The reborn male god is busy with his wife

Chapter 147: Underground Romance (5)
"Okay, wife, don't be angry." Jia Long stretched out his hand to go to Lou Zhang Wenfang, but Zhang Wenfang slapped him away.

"I've said it before, don't call me my wife, and don't touch me in the future."

"You are my wife, it's only right for me to touch you!" Jia Long said and reached out to touch Zhang Wenfang. Zhang Wenfang quickly grabbed the Xinhua dictionary on the table and threw it at Jia Long. This hit Jia Long accurately. On his head, the Xinhua dictionary was very thick and the bookcase was very hard. Jia Long was hit and felt dizzy and almost passed out.

When Jia Long touched his head, he felt blood. He raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Wenfang with dark eyes. He didn't expect Zhang Wenfang to treat him so cruelly. For more than half a year, he was going crazy thinking about his wife at home, but He was also afraid that Zhang Wenfang would get angry, so he didn't dare to come to her. Fortunately, Zhang Wenfang had gone home twice in the past six months, and they both went back to her natal home to visit her parents and younger brother. She didn't even want to visit her. He was a normal man. , There is also a demand, my wife is not at home every day, so he hesitated again and again, Jia Long decided to sell the family's butcher shop, and came to Zhang Wenfang with all his belongings full of hope and excitement, but he didn't want Zhang Wenfang to see him. Not only was he upset, but he also got angry at him and threw things at him.

No matter how slow Jia Long reacted, he knew that Zhang Wenfang didn't like him at all. She only looked at him with disgust and impatience, but how kind he was to her. For her, what Zhang Wenfang eats is not the best?Zhang Wenfang didn't appreciate that he treated her so heartily, not only sneered at her, but even refused to let her touch her.

Don't let yourself touch it, but want to touch it yourself!
Thinking of this, Jia Long's dissatisfaction accumulated in his heart for many years finally erupted. He stared at Zhang Wenfang with red eyes, and asked, "Zhang Wenfang, what do you mean? My parents are urging me to hug my grandson every day, but you can't even touch him." Let me touch, don't you want to give me a baby?"

Zhang Wenfang was quite afraid of the fact that she had smashed Jia Long's forehead to bleed. She was afraid that she would really smash Jia Long's head, and she was not joking. , is likely to bear legal responsibility.

But after hearing Jia Long's question, all the fear in her heart disappeared, and she became angry. She looked at Jia Long arrogantly, and cursed: "You are a softie who still wants to have children? Do you want to have children?" Don’t take a mirror to look at your disgusting Bara! I’m afraid of losing face if I say it, but I think your Jia family is unique in your generation.”

Since Zhang Wenfang and Jia Long got married, they have often ridiculed him. No matter what she scolded, Jia Long would keep his head down and follow her scolding without saying a word. This made Zhang Wenfang look down on Jia Long even more. Man, at the same time, she also secretly regretted, why did she gamble with Lin Jun back then, and impulsively married such a wimp who only knows how to sell pork.

Jia Long only felt that his blood was rushing to the top, and his blood vessels were about to burst. In the past, Zhang Wenfang could bear anything scolded by him, but he absolutely couldn't bear to scold him for cutting off the Jia family. What is more important than your own life.

"You dare to curse my family's sons and grandchildren, you bitch, I'll kill you!" Jia Long stretched out his arms to grab Zhang Wenfang.

Zhang Wenfang backed away in fright, but she didn't want Jia Long to grab her sleeves. Zhang Wenfang was wearing a sky blue short-sleeved shirt today. After Jia Long pulled the sleeves vigorously, the buttons on his chest were ripped off, revealing Zhang Wenfang's white skin.

(End of this chapter)