kiss Ann, sweet wife

Chapter 1932

Rolled around on the ground.

"If you are a dog, you have to lie down. Our silk and satin village is exclusively for the patriarch. If it gets dirty, even if it kills you, we can't afford it!"

"The little princess treats you like a toy, do you really treat yourself like a thing?"

"Still watching? I'll pull out your eyeballs, believe it or not!"

The man who fell on the ground struggled for a while, then stood up slowly, clenched his fists, and silently looked at the big men in front of him.

And at a street corner that he didn't know, Duanmuyi was held tightly in Dikongxuan's arms.

She struggled hard, but her crying was covered in her mouth, turning into a dull sob.

Just now she recognized that it was Di Dudu at a glance. Before she could react to the good news that her son was alive, she was stung by the scene in front of her eyes.

How dare those bastards insult him like that!

She wanted to make a move, but Di Kongxuan was one step ahead of her, firmly controlling her, even sealing her spiritual power.

"Let me go..." Duanmuyi almost went crazy.

"Calm down!" Di Kongxuan pressed her against the wall, and kissed her on the forehead, "That's my son too, and I feel sorry for him too. But if you act rashly, you're more likely to fall into the trap of the Mo clan among!"

Duanmuyi didn't know, but her whole heart was throbbing.

Her son, who has been cared for and grown up for so many years, has a smooth journey, is well-behaved and sensible.But now, she just watched him lose a lot of weight, and those people kicked, insulted, and laughed at him...but she couldn't do anything?
"Look quickly—" Di Kongxuan found something and patted her on the shoulder.

Duanmuyi looked with red eyes, but saw a little girl carved in pink and jade jumping out of the carriage not far away. She had a delicate and noble appearance, and she was set off by a chest-length skirt with gold patterns on a black background. Delicate and domineering.

Mo Lange jumped out of the carriage, walked forward with a sullen and delicate face, glanced at the people in the silk and satin village, suddenly pulled out a whip from his waist, and threw it directly on the faces of those people without saying a word, Two lashes left and right, directly threw them to the ground and begged for mercy.

But she no longer looked at them, but stood in front of Di Dudu, and clicked impatiently: "Why are you so useless?"

Di Dudu brushed the dust off his body, as if he expected that she would not do anything to him, and smiled half-sarcastically: "If you unlocked the spiritual power seal on my body, I would have flayed them alive at that time."

Mo Lange choked again, held his breath in his throat, turned around, and waved his whip at those begging for mercy again.

However, before the whip fell, the young man behind him had already reached out and grabbed her wrist.

This is the first time the two have had physical contact.

Mo Lange subconsciously wanted to break free, but he didn't expect the opponent's strength to be quite strong, super strong.

However, Di Dudu didn't hold it for too long, he just blocked it, then let go of his hand, and just said: "Don't do it, there is no need."

"They..." Mo Lange seemed to want to say something, but swallowed the words, and said awkwardly, "I can do whatever I like, you little trash, how dare you control me?!"

But Di Dudu said: "They are just slaves to you, and you just have to hand over the punishment to your subordinates, why bother to dirty your hands."

Mo Lange was silent for a moment, then turned to look at him with displeasure in his eyes.

She retracted the whip and turned her head.

(End of this chapter)