Tang Shengming originally wanted to knock on the door, but when he walked to the door, he directly unscrewed the doorknob, and the door opened! I thought the dead woman would lock the door for him.

As soon as the door opened, Tang Shengming frowned, there was a very strong smell of smoke in the room, he also smoked, most of the women around him smoked, but he never thought that Mo Wantong, who had always been quiet, would also smoke? And he smoked when his body was not fully recovered.

Mo Wantong leaned against the bed, and there was a cigarette case on the bedside table, which was the ash she shook in, and she was holding a cigarette butt that had been smoked a third of it.

Tang Shengming took a big step forward and snatched the cigarette butt from Mo Wantong's hand and snuffed it out in the cigarette case, and sat down in front of her, "What kind of cigarettes do girls smoke, huh?" Don't smoke it again in the future, see it once and clean you up once. As she spoke, she picked up her wrist and looked at the wound, her eyes narrowing, "Don't make this kind of moth in the future, okay?" Look at you, your husband's notoriety has skyrocketed again......" lowered his head and rubbed the corners of her lips, "I'll take you to brush your teeth, okay wife?" A smell of smoke~"

Mo Wantong twisted her head, "I don't want to brush my teeth, I'm uncomfortable, you stay away from me~"

Tang Shengming hugged her from behind, "There is only one set of bedding at home...... Wife~ You can take me in! I promise not to move you, just hold it like that, well......"

Mo Wantong was already unwell and smoked several cigarettes in a row, but now she felt even more uncomfortable, she lowered her eyes, "I want to drink water, you help me call Mother Wu, thank you." ”

Tang Shengming grinned, lowered his head and kissed her on the side of the cheek, "What are you doing calling Mother Wu?" Just have your husband to serve you. ”

Tang Shengming took two glasses of water, and handed the first cup to Mo Wantong, "Rinse your mouth first." ”

Mo Wantong rinsed her mouth and took a few sips of the glass of warm boiled water, "Thank you." ”

Tang Shengming touched the seemingly nonexistent water stains with his fingers at the corner of Mo Wantong's mouth, "Do we need to say thank you now?" Well! ”

Tang Shengming kept staring at Mo Wantong's face and observing, and found that although the woman didn't look at him with her eyes down, when he said the words just now, her pale cheeks were still rubbing red!

Tang Shengming didn't bully her, took off his shoes and went directly into the bed.

But Mo Wantong lay on the edge of the bed like a corpse, giving Tang Shengming a stiff back.

Someone stretched out his long arm and hugged her tightly in his arms and hugged her from behind, rubbed her on the back of her neck, and asked in a deep voice: "Wife, is it scum, huh?" "Touched her with a part of his body.

Mo Wantong shrunk her neck and moved to the edge of the bed, "Good scum~"

Tang Shengming "sneer~" sneered and imprisoned her, one hand held her left wrist in his big hand, and the other paw deliberately made an unintentional movement and rubbed against her chest, "Woo~ It looks like that one has grown up a little!" As he spoke, he quickly took his paw away.

Mo Wantong didn't have much strength, but she still had a lot of strength when dealing with a certain scum behind her, she kicked Tang Shengming's leg, "Tang Shao, do you have a penchant for forcibly dominating women?" ”

Tang Shengming let go of Mo Wantong, turned over and sat up, with sparks in his eyes, easing the unhappiness in his heart, the damn woman is almost okay, did she really pick up Qiao? I really think that the master is short of women, right?

Tang Shengming directly fished Mo Wantong out of the quilt and pressed it in his arms, stuck her chin, his eyes narrowed slightly at her frightened and desperate eyes, and his gloomy tone, "Mo Wan-Tong, you listen well, Tang Shengming has lived for twenty-nine years for the first time to tolerate a woman to such an extent." From now on, first, put away your thoughts of divorce; Second, don't cry at every turn, make trouble, hang yourself, and kill yourself. Fortunately, this time it was discovered early, if you dare to move the idea of death again. He looked into her eyes fixedly, and spat out a few cold words for a long time, "If you think about death again, I will only make your life worse than death." ”