Mr. Fu, your wife is hanging up again

Chapter 3 Wedding Night
Shi Yan flopped onto the carpet, and climbed onto the window sill with both hands and feet.Even if she, Shiyan, jumped from here, broke her leg and fell to her death, don't be tortured by the wicked old groom!One leg is already on the window sill, as long as the body leans forward.Wait, with her violent temper, it's not sure who is torturing whom? It's better to be calm than to be in a hurry.Shi Yan moved her legs off the window sill, went back to lie down, and quickly ran through the scene of flirting and cursing women on TV. The four wives who went crazy before the backup were all without exception. So cute and pitiful little white flower, then, I should be a black demon lotus that can bend and stretch, play with my husband to death, inherit the inheritance, and walk to the pinnacle of life... Go, when everything was dark, Yan couldn't see anything, only felt a cold air approaching, an unknown fear choked her scalp, a tall and quiet black shadow, close at hand, his whole body exuded a haze and cold danger The breath seemed to come from Wang Bu in the depths of hell!It's more like a primitive forest where animals are extinct and she is in this forest. When she is torn apart by him at any time, Yan is terrified, and her throat tightens. At this moment, the quilt fell apart, and the groom stretched out his sinful hands to her. His hands were slightly cool, with a faint mint fragrance, a bit like his grandson's.it hurts.This devil wants her to die. The first four wives are just crazy, but she is going to die. Why is she suffering like this? Really, he couldn't help being overjoyed, "I'm going to give birth to a great-grandson." The old housekeeper who was standing at the side quickly complimented, "It's all because of the old man's ability to trick and deceive, and his skillful skills, the young master has finally blossomed, which is so impressive!"For the young master's marriage, the old man has worked so hard. Since the expiration of the first wife's taboo period, the old man has to get married once a month. He does not hesitate to be ridiculed and scolded. Grandson, if you moved the bride's foot, you have to be responsible to the end. The young master was caught in a routine. He was naturally extremely angry. "It's a pity that my son and daughter-in-law, who died tragically, won't be able to see this happy event." The old man Fu felt sad for a while, and tears rolled in his eyes again, "Old man, don't waste your tears, save them up to deal with the young master." He will not live a peaceful life, and he still thinks about the little snail girl who keeps bees. "That's right. "Old Master Fu narrowed his eyes, "Ah De, you will stay here tomorrow to supervise him.yes. "Retreat." Mrs. Fu waved his hand and walked two steps steadily like an old dog. Suddenly, he shrank his neck and ran away on tiptoe. They followed them tacitly and hadn't gone far when the door behind them opened slowly, and a cold figure came out Fu Linjun's clothes were neatly dressed, his handsome hairstyle was not messed up at all, his eyes were like ice, and his slender fingers were twitching. A piece of white cloth with a red spot on it.As if he didn't want to stay for a second longer, he closed the door and walked away.

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