love hurts

Chapter 409 Feng Ling's Discipline ([-])
"I'm fine, maybe I was a little frightened, I was a little dazed just now, what did you ask me?"

Shui Beibei was a little scared, she really didn't expect it to evolve into such a scene...

"It's fine, tell me, how did the two of you fight?"

Feng Ling asked again.

Shui Beibei nodded.

"I'm about nine o'clock today, because it's boring to be alone in the room, so I chatted with Xiao Wu across the door, chatting, and Yun Xiaohe suddenly appeared, and she called me a vixen as soon as she opened her mouth ...I got angry, no one scolded me except my mother scolded me, and besides my mother, I won't let anyone else, what kind of green onion is she?"

"I immediately responded to her with a few words of impoliteness, but I didn't scold her, so Yun Xiaohe scolded me again, and her scolding escalated, and finally developed to kicking the door, and the strong door was broken by her kicking ...It was so fierce, she broke in, and I wanted to run, because I was worried that I couldn't beat her, but I didn't run yet, because my hair was long and floating, and she grabbed my hair... ...this hair has been pulled out, look at..."

Shui Beibei became excited again as she spoke, the expression on her little face was unusually lively, suddenly angry, suddenly angry, suddenly wronged...

Simultaneously.

She started to scratch her damaged hair again... Let Feng Ling see it, while talking.

"Wu Di saw all these processes, and I didn't lie at all, so I don't blame me at all for the war today."

Shui Beibei plucked herself clean, and then she just kept her head silent, she still held a large handful of long hair that was pulled off by Yun Xiaohe in her right hand.

"So...she made trouble unreasonably?"

Feng Ling's eyes darkened when he saw the long hair in Shui Beibei's hand, he really lost a lot of hair.

And it's still a snap.

If you comb your hair well, you don't know how much it will fall.

It can be seen that the conflict was very serious at that time.

Shui Beibei pouted.

"Yeah, you don't know what kind of temper your own wife has? She is too savage, isn't she? Don't be afraid of being fierce, the key is to be reasonable, right? When you see a woman in your house, she is the mistress? This is What kind of logic? That... let's discuss something?"

She suddenly thought of an excuse, she could talk about it.

"Discuss what?"

Feng Ling raised his eyebrows.

"I don't want to live with you anymore. It's too insecure here. She kicked open the solid door. Besides, I'm going to change my face every minute. Think about it, if one day I Asleep, Yun Xiaohe took my house key, sneaked into my room, and then poured sulfuric acid on my head... I don't want to be disfigured."

To increase persuasiveness, Shui Beibei specially described a scene.

There was a hint of understanding in Feng Ling's eyes.

"The worry you mentioned doesn't exist at all. She really lost her composure today and did things too aggressively, but I will tell her later that she will never mess with you again."

"But can your words be so effective? Your wife seems very arrogant and self-willed. I retaliated against her just now. Even if she doesn't trouble me on the surface, she will hate me in her heart. If you are so worried every day Yes, who can bear this? I will have a nervous breakdown, and I still have to go back to my own home. When will you see Tai Nai, can you call me? Can’t I go to see you? "

Shui Beibei expressed doubts about Feng Ling's words, so she asked Feng Ling to leave with an excuse.

(End of this chapter)