The female partner of crossing over

Chapter 104 Revenge (1)
She didn't see, he was really angry?

Nan Xijun had a bulging vein on his forehead, wishing he could rush into the room and beat up Su Qingyao to relieve his hatred, but he was still a little rational.

A cellmate once said: A wife is a flower that cannot withstand any blows and rains.If you are really angry and have no choice, you can draw a portrait of your wife, beat her big ears, and when you feel comfortable, you can apologize to your wife and ask for forgiveness.

Ask for forgiveness?

I bother!

I did nothing wrong!
Nan Xijun thought hard, glanced at the wound on his shoulder, and thought of the words of that inmate: Women are soft-hearted, if you pretend to be pitiful when coaxing your wife, she will cry and wipe your tears away. in my arms.

This seems to make sense!

However, let's vent our anger first!
Hold the lamp, take out a piece of paper from the study, draw Su Qingyao's face on it, and hit her hard in the face to vent the anger in my heart.

"I'm telling you to put it lightly, you don't even care about being violated!"

"Tell you to sleep before I come back!"

"Tell you not to tell me to go back!"

"Calling you heartless woman!"

"Do you know that when I saw you pulling out the hairpin as if trying to commit suicide to keep your innocence, I was so frightened that my guts burst!"

"Do you know that when I heard you say that Yu Chimiao touched your face and looked at your body, I wished I could goug out his eyes and chop off his hands."

"Do you know that when I see you understatement and don't know how serious the matter is, I wish I could wake you up!"

"Do you know that no matter whether you are successfully raped by Yu Chimiao or caught by Zhaoyang today, you will end badly. If something happens to you, what will I do, what will I do!"

"Smelly woman, stinky woman! If I don't beat you up today, I won't be called Nan Xijun!"

After finishing speaking, Mr. Nan Xi drew countless scratches on the paper, and then went back to the house angrily to ask Su Qingyao to settle the score, but when he turned around, he found that Su Qingyao was wearing a robe, holding two quilts, thin The body was standing in the shadow behind him, and his face was very strange.

Those watery eyes, in the shadows, were so bright that it shocked him.

This, she didn't hear what she said just now, did she?
"Ahem, Su Qingyao, actually, it doesn't matter if my name is not Nan Xijun."

While speaking, he rubbed the broken portrait of Su Qingyao together and threw it out of the window.

Evil charm is Nan Xijun's performance, and rascal is Nan Xijun's nature.

Su Qingyao's eyes flashed, she didn't say anything, she put the quilt on the small slum in the study room, she was ready to leave after spreading it out, Nan Xi Jun saw her look like she had nothing to say, but she was still loyal to her heart With this thought, Su Qingyao was pulled into her arms.

"hiss……"

The wound on Su Qingyao's back had been opened just now, because it hurt so much that she woke up from sleep. After waking up, she saw the light in the study room was on, and realized that the study room was not quilted, so Su Qingyao took the quilt very kindly To come to Mr. Nan Xi, I have done my duty as a wife, but I didn't expect to hear such a passage from him.

She couldn't tell what it was like, but she just froze.

The wound was very painful, and now being pulled by Nan Xijun, it hurt more and more. Nan Xijun heard her cry of pain, and then realized that Su Qingyao was injured in the woods.

"Undressed."

Nan Xijun's voice was hard, and he was about to pull Su Qingyao's clothes with his hand, but Su Qingyao, who was pale from the pain of the wound, just glanced at him indifferently, lifted her foot, and left the study.

"Su Qingyao!"

Nan Xijun yelled, and the four servants who were not asleep were wrapped in quilts, trembling, and wanted to get up to see the situation, but knew that at this time, pretending to be asleep was the best choice.

But Su Qingyao entered the door of the master bedroom as if she didn't hear Nan Xijun's voice, and then closed the door.

Su Qingyao!
you, you...

Nan Xi Junqi's face was distorted, and he raised his finger to point to the door of the master bedroom to scold someone, but when he raised his hand, he found that his finger was stained with blood.

The bright red blood just came out, and it still felt a little warm.

Then a gust of wind passed, and a black shadow quickly flashed from the study to the door of the master bedroom.

With a sound of "bang", the door of the master bedroom was kicked open, and the two maids and two servants who were lying in the side room pretending to be dead shook their bodies wrapped in quilts. Immediately afterwards, they heard Mr. Nan Xi scolding.

"Su Qingyao, you stupid woman, I have never seen anyone more stupid than you in my life."

Young master, how can you say that about the magistrate?Women are meant to be coaxed!
"Really? Then take a mirror and look at yourself and you will gain insight."

Miss, you will suffer a disadvantage if you confront my uncle at a time like this.

really……

"Su Qingyao, if I don't clean up you today..."

Master, you have to hold back!
"Aren't you called Nan Xijun?"

Miss, aren't you adding fuel to the fire?

"Wrong, if I don't clean you up today, I won't go to the study to sleep!"

Uh... what a domineering reason, young master, we admire you, you are the lighthouse of our life, guiding the direction of our life when we are lost!

"Oh, if you don't go, you won't go. It's not that you can't sleep in such a big bed."

Miss, are you surrendering?

"Hmph, I knew you weren't used to sleeping alone."

Young master, you are a heroic young master, it's embarrassing to say such rascal words.

"Uh, that's not true, I just want to try what it feels like to sleep in the study."

Miss, you are ruthless!

"Su Qingyao, the study is my place!"

Master, you are right!
"Oh, then you can go to sleep in the study."

Miss, your tone is good as a matter of course.

"Su Qingyao, you just don't want to sleep with me, do you?"

Young master, if you ask such a question, how can the magistrate answer.

"No."

Uh...Miss, it's not you!Even if my uncle looks good, you won't be fooled, this is not you!

(End of this chapter)