Chapter Twenty-Three: Two Wine Bottles

"Lao Tzu is in a good mood today, I don't want to make trouble, you let go now, kneel down and kowtow, and get out again, I shouldn't have happened.!"

Zhou Xiaoqiang didn't raise his head, and his eyes continued to roll on Yang Yingying's body.

But what Zhou Xiaoqiang didn't expect was that after he finished speaking, not only did he not hear the sound of kowtowing, but he also didn't let go of his hand, and even increased his strength, so that he couldn't help but scream in pain.

"You don't want to die, don't let go, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

Zhou Xiaoqiang roared, his eyes also moved away from Yang Yingying's body, and looked at the owner of the hand along the hand, and at the same time, Xiao Fei'er, Yang Yingying, and the other two women all looked over.

"Duan Tian, what are you going to do? You hurry up and let go of Zhou Shao! ”

Concubine Xiao knew Duan Tian, but she didn't expect Duan Tian to appear at this time, let alone Duan Tian to grab Zhou Xiaoqiang's hand and ignore what Zhou Xiaoqiang said.

Yang Yingying saw Duan Tian, her heart was very complicated, she complained a little that he was incompetent, if Duan Tian had the ability, why did she beg this villain so lowly; In addition, there were some touches, Duan Tian stood up to defend her at this time.

"Yo, this is Duan Tian, what a talent, it's a pity, my teeth are not good, so I can only eat soft rice."

"Hehehehe, Duan Tian, you go out first, Yingying has important things to do today, and you can't afford to delay."

Hearing Concubine Xiao'er's name, Zhou Xiaoqiang was relieved, and the other two women looked disdainful. A door-to-door son-in-law, so blocking Zhou Shao's way. However, with the appearance of Duan Tian, tonight's plot may be more exciting.

"Do something shameful with another man in front of your husband!"

Thinking of this, several women laughed in unison.

Zhou Xiaoqiang calmed down at this time, and looked at Duan Tian with playful eyes. Concubine Xiao had already told Zhou Xiaoqiang about Yang Yingying's situation, knew Yang Yingying's husband Duan Tian, and also knew that the two of them were in name only.

Zhou Xiaoqiang also felt more excited and fulfilled because of this.

"You're just Duan Tian? Let go of my hand, a little brute force can't catch Yang Yingying's hand, don't find satisfaction with me, I'm not interested in you, hahahaha! ”

Zhou Xiaoqiang didn't take Duan Tian seriously at all.

When Duan Tian heard Zhou Xiaoqiang's words, his eyes were sharp, and he sneered.

"So what to do? You're not interested in me, but I'm interested in you, but not in your body, but in your head. ”

Boom!

After Duan Tian finished speaking, he picked up a bottle on the table and smashed it on Zhou Xiaoqiang's head.

In an instant, Zhou Xiaoqiang's head was dripping with blood, and the severe pain made him unable to help but kneel, Duan Tian took the opportunity to break Zhou Xiaoqiang and kicked him in the chest again.

Zhou Xiaoqiang rolled a few times, struggling to stand up with the support of Concubine Xiao, the top of his head was full of glass slag, and the blood couldn't stop flowing down, leaving his face all over his face, which was very terrifying.

"Duan Tian, do you know who I am? Do you dare to touch me? I killed you, killed Yang Yingying. ”

The sudden riot and bloody scenes made Yang Yingying's wine wake up for the most part, and she rushed behind Duan Tian, suddenly feeling that this thin back was full of security.

Duan Tian shook Yang Yingying's trembling hand with his hand and helped her to sit down on the side.

"You sit down for a while, don't worry, I'll handle the matter here."

Duan Tian arranged Yang Yingying, glanced at Concubine Xiao and the three of them, and the three of them were shocked.

"It's so strong, why does it seem to have changed a person this time?"

Xiao Fei'er thought in her heart, and the other two women also stayed in place as if they had been clicked, not daring to speak again.

Duan Tian didn't look at them, and walked towards Zhou Xiaoqiang. Zhou Xiaoqiang was scared, but he didn't want to show his cowardice in front of a woman, so he pretended to be calm and looked at Duan Tian hard.

"Do you know that Yang Yingying is my wife?"

Duan Tian's face was expressionless.

"Hmph, you're also a husband? You have been married for three years, have you ever met Yang Yingying's underwear? What does Yang Yingying's body look like? Do you know where Yang Yingying has a mole on her body? I slept on the floor for three years, and I was embarrassed to say my wife. Shameless! ”

Zhou Xiaoqiang was very arrogant, although he was beaten by Duan Tian and his head was bleeding, he believed that this was temporary, and soon he would be able to return it ten times on Duan Tian.

"Duan Tian, I'm going to set Yang Yingying today, you kneel down now, kowtow to me three times, I'll tell you later, what posture Yang Yingying likes the most, where is the mole, let your imagination be more specific when you do it yourself at night." Hahahaha! When Concubine Xiao and the other three women heard Zhou Xiaoqiang's words, not only did they not feel rude, but they felt domineering and charming.

"Zhou Shao, you are too handsome, this is what a man should look like."

"Duan Tian, kneel down, follow Zhou Shao in the future, although you can't have a relationship with Yang Yingying directly, but listening to Zhou Shao tell you more is better than knowing anything now."

The three women kept holding Zhou Xiaoqiang, stepping on Duan Tian, and kept giggling.

Yang Yingying, who was on the side, couldn't help but blush when she heard these words, and she was very shy.

But more, Yang Yingying was still worried about Duan Tian and her own safety, Zhou Xiaoqiang was not easy to mess with, he really killed himself and Duan Tian. Duan Tian broke his head now, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to finish tonight.

Yang Yingying couldn't help but look at Duan Tian.

Duan Tian had a calm face, and didn't seem to take Zhou Xiaoqiang's threats and the words of several women to heart at all.

"It seems that a bottle of wine still hasn't made you sober."

Duan Tian said lightly.

"It's okay, then another one!"

After speaking, Duan Tian's figure shook, and another wine bottle exploded on Zhou Xiaoqiang's head.