Chapter 535: Slap in the Face (Page 1/1)

"Sister, brother-in-law, where are you going?" After Yan Xiangyang changed his clothes, his sanity had already returned to the cage a little, looking at the bright sky outside, Yan Xiangyang secretly complained to himself.

"......" Jin Weimo just glanced at Yan Xiangyang with his eyes, and didn't tell him about his plans at all.

Yan Xiangyang began to be stunned in his heart, but he could only follow Jin Weimo aggrievedly, and then walked into Jin Weimo's usual exclusive training room, in the training room, there were all kinds of equipment, even boxing.

"Take it." Jin Weimo took the boxing gloves and threw them to Yan Xiangyang.

"Ahh Yan Xiangyang caught the boxing gloves cutely, and when he looked at Jin Weimo, his scalp was faintly numb, he felt as if he had been retaliated against by his admired brother-in-law, Jin Weimo threw him boxing gloves, shouldn't he be fighting him!

No, it's not a fight, he Yan Xiangyang has only one possibility for his brother-in-law Jin Weimo, that is, he was unilaterally beaten.

"Wear gloves." Jin Weimo began to put boxing gloves on himself, and at the same time motioned for Yan Xiangyang to bring them as well.

"Brother-in-law, I don't know how to box!" Yan Xiangyang wanted to cry without tears, and he didn't dare to let go of the boxing.

"No, I don't." Jin Weimo looked at Yan Xiangyang with relief, looked at Yan Xiangyang with his eyes, and after seeing him put on gloves mournfully, he motioned for him to jump into the boxing ring, and the two began to fight.

Yan Xiangyang just stepped into the boxing ring, and Jin Weimo directly gave Yan Xiangyang a punch with boxing gloves: "Ah......"

Another fist fell: "Brother-in-law......"

"Brother-in-law, you have mercy!"

"Ahh Brother-in-law, don't slap ...... face"

"Woo...... Brother-in-law ......"

Yan Xiangyang's surrender shouts became smaller and smaller, and the pitiful wails were endless, but Jin Weimo listened to it in his ears without the slightest hesitation, and still beat Yan Xiangyang unceremoniously with boxing gloves, and in less than three minutes, Yan Xiangyang didn't even howl anymore, he could only be beaten in a daze, and his handsome face was also swollen to resemble a pig's head.

"......" Yan Xiangyang wanted to cry, but he naturally knew that his brother-in-law was dissatisfied with his convulsions that day, so he deliberately tossed him.

Yan Xiangyang said that although he really should have beaten him, when his brother-in-law really beat him, his heart was still cold, the key is that his face hurts!

His brother-in-law doesn't hurt anywhere, he slaps his face, and he also has to rely on his face to eat! With this appearance, he couldn't see anyone for at least half a month.

"Your sister and I are reluctant to talk to her loudly, you are good, and you are still arrogant?" After Jin Weimo changed Yan Xiangyang's handsome face beyond recognition, he leaned down slightly, looked at the dead lying on the boxing ring, and buried his swollen pig's head face in the boxing ring.

"......" Yan Xiangyang was beaten until he wanted to cry, and he was beaten so embarrassed for the first time in his life.

"You are a man, don't think that your sister loves you, you can be unscrupulous, next time you dare to bully your sister again, it won't be a slap in the face, you know?" Jin Weimo is a soldier in the end, and he wants to teach this brother-in-law a lesson, but he only slaps him in the face, and he controls the proportions of his hands, and he will not hurt him, at most, he will not be able to see people for ten days and half a month with this face.

"Got it!" Yan Xiangyang, who was buried in the boxing ring and didn't dare to raise his head, replied sullenly, he didn't dislike whether the boxing ring was dirty or not, compared to being beaten, Yan Xiangyang felt that it was better to eat soil than to be beaten.

Yan Xiangyang, who has just come of age, has always shouted Yan Xiangyang, who is not afraid of hardship or tiredness, which will instigate some grandchildren.

But it is also a fact, Yan Xiangyang, a child whose hair has not yet grown, offended Yan Xiangnuan, and Jin Weimo cut him in minutes.

It's just that Yan Xiangyang thought that his brother-in-law had already let him go, who knows, he was holding back his big move, wanting him to relax for two days, and he was sharp and fierce as soon as he made his move.

"After a while, your sister asked you how the wound on your face came from, what do you want to say?" Jin Weimo asked again.

"......" Yan Xiangyang thought with his head full: "Did I say that I hit it?" The tone was full of inquiries and flattery, and he was afraid that the excuses he made would make Jin Weimo dissatisfied.

"Do you think your sister will believe it?" Jin Weimo snorted coldly.

"No, it won't." Yan Xiangyang slowly raised his head from the boxing ring, his blue nose and swollen face facing Jin Weimo's gaze.

"Thinking of one." Jin Weimo gently hit Yan Xiangyang again with a fist with a fist.

"I fought with my classmates at school yesterday?" Yan Xiangyang hesitated and gave another answer, in the end, when he came home yesterday, Yan Xiangnuan didn't see him, so he said that this excuse can be fooled!

"That's it." After thinking about it, Jin Weimo nodded and stood up, and at the same time uncovered the boxing gloves he was wearing.

In the end, when he was young, he also fought with a group of friends from time to time, and boys were young and vigorous, and it was normal to fight or something.

In fact, Jin Weimo doesn't care if Yan Xiangnuan knows or not, whether it is his brother-in-law who is a brother-in-law, but Yan Xiangnuan is Yan Xiangyang's sister in the end, Jin Weimo said that the husband and wife should not be unhappy because of the trivial matter of the brother-in-law.

He felt that letting his brother-in-law make excuses was the most realistic way to do it.

"Woo woo......" Yan Xiangyang lay on the boxing ring for a long time and couldn't calm down.

On the dining table in the morning, Aunt Song put breakfast on the table, and when she saw Yan Xiangyang's blue nose and swollen face, she didn't ask or say anything when she looked at her nose and heart.

Jin Weimo and Yan Xiangyang walked out of the training room, Aunt Song saw it, when Yan Xiangyang came back yesterday, Aunt Song also knew, and Aunt Song also guessed that the blue nose and swollen face were mostly Jin Weimo's rhythm, so naturally she didn't say anything.

When Yan Xiangnuan got up from a full sleep, it was almost ten o'clock, and when she finished washing and sat down at the dining table, she was slightly flurified when she saw Yan Xiangyang's face.

"Yan Xiangyang, what's the matter with your face?" Yan Xiangnuan asked with some excitement.

It's really Yan Xiangyang's pig-headed face that is indeed a little scary, seeing such a pig-headed face early in the morning, Yan Xiangyang suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart.

"......" Yan Xiangyang hugged the white porridge, glanced at Jin Weimo hesitantly, and then lowered his head: "I fought with my classmates at school." ”

"What?" Yan Xiangnuan suddenly slapped the table with some excitement: "Yan Xiangyang, you are going to heaven!" I learned to fight with my classmates if I didn't agree with each other, right? ”

Yan Xiangnuan put a pile of white porridge in front of him, stood up, leaned over, and reached out to pinch Yan Xiangyang's ear.

"It hurts, ......" Yan Xiangyang immediately tilted his neck, trying to make Yan Xiangnuan's hands lighter.

"It hurts, it hurts to death, say ......" Yan Xiangnuan was not polite at all, pinched his ear and asked coldly: "Did you win or lose?" ”

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