xu Jiao saw Liu Mang's ability on the train, and she didn't believe that her punch could hurt him.
However, she was still startled to see that his face had become ugly, and the corners of his mouth and facial muscles were still twitching there.
"Stinky rascal, I didn't use my strength, you don't want to scare me!"
"Jiaojiao ......"
Liu Mang opened his eyes with difficulty, and said tremblingly: "I can't do it, I'm going to die, your brother's lawsuit ......"
Seeing his miserable appearance that didn't look like he was pretending, Xu Jiao panicked all of a sudden, hurriedly squatted down, and said with a frightened expression:
"What the hell is wrong with you? Don't scare me, my brother's innocence is still waiting for you to wash it away? ”
"Find someone else!"
Liu Mang said weakly, "My heart was ......shattered by your 'Love You Drifting Fist' just now."
Halfway through his words, a coquettish voice mixed with anger rang out from behind him: "My heart is broken, so why aren't you dead?" ”
"My grass, why did my wife come here at this time?"
As soon as he heard Fang Qingya's voice, Liu Mang knew that he couldn't sing this play. After all, he had used this trick on others, and she must have known that Liu Mang was pretending to be there.
At this time, Xu Jiao saw that Liu Mang's complexion had returned to normal, and she also stood up, her delicate body trembled, and her eyes burst out with uncontrollable anger.
"I'll kill you stinky rascal!"
As this roar fell, she waved two weak little fists, and there was a burst of hammers on Liu Mang's body.
Liu Mang didn't care, and showed a look of enjoyment, his lips squirmed slightly, and he said something: "One, two, three......"
"Bang!"
After counting a few, Fang Qingya was like a tiger that had snatched its cubs, and smashed Liu Mang's back of the head with a punch.
This punch, although it didn't make him dizzy, made Liu Mang not know how many times Xu Jiao "kissed" him, which made him a little annoyed, pretending to be very painful and rubbing the back of his head, he said a little unhappy:
"Wife, why did you hit me in the head again? If you become an idiot, aren't you going to be a widow? ”
As soon as he heard Liu Mang violating the agreement and calling his wife in front of so many people, Fang Qingya's face suddenly turned cold, staring at her murderous eyes, and roaring angrily:
"Who is your wife, you stinky rascal, clean your mouth for me!"
Her original intention was to remind Liu Mang, call me wife in private, and I won't bother with you. But this is a public place, and you call my wife, but it violates the agreement between us, be careful.
However, in front of so many people, she not only punched herself, but also threw a tantrum at herself, which made Liu Mang feel that she had lost face.
A man is taught a lesson by a woman in public, if he doesn't fight back, what kind of man is he called?
So, he didn't care about Fang Qingya's feelings, and the trace of anger in his heart suddenly burst out.
Nima, there are many women who want to be Lao Tzu's wife, why should I blindly accommodate you?
As the old saying goes, this woman can't be petted, and when she is petted, she kicks her nose and can't tell the difference between the big and the small. I'm the head of the family, so where is your turn to scream here?
So, Liu Mang's eyes widened, and he shouted at her-for-tat and unceremoniously: "Fang Qingya, you also clean your mouth for me!" We are a legal couple protected by the law, and if I am a stinky hooligan, then you are the daughter-in-law of a stinky hooligan, and you are a fucking stinky hooligan! ”
Seeing that Liu Mang had clarified the relationship between the two, Fang Qing's elegant delicate body trembled, his willow eyebrows were upside down, and his pupils contracted as if he had encountered a dangerous hedgehog, and there were sharp spikes inside.
If she could, she really wanted to throw all these spikes on Liu Mang's body and tie him into a hedgehog.
It's so hateful, not to mention the relationship between the two, but also to say that he is also a stinky hooligan, which is simply unforgivable.
Between the lightning and flint, Fang Qingya didn't care what kind of place this was, and she didn't care what kind of bad influence it would have, she only had one thought now, to beat up Liu Mang, a bastard.
Didn't you fight back? Then I'll talk about it.
In the next second, her hand was raised, and she brushed Liu Mang's face without the slightest hesitation.
"Miss, no!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, Han Binghong remembered the old man's explanation, she hurriedly shouted, and at the same time, reached out and quickly grabbed Fang Qingya's picked up arm.
"Smack!"
At the moment when Fang Qingya's palm was about to land on Liu Mang's face, Han Binghong grabbed her wrist and shook her head with a slightly solemn expression.
At this time, Xia Qiannan, who had been staying not far away, walked over, gently patted Fang Qingya's shoulder, and whispered in a deep voice:
"Qingya, don't be presumptuous!"
"Sister Nan, I ......"
Fang Qingya, who felt greatly insulted, was slightly choked in her voice, and a trace of grievance flashed in her eyes staring at Liu Mang.
At this time, Liu Mang looked at Xia Qiannan who suddenly appeared stupidly, he believed that if he was a cartoon character, his eyes would definitely fall off in shock and fall into pieces:
Your sister, is she still a woman?
How can you be a man better than me?