Chapter 215: Tsundere Senior, Too Awkward (63)

A hint of panic flashed in Liu Yan's eyes, but then it became more pungent: "You dare to talk nonsense? See if I don't tear your mouth ......"

Su Qiao pushed Liu Yan away and rushed over to hit him, and sneered: "Heh, am I talking nonsense?" ”

"You didn't mix sleeping pills in my dad's wine and wanted him to be unable to sleep? You didn't mix alcohol in my dad's wine and wanted him to get drunk? ”

"When my dad was drunk and fell in the bathroom, he was obviously still saved, didn't you stand there and watch him bleed and watch him breathe?"

She didn't say it before, but she just thought that the drunkard father, in addition to drinking and gambling, was beating their mother and daughter, which was really hateful, and it might be better to disappear.

But Liu Yan has been unrelenting, she is really impatient.

Since she married into the Huo family and is not satisfied, then simply let her go back to her previous life.

Then maybe she'll stop.

"What?"

Su Qiao's words shocked everyone at the scene.

Even Huo Zhenting, who had been protecting her, involuntarily took a step back.

Liu Yan was flustered, she didn't expect that she secretly did these things, this dead girl actually knew about them, and she said them in front of so many people.

"Ting, I'...... I...... Don't listen to this damn girl's nonsense, she hates me, that's why she ......."

Liu Yan wanted to explain.

"What she said is true?"

Huo Zhenting didn't miss the moment of panic she had just now, and her face was unprecedentedly ugly.

The person next to his pillow turned out to be such a vicious person.

Even her husband wants to murder, but she can still watch him breathe and not call for help.

What a horrible thing this is?

Think about it, lie in the same bed and eat in a pot with such a person every day......

Even people like Huo Zhenting, who have experienced strong winds and waves, feel inexplicably chilled in their hearts.

If one day, she is dissatisfied with herself and feels that she is in the way of being a husband, can she also ......

Liu Yan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and stepped forward to explain:

"Ah Ting, you believe me, she is talking nonsense, I haven't done anything, she made up these things out of thin air."

Huo Zhenting took a step back, and finally turned around and went upstairs with a gloomy face.

A farce just dissolved.

The butler and the bodyguard didn't know when they disappeared.

"Did she really do that?"

Although Huo Hanfeng kept saying that Liu Yan indirectly killed his mother, he really didn't expect that she would really dare to kill.

"Hmm."

Su Qiao replied lightly, and then seemed to think of something, and raised his eyebrows: "Are you afraid?" ”

Huo Hanfeng was stunned for a moment, and then understood what she was referring to.

Holding her hands, he looked serious: "I'm not afraid." ”

"I won't give you a chance to treat me like this, I will be very good to you, so good that you are reluctant to hurt me."

Hearing this, it is undeniable that Su Qiao is quite happy in his heart.

The corners of his mouth raised an arc: "The bare mouth will say." ”

Huo Hanfeng suddenly approached, gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, and then said with a smug look in his eyes: "I will do it again." ”

Su Qiao covered his face, glanced at him, and turned upstairs to pack his things.

"I'll go with you."

Huo Hanfeng followed behind inch by inch.

"This is your home, where are you going with me?"

Su Qiao replied as he put his pitiful belittlement into the box.

Huo Hanfeng tricked: "I don't care, wherever you go, I'll go." ”

Gotcha, it's glued again.

Su Qiao pursed his lips and continued to pack his things.

Huo Hanfeng followed behind slimy.

"You just promised to be with me."

Su Qiao raised his eyebrows: "When did I agree?" ”

"Just now, you stopped the old man from beating me, saying that I was not the one he could move."

Thinking of the scene at that time, the corners of Huo Hanfeng's mouth couldn't help but rise.

Such Su Qiao is so handsome, the more you look at it, the more pleasing it becomes, and the more you look at it, the rarer it becomes.