Fang Fangmu's eyes are like the eyes she had when she first saw me, but now there is more hatred for iron and steel. Since she transferred the shop to me, her eyes are full of envy and admiration when she looks at me, just because of my spineless words, she thinks that I don't have a little man's blood at this time. I felt like I was in front of silence, without any principles. It's really sad that I love her to this extent.

"Nope! Sister Fang, you are wrong! This sentence is indeed said by the pillow, but it is not the affectionate words as you think, but the words that come out when one person is extremely disgusted with the other. Oh, it should be one word! Little Dimple didn't wait for Jing to speak, she interjected first.

"No matter what it is, I don't want to hear it, and my husband doesn't want to hear it! Don't irritate my husband anymore! Couldn't Tian Jingjing hurt him deeply enough? Do you want to sprinkle another handful of salt on his wounds?! "Fang Fangmu admonished Dimple and Jing Jing as my wife, and her protection of me showed that her feelings for me were sincere.

Fang Fangmu took my hand angrily and said, "Husband! Walk! I will never let anyone hurt you again! ”

Fang Fangmu's reaction was very intense, and before Jing Jing finished saying "You misunderstood", she stretched out her hand to stop Jing Jing from talking.

Little Dimple also came over to persuade her not to be so excited, and I also wanted to hear whether Jingjing had misunderstood, and I hoped that I had not misunderstood Jingjing, so I said, "In this case, I will listen before leaving." No matter how big the storm is, I can't stand it? Fang Fangmu, don't worry, I'm not so vulnerable! ”

"But, husband! You're here, just to continue hurting you, and this phrase is an insult to you, you know? Fang Fangmu hugged me with both hands, as if she wanted to protect a little bird from being hurt.

I comforted her and said, "Don't worry, I can hold it!" The current tofu is no longer a tofu slag project, no matter how big the wind and rain can stand! Fang Fangmu saw that I was determined to listen, and she didn't make any more trouble, she hugged me tighter.

Seeing that Fang Fang was a little calm, Xiao Dimple took a sip of red wine, moistened his throat, and said: "Wang Baba, Tong Guò Deng Qiong knows that Sister Jing and I are like sisters in WJ Company, and our relationship is very deep, so he and Deng Qiong came to my house to visit, and asked me to come to his house to appease Sister Jing, saying that Sister Jing's love is extremely bad now." I know why Sister Jing's love is low, Auntie is gone, Brother Tofu is also depressed because of her, and the two people she loves the most are no longer around, is she happy? Now that Sister Jing and I are getting closer, if I stay away from her, I don't know what stupid things she will do. So, I said yes. Sister Jing's wedding, from the Golden Bowl Company to Mr. Song, down to Ah San who watched the bicycle and Grandma who swept the floor, all went to participate, but I didn't go. Because I can't stand the blow, I don't want to see Sister Jing in tears in her wedding dress. I don't want Brother Tofu to be lonely and lonely. ”

The dimples are all right in the front, but in the back, there is a little mistake. The employees of the Golden Bowl Company who did not participate in the quiet wedding are not only dimples, but also Huang Zhong. I don't know if Little Dimple really forgot, but I still think that people like Huang Zhong are not worth mentioning at all, and comparing her with Huang Zhong is a great shame for her.

Speaking of this, Little Dimple took another sip of red wine and continued: The bastard said that Sister Jing's temper is very short-tempered, and she just drops things at every turn.

I didn't give him any affection, and said, "I understand this, can she not be irritable?" You robbed the person he loved the most, and her dearest person was gone. ”

The bastard didn't feel guilty at all, and continued to accuse Sister Jing and asked me: "The wedding night is the best moment in life, do you know what she said in the cave room?" ”

My reaction at that time was just the opposite of the current Sister Fang, because I know very well how true Sister Jing's love for Brother Tofu is and how deep her love for him is, and what she said to the bastard must have made us listen to it with joy! And the bastard was very uncomfortable to listen to. I was intrigued, gloating over the bastard, urging him to speak out quickly.

The bastard said bitterly: "My precious son entered the cave room, and as soon as he got close to the marriage bed, Tian Jingjing yelled at him, 'Get out'!" My son was so frightened that he ran out crying and screaming, and he couldn't eat or sleep for days and nights. Even if he fell asleep, he was awakened by the dream of Tian Jingjing's hideous face in the middle of the night. It's pathetic. "After listening to the bastard's words, I really want to clap my hands.

But I don't understand one thing, I think it's very strange, on the wedding night, how did the son of the bastard run to the new house?

The bastard asked me, "On the wedding night, if the groom doesn't go into the new room to share the room with the bride, does he still have to sleep with his mother as usual?" ”

I was even more confused and asked, "Isn't Mr. Wang and Sister Jing married?" How is the groom your son? Sleeping with his mom, how old is your son? is not yet an adult, how can he marry Sister Jing? Aren't you fooling around? Do you still think it's not enough to harm Sister Jing?! ”

The bastard was scolded by me and said, "My son had a fever when he was a child, and his head burned out and became demented. He is already thirty years old this year, how can he not be an adult? ”

The son of the bastard turned out to be an idiot, the bastard has done too many yin and moral things, what a retribution! It turns out that the groom is not a bastard, but his idiot son, no wonder Deng Qiong and the others came back from the wedding and praised how young and handsome the groom was, how quiet, and how gentle. Phew! It turned out to be an idiot! Hahaha! Sister Jing's "irritability", how could it not be a good thing for her? I can't persuade her to get rid of this "irritability".

The bastard was disappointed in me, but he said to me, "You're always welcome to play." ”

Jing Jing took the words of the dimple and said: Although he is an idiot, he still has a physiological instinct, which I never expected. I didn't allow him to enter my room for a minute or two except on the night of the wedding, when he was able to stay in my room for a minute or two. I thought the idiot would always have a fear of me, but I underestimated him. Soon after he was startled by my "roll", he gradually forgot the lesson, and I relaxed my guard against him. One night, I went back to my room after dinner to take a shower, and was about to close the door, but he came in and threw me on the bed. I struggled, he was stupid but strong, and he tore my clothes hard. I yelled, and just when I thought it was almost over, the bastard barged in, yelling, pulling the idiot up and kicking him out. During the tugging, the buttons of my jacket were torn off, and I hurriedly pulled the quilt over it.

The bastard said to me, "Don't worry, I'll never let him step into the room again!" ”

Before the bastard went out and closed the door, he glanced at me through the crack in the door. After that, I was wary of idiots, and although his mother scolded me for not being a woman, I didn't want to be her daughter-in-law. As the saying goes, the hands of people are short, and the mouth of people is soft, and in order to save my mother, I spent 500,000 yuan on their family. I didn't dare to fight back, just on the pretext that my mother had just passed and was not in the mood, and I wanted to wear filial piety for my mother.

The bastard and his wife are very superstitious, they believe it is true, and of course they are also very taboo. So, I was able to calm down a bit, but I guess it was just a stopgap measure. A month later, two months later, what to do? I panicked.

This novel is from the King of Books