I sat down with him, and I heard him ask, "Would you like to go back or play here, or see my mother's friends?" ”

"Your mother's friend?"

"Yu Wen." He didn't seem to be willing to mention her: "It's Su Yi's mother of his fiancée." ”

"Big star!" I said, "Go see her!" ”

"Okay, but when you go to visit, you say you're coming to Canada on an errand, and you stop by to see her. I'm not going. He said, "My father has a grudge against her husband." ”

"It's complicated." I asked, "What's the hatred?" ”

"You don't need to know this, anyway, I won't go in." He smiled and said, "But she's a good person, whether you want an autograph or a group photo, you will agree." ”

"Then forget it." I said, "I don't want to go myself, it feels weird." ”

"It's no wonder, my mother's daughter-in-law went to see an old friend on her behalf." He leaned over and smiled wickedly: "You go, I'll tell you lace news." ”

"What's the lace news?" I asked, "Celebrity scandal?" ”

Fanyin lowered her voice and whispered, "She is Huaixin's biological mother." ”

"Isn't her husband Uncle Fei?" I asked, "Bastard?" ”

"You go first, and I'll tell you when you come back." He elbowed me.

"Do you have to go?" I didn't know anyone at all, so it felt strange to be gone.

"Gotta go, or my mom will talk about me." He said: "I don't usually like to come to this generation because I don't want to go to her house. But she's not in good health, so it's not appropriate for her to come out to see me. ”

"I always think this statement is a bit far-fetched."

"Far-fetched what?" He glanced at me with disdain: "It's just a matter of letting you hang out at the door." ”

"Oh." I said, "So how long am I going to skewer?" You're not going to around while I'm not around, are you? ”

He gouged me out with his eyes: "Put down the gift, say a few random words, and ask for an autograph by the way." ”

After I finished agreeing, Fanyin said that people live in the United States, so we will rest in the morning, set off in the afternoon, and visit early tomorrow morning.

After eating, Fanyin went for a run in good spirits, and I went back to my room to sleep, but I couldn't sleep well.

Sure enough, halfway through my sleep, I suddenly felt someone jump on the bed. Based on my understanding of this pervert, he must do something now, otherwise he will be sorry for his name as a pervert.

Because he is still quite gentle, I didn't refuse much, but just when I already felt "don't don't", he suddenly stopped his hand and said in a deep voice: "Really ligated?" ”

I......

I tried to clear my head, and then I started to think about whether I should take this opportunity to tell the truth.

Before I could think clearly, I heard him laugh lowly, and a certain feeling came, and I couldn't help but feel soft and hugged him hard.

Later, Fanyin turned over, but he screamed, turned over and lay on the bed, glared at me and asked, "Why are you scratching me?" ”

It's not right for me to scratch him, but I cheekily said, "Cool." ”

He gave me a blank look and ordered, "Take the medicine." ”

I hurriedly went to get medicine to help him treat the wound, he closed his eyes slightly, looked like a cat being petted, and his voice was lazy: "How many scratches?" ”

"Three."

"Tell the truth."

"Eight paths." I said, "But the rest is just red, no bleeding." ”

"How much do you hate me......" he muttered in great confusion: "I can't live this day, and I have to be beaten for sex." ”

"The pledge only says that you will not be allowed to use sexual violence against me, and I am not among them."

He didn't say a word, and closed his eyes as if aggrieved.

I felt sorry, so I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek and said, "Don't be angry." ”

He didn't say anything, but silently tilted his face over.

I kissed it again and said, "I'm sorry, I'll cut my nails later." ”

He remained silent.

I'll kiss it again.

He suddenly opened his eyes, a little confused.

I was startled and withdrew my hand.

He blinked and turned to look at me.

I looked at him, he looked at me, looked at each other, and the whole atmosphere was a little weird.

After a long time, he blinked his eyes again and opened his mouth: "Wife? ”

I tentatively shouted, "Britney? ”

"Hmm." He pursed his face: "What are you doing with him?" ”

"I ......" I quickly diverted the subject: "Why did you run out all of a sudden?" Why hasn't it come out lately? ”

"I came out a few days ago, but he squeezed me and wrote me a note saying that he was going to Canada to find you and asked me not to mess around." He asked aggrievedly, "Why did you go to Canada?" ”

"Because my dad is sick." I told him about my adoptive father, and then said, "Keep this matter secret and don't tell anyone, so as not to cause trouble to my father." ”

"Hmm." He was still lying on the bed and asked obediently, "Did you tell him?" ”

"I told you too." I said, "Why did you come out all of a sudden?" ”

"Why?" He pursed his face with a little displeasure: "Why can't I come out suddenly?" ”

"I mean, he's not tired at all and seems to be in a good mood, so how could he let you out?"

