Chapter 137: The Wicked Have Their Own Wicked Grinding

"Those who violate the Lang family motto will be kicked out of the house!" In response to Lavida, the smell of blood gradually spread in the air.

Not as gentle as a wrist wound was just stepping on bones, and the artery of Langyi's thigh was thrust into a dagger.

If the treatment is not timely, Lavida is likely to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair in the future!

He didn't even have the strength to speak, only a pair of eyes were transmitting horror outward: "Lang Que, do you really dare?" ”

No one expected that Lang Que would be so ruthless!

"A person who doesn't even have the family tree of the Lang family is not qualified to talk to me about family mottos." The man retracted his hand cleanly, his gaze so cold that it looked like he was looking at a cloud of garbage: "You just gave the surname Lang." ”

The rules of the Lang family have always been clear, and the status of illegitimate children in the Lang family is so low, even if they turn positive, it will not help!

The reason why Langyi can have today's status is all due to Lang's father's preference.

His words were like a sharp blade, madly stabbing the most secret corner of Langyi's heart: "You just rely on being reincarnated to show off your power in front of me!" ”

Lang Yi's face was pale, and blood would rush out every time he struggled, but he was so angry that he obviously didn't care about this: "If it weren't for your fate, you would have died in those car accidents a long time ago...... I'll see how many times you'll be able to escape! ”

Hearing this, Lang Que's eyebrows jumped slightly, and he stopped the voice recorder in his pocket before saying, "Throw it out." ”

When Langyi extended his claws to Qu Su, he should have expected that there would inevitably be such a day.

His reverse scales are not qualified to be touched by anyone!

The voice recorder completely recorded the words of Lang Yi just now, even if Lang's father wanted to come over to seek justice for his son......

He just wants Langyi's legs and feet, but every time Langyi makes a move, he comes for his life!

Lang Que turned around and walked towards the stairs, and immediately saw the petite figure squatting in the corner.

A hint of panic flashed across Qu Su's face.

After squatting for too long, her legs were numb and itchy, and she fell forward uncontrollably.

Lang Que immediately took the person into his arms.

But taking into account the smell of blood on his body, Lang Que subconsciously took a few steps back: "You have been here just now?" ”

The side he didn't want Qu Su to see the most, after all, he still couldn't hide it!

Sensing that the man's mood was wrong, Qu Su hooked his neck with his backhand, and coquettishly squeezed: "Husband, you are just so handsome......"

"I love it so much!" Sultry love words, she opened her mouth and came.

Completely ignoring the man's sudden gloomy expression, the corners of his lips unconsciously curved upward: "Don't you think I'm too ruthless?" ”

"The wicked have their own evildoers!" Qu Su's mouth is faster than his brain.

But she immediately noticed that something was wrong, and quickly changed her tone and smiled: "I mean, a bad person like Langyi, no matter what kind of punishment he is, is his retribution!" ”

Qu Su looked secretly annoyed, and looked very delicate in the eyes of the man who was close to him.

Even the originally frozen heart is being warmed at this moment.

He rested his chin on the top of Qu Su's hair, almost greedily sniffing her fragrance.

Lang Que doesn't like to talk about love, but at the moment he can't help himself: "It's good to have you." ”

Before the words fell, the well-behaved woman in her arms suddenly raised her head: "Why don't we go back and take a bath first?" ”

"The smell of blood is still a bit emetic!"