Chapter 887: distort

In Jiang Tingxu's memory, there are still several deep impressions.
Is it possible that all memory is wrong?
The man behind him clearly sighed, and then he straddled his long legs and sat beside his wife, his face full of grievances.
I was really wronged.
"Those people talk nonsense about running the train with their mouth open, wife, how could I hate you?"
Dignified Mo family prince, if you really hate, how can you do nothing?
It's impossible to let the nasty person be your spouse after so many years, right?
In fact, it can be seen from this point that the speculations on the Internet and what other insiders have revealed are all nonsense!
It’s too late for pain, and hate it?
Jiang listened to Xu but pushed away the man who approached:
"Sit down, I remember that there were a few times I wanted to see you, but I didn't even see a piece in the corner of my clothes!
Well, I was jokes by those people for a while. "
Women's hearts, needles on the bottom of the sea!
Flip the old account with the man, no matter how long ago, you can find out.
Ah.
Don't mention it. Since it's all mentioned, why not turn it over?
Mo Boyuan was helpless, but there was no other way, and he explained honestly:
"My wife, I really don't want to hide from you, really..."
"What is it?"
"Just...Sometimes I just show up, and then I leave, and..."
Jiang heard that Xu Yue listened to the man's twitching words, the more curious he was:
"what?"
It's really rare to see this picture!
What exactly is it?
Can this man be so uncomfortable?
It's not hard to tell, or it's not easy to say it straightforwardly. If you say it directly, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape!
Looking at the constantly changing expressions on the man's face, Jiang Tingxu couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pinched someone's arm:
"What the hell? Say!"
hiss!
"Wife, you are so fierce! Domestic violence again!"
The pain is not very painful, the arms are full of muscles, just how hard can a woman pinch?
Instead, I have to worry about whether my wife's pinching hands hurt?
"You can pull it there, don't change the subject!"
Knowing that if he didn't say it today, he would definitely be unable to get through this hurdle, the man exhaled, and then quickly approached the woman's ear and whispered.
After that, I saw Jiang Ting Xu Ergeni more and more red:
"stop!"
I couldn't stand it anymore, so I stopped talking.
The man has a very relaxed look:
"Wife, didn't you keep chasing me to say?" He laughed and joked.
Jiang heard Xu Meng rolled his eyes a few times and threw it over:
"You are really shameless!"
The man had already encircled the woman, and after tightly in his arms, he sniffed his wife's neck in a special color:
"What does it have to do with shame? I am a man. It is normal to have some thoughts about my wife. It is justified and protected by law!"
Jiang heard that Xu couldn't find words to go back for a while, and was so angry that he twisted somebody's thighs again.
As long as it is a person, the thighs are sensitive, and someone directly clamps his wife's hand decisively.
"Wife, am I wrong? Or, wife, do you have an opinion on our country's constitution?"
Ah.
"Don't look at him and tell him again, did I mean this? Distorted!"
Mo Boyuan likes to look at his wife's angrily. No, his hand is even more strangely pinching the tip of her wife's nose.
The tip of my nose was pinched, and my breathing became unsmooth, and my eyes suddenly widened:
"What are you doing?"