"He's in a bad mood." "He's been depressed lately and I can come out easily," he said. ”

Down?

I always thought that this guy would be irritable, but the word low didn't seem to suit him.

"Then you don't come out to me yet." I feigned anger and said, "Don't you want me?" ”

"I don't want to." He lay on the bed, bit his lip and struggled for a while, and whispered: "Wife, although saying this will definitely make you sad, I don't want to lie to you." ”

"What's wrong?"

"You actually killed your own child." His face showed distress: "I feel that this proves that you love me so much, and I am afraid that I will be sad." I think you're so scary. In my heart, you are obviously a very kind person......"

I didn't speak, intently studying his expression. If these words are false, then his acting skills are too high, because his expression at the moment is very real, and I also remember that he has always been very merciful to small animals, and in my heart, he has always been a very compassionate person.

But the way he dismembered the corpse was still vivid, and I was completely sure that he was the one holding the knife. At that time, he had a numb and calm expression, stabbing one by one, without hesitation. The things that scared and sickened me rolled on the bed, bloody and bloody, and he didn't feel the slightest discomfort.

I would like to believe that this is the case simply because the second personality is not sound and he cannot control his madness. But it did discount my love for him, and it was a terrible fact that I will never forget.

After that, Britney didn't say anything to me for a long time, only lying on the bed with her eyes open.

I didn't say anything, thinking in my heart, although he had become a second personality. But we're not as close as we used to be, so my priority is to get the two of us closer again, but this incident really didn't go right, so I ran out of ideas and decided to take a break to call Daddy Fan.

As he was figuring it out, a complicated voice came: "Wife? ”

"Huh?" I looked at him, and he was resting his chin on his arm, blinking his eyes.

"Did your dad scold you?"

"Why do you ask?"

"You look unhappy." He said softly: "Anyway, he doesn't want you for a long time, just don't go to see him in the future." ”

"He didn't scold me either. He was just angry and thought I didn't tell him about my marriage. ”

He snorted heavily from his nose: "Tell him? If your child is in love, why won't the father pay attention to it? Usually there are boys in the star class who have a good relationship with her, and that pervert knows how to pay attention to it! He simply deliberately said this about you, wanting you to think that you were wrong, so that he would not be morally wrong. ”

I'm actually a very cheesy person, and I'm very useful for what he's saying now, for example.

"Thank you." Can't help but hug him.

He hissed, "It hurts!" ”

"Uh......"

I quickly let go, he leaned into his back with difficulty, and frowned: "Wife, my back hurts so much." ”

"I scratched it, don't touch it again, touch all the medicine."

"Why are you scratching me?" His innocence saved my life: "Did you fight him?" ”

"yes." I borrowed the slope to get off the donkey and said, "I'm not happy, he still says cool things, so I scratch him." ”

He nodded obediently: "But wife, you can't fight him, he's rude, and you can't beat him." ”

"Got it." I said, "Lie down and don't move, I'll give you another dose of medicine." ”

He nodded, and I remedied him.

After a while, he suddenly let out a "huh", moved his nose and sniffed vigorously, while asking, "What smell?" ”

I said to him, "The smell of my body." ”

He didn't believe it, sniffed it vigorously, and came to a conclusion: "It seems to smell like a hmmmm." ”

"How can it smell like that?" There was indeed an indescribable smell in the room, and his statement was quite accurate, which was what came from.

He didn't say anything more, and I continued to apply the medicine.

After a while, I suddenly felt a chill in the back of my head, and my heart began to pound, and I moved my neck stiffly, looking through the corner of my eye.

Sure enough, Fanyin was staring at me, his gaze a little sharp.

Could it be that Britney wants to beat me too?

Probably because I had been bullied into a frightened bird, I forgot to jump out of bed and run for a while, but kept shrinking back until I shrank under the bed with a "poof".

The tail vertebrae were almost blown up, and I couldn't stand up in pain.

There was a loud laugh from the bed, and it scared my heart.

I sat on the ground and shivered for a while, and Fan Yin finally restrained the debauched laughter, and lay on the edge of the bed, smiling: "Does it hurt, little Lingling." ”

Which one the hell is this?

I'm so messy, my head hurts.

"Do you dare to scratch me in the future?" He pinched my chin, his eyes blooming with perverted joy: "Well, my little wife? ”

The old king next door