Godly Arrogant Son-in-law

Zhou Yi frowned. It was obvious that he was not happy to be disturbed.

However, after his spirit was released, the impatient mood in his eyes was suppressed by him.

"It's lunchen!" Zhou Yi smiles and then stands up to open the door for him.

Wang Chuan nodded. Mo Qingcheng looked at Wang Chuan with a blank face. He had never heard Zhou Yi mention the name of lunchen.

"It's the vice captain of Mr. catch!" Wang Chuan explained.

Hearing Wang Chuan say so, Mo Qingcheng is not happy, thinking that this person has been captured once, how to return? Are you here to catch people again?

Think of here, ink big president's pretty face suddenly black down.

Although Mo Qingcheng looks beautiful, if you really want to be angry, the low pressure around you is not something that ordinary people can resist. Therefore, Wang Chuan has to stand up in the low pressure, and plans to stroll to the door and let out the wind.

But before he could take two steps, Zhou Yi had already brought people in.

Zhou Yi found his wife's low air pressure for the first time, and Wang Chuan, who had not yet had time to escape. He first gave a soothing smile to Mo Qingcheng, then turned to lunchen and said, "my wife, Mo Qingcheng!"

The morning did not wear uniform at this time, so Mo Qingcheng looked up at him, the low pressure around seemed to be better.

Lunchen took a look at Mo Qingcheng and was surprised at her appearance. At the same time, she was immediately affected by her low air pressure. Then she quickly nodded and said, "Hello, Mrs. Zhou!"

Mrs. Zhou seemed to please Zhou Yi. He quickly said with a smile, "well, since you are here, you are the guest. Sit down!"

Mo Qingcheng hums coldly.

Degenerate morning's buttocks just want to touch the sofa, finally can only forcefully stand up again, then don't know why, he only felt a fire in his body, suddenly ran to the sky cover.

Then he just stood up straight and sat back on the sofa again.

Then his eyes are quite provocative to see Mo Qingcheng.

Mo Qingcheng had to admit that she was really enraged by Lu Chen. She thought that he had just captured Zhou Yi two hours ago, and now she dared to come to his house to show off. She could not let him go. He had to drive him out.

So, she took a sip of tea, put down her cup and decided to open her mouth.

"What? Is this how Mrs. Zhou treats guests? I'm here to consult Mr. Zhou. I don't think it has anything to do with Mrs. Zhou. Who are you showing your face like this? Give it to me? Sorry, I can't see it! "

Lunchen said the words are round, every time he said, ink Qingcheng's face is black.

Even when you meet someone in the market, you will never be able to keep calm when you are talking with someone else.

But she was very angry when she just fell into the morning.

As the hostess of the family, how could she not be qualified to drive him out?

Thinking of this, she slapped the porcelain cup in her hands onto the table, looking at the water spray that burst out because of her excessive force, Mo Qingcheng suddenly calmed down a lot.

And then, suddenly, the glass fell down.

I thought that I would be furious with myself, but the result was that the thunder and rain were small, so I sat on the opposite side and sneered, "how? You got me right? I don't think you are worthy of Mr. Zhou at all. Mr. Zhou's company with you is a drag on his...... "

" cough... "Zhou Yi couldn't listen to it any more. Even if he was sick, he couldn't hurt his precious wife so much. So Zhou Yi said," lunchen, shut up and say one more word, and you'll get out of here! "

Lunchen's fire pressure can't be suppressed, but he still understands. After hearing Zhou Yi's words, he curled his mouth and finally closed his mouth.

"Brother Yi, what did you let him in for?" Mo Qingcheng turns his head and looks at Zhou Yi.

"Look at his eyes!" Zhou Yi spoke.

Voice down, Wang Chuan and Mo Qingcheng at the same time to look at the eyes of the morning.

In the morning to close their eyes to avoid two people's peeping, two people have withdrawn their eyes.

Mo Qing City a face surprised open: "he is poisoned?"

Wang Chuan also in the side of the echo: "it seems not light ah, otherwise it can not be so angry!"

Zhou Yi nodded. Mo Qingcheng then asked, "you don't want to detoxify him, do you?"

"Haha! Zhou Yi answered Mo Qingcheng with two words.

Mo Qingcheng stood up and took a look at Zhou Yi and lunchen. Then he said, "boring!"

Then he walked away.

It has to be said that lunchen's temper is really getting more and more uncontrollable. Just after Mo Qingcheng left, Zhou Yi didn't wait to speak. Lunchen's fire seemed to have burned his whole lung.He felt that every breath he exhaled was hot, even his whole body was hot. If this feeling had to be described, he felt like he had been poured a bowl of spring medicine. If he wanted to cool down, he felt that he had to find someone to fight a good fight. Whether it was swearing or waving his fist, it would make him very comfortable.

He even felt that Mo Qingcheng had already rolled his sleeves and walked towards him after he stood up. He also stood up with red eyes and wanted to go to Mo Qingcheng and hit two punches.

But in the moment he stood up, he was stopped, the man stretched out his hand, pressed on his shoulder.

It made him angry, so he punched directly at the man who held him down.

The other side didn't take much effort, but when he tried to wave the other hand, there was a sharp pain in his ribs.

Then he collapsed with pain.

"What shall I do, sir?" Wang Chuan looked at the figure lying on the sofa beside him and asked.

"Take off his coat!" Zhou Yi spoke and said that he himself came to the side of lunchen