"Of course it's true!" I said, "I'd rather help you get him out!" Didn't you know? "Oh." He smiled a little mysteriously and said, "Wife, you are so good, I am so touched." As he spoke, he raised his hand and took a heavy puff on the cigarette's filter, expertly spewing a thick mist out of his nose. I fell to the ground. He put away his cute expression and started laughing, as if he had been defeated to the whole world. I laughed so hard at him that I wanted to turn and run away, but he grabbed me by the waist. I wanted to pass the buck, but he held on tightly. I had to give in. I didn't smell alcohol on him, but a faint smell of tobacco. I've smelled a lot of smoke, and every time I think it stinks, but this smell is different. This couldn't help but make my heart tighten, and I turned my head and sniffed his mouth with my nose, but I didn't smell anything. His eyes snapped, probably thinking I was going to kiss him, and kissed me on the mouth. I pushed his face away, opened his pocket, and pulled out a cigarette, which did look like a regular cigarette. I put it to the tip of my nose and sniffed it, and the smell was no different from that of a cigarette. He glanced at me and asked, "What are you doing?" "Open your mouth." I pinched his jaw. Probably because I rarely give him orders so viciously, he opened his mouth. I leaned over and sniffed it carefully. The mouth that smoked was stinky, but I was sure I smelled a fresh scent in his mouth. He glanced at me with a strange look. I let go, pulled out a cigarette, and asked, "You take drugs?" As if he had heard some joke, he took the cigarette from my hand and put it in his mouth: "Not only do I take drugs, but I also eat human flesh." "I mean really!" I snatched the cigarette from his hand and roared, "Is this marijuana?" The expression on his face froze, and he didn't speak. I got up, went to bed, found my phone, and dialed Daddy's number. It took him a long time to pick it up and say, "Is there something wrong?" "Dad, tell me the truth," I asked, "has Yinyin ever taken drugs?" "What are these words?" Father Fan immediately said, "He definitely doesn't!" "What about the second personality?" "That's even more unlikely, how old is he? Where do you know how to take drugs? He asked, "What's going on?" "I'd like to ask you to come to my house now." I said, "I suspect he's using marijuana." Father Fan was silent for a moment and said, "Child, do you know marijuana?" "It's written in the book." I said, "The cigarette he smoked didn't look like a problem, it didn't look like marijuana, but I thought it tasted like that." Father Fan actually laughed: "You must be mistaken, Yinyin hates other people's drugs the most, and he will never touch it." "What kind of father is this?" Can't you just make a trip? "It's really fine, you must have misunderstood him." Father Fan didn't seem to believe me at all: "Even if my family's sound is not good, but one thing I can be sure of is that he will never touch poison." You might mistake the perfume smell on his body for marijuana smoke, don't be too ......" As he was saying this, my phone was suddenly snatched away and I pressed the power off button. It's a traditional sound. He frowned and said, "Who told you to tell my dad?" "Then tell me, is the cigarette you smoking marijuana?" I just think so! He is chattering and talking so much today, just because he smoked marijuana: "How long have you been smoking?" He didn't answer, just put my phone in his pocket, tilted his head and said, "Don't tell my dad." "That's the default!" No wonder you have a split personality and get nervous all day long! Can a person who takes drugs be mentally normal? "This kind of stuff can cause hallucinations and addiction at best, and may cause schizophrenia at worst! Is this guy tired of living! He glanced at me expressionlessly and asked coolly, "Something to do with you?" "Of course it's related to me, the body is my husband's!" I can't let him destroy it casually. He snorted coldly, like a rebellious little boy who refused to admit his mistake after causing trouble. "Give me one of your cigarettes." I held out my hand and said, "If I made a mistake, then I'll apologize to you." He turned his face away and didn't move. This non-hesitant expression angered me, and I couldn't help but raise my hand and slap him hard. He froze, stiffened his neck and turned his head, staring at me blankly. "Give me one." I rolled up my sleeves and said, "Otherwise, today will either you die or I will die!" He didn't speak, as if he was stunned by me, silently took out his cigarette case, opened it and handed it to me. I smoked one and said, "Who around you is more drug-savvy?" "Me." He said expressionlessly. "I don't want you!" I thought about it and pulled his arm: "Give me back the phone, I'm going to call Mr. Fei." "He didn't move. Okay, maybe that's what happens when you're open? I pinched the wound on his arm so hard that he shivered in pain and I pulled him out of his phone. I got my phone and ran away, rushing all the way into the bathroom, and was looking through the phone book to find Mr. Fei's phone, when the door was knocked again. I ignored it and heard him yelling outside the door: "Don't hit him!" "I ignored him. He slammed the door open, rushed in and grabbed my wrist: "He'll tell my daddy!" "I won't tell him!" I clutched my phone tightly and raised it as high as I could to avoid him getting it: "I'll lie!" "Who have you fooled?" He said with a glare. "Then who am I calling!" "That's marijuana!" He slammed my wrist so hard that the phone slipped from my hand into his palm and slammed it against the wall. I saw that the phone didn't fall apart, and I wanted to pick it up, but he grabbed my hair and asked through gritted teeth, "What does my business have to do with you?" There was a sharp pain in my scalp, and I couldn't help but grin: "It's okay, why are you holding me like this?" He glared at me viciously for a moment, then let go of his hand in hatred. I held my aching scalp and asked, "How do I quit marijuana?" He ignored me and turned to go out. I quickly rummaged through the cabinets and found a small dagger. When I took it out, I found Fanyin standing at the bathroom door, frowning at me. I drew a small dagger, put it around my neck, and said, "You don't quit, do you?" He leaned against the doorframe, looking agitated. Speak! I really thought, "If you don't quit me, I won't live!" My husband is not only a madman, but he also takes drugs! How do you smoke marijuana? How else can I have a baby? How do you live this day! "Alright." He glanced at me, "Stop yelling, shrew. "You ......" "It's not mine!" He slashed at me with his eyes: "Put the knife down." "What's not yours?" I didn't get it. "That box of cigarettes isn't mine." He said coldly, "Put the knife down." "Lie to me again!" The cigarette case is obviously what you use every day! "I don't smoke marijuana!" He glared at him, his face was frosty, and his eyes burned with anger: "Put the knife down!" Otherwise I'll cut it for you! "I was so stunned by him that I had to put down my knife. He was still not satisfied, and ordered in a deep voice: "Throw it on the ground and kick it over." "I had to do it. He picked up the knife, felt the sharp blade, and was about to leave. "Hey!" I don't understand people, do I! "Don't die, live!" He turned his head sharply and glared: "Is it noisy?" "Good. I walked towards the door, but he reached out and blocked the frame. "I don't care." I said, "Do whatever you like!" If you want to die, go to it! Dog bites Lu Dongbin! He turned his face sideways and looked dangerous: "I'm a dog?" "Less insulting dogs!" He laughed a little and said, "I'll find out who changed my cigarettes." "I glared at him." Angry? He raised his eyebrows; Are you entitled to be angry? "Yes!" I just got angry: "I don't have a right to be angry, so I applaud!" Congratulations on your drug use! Well done! Die early! He laughed again, put his arm around my waist, stroked it, and said, "All right, don't curse me." I still want to confess to him: "How can your cigarettes be replaced by others?" "I know I won't be replaced." He rested his head on my shoulders and pressed his lips against my neck. "Can you quit then?" "Just a few cigarettes." His hand slid down and squeezed, "Don't worry. I grabbed him by the wrist and said, "Remember to tell me if you find out." He laughed. I was enraged again: "Do you hear me! "What's the murder? Children. He jerked his head up, his face approaching, stared into my eyes and asked, "What if it's that idiot?" "He's not an idiot." "Listen to the point." "The point is that he's not an idiot!" "And he's certainly not going to do that," I stressed! He showed a strange and perverted smile: "What if?" Cigarettes are my personal stuff, and it is difficult for you to do it without moving the cigarette case and only changing the cigarettes inside. "It could also be Steward Lin." I said, "He packs your clothes every day." "Nope." He smiled slightly: "I insist that it is your idiot. "Why?" "Because marijuana makes people talk a lot, and if they talk too much, they will lose." He narrowed his eyes, pressed his forehead against mine, and patted my face with his palm: "Do you see if I just said a lot to you?" And drugs can destroy my spirit, but he is an idiot, he does not understand, drugs can also destroy him. I don't know if there will be a third person to compete with him for favor. I craned my neck and said, "Be fair, don't always smear my husband." He didn't speak, he still stared at me, until I was hairy. Is it really Britney? No, I can't be seduced by him, not to mention that Sweetie is kind and has no quarrel with the world, even if he has such a mind, he has no access to marijuana, and that idiot does not have this kind of mind. So I said, "Don't ......," and he burst out laughing, pressed my head with his hand, and turned away. But he quickly turned around, spread his hands and asked, "What's the matter?" "Happy reading every day (Education 123 Network) "He has another side" only represents the author's point of view, Miss Bao, if you find that its content violates the national law and contradicts the content, please delete it, the position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform.

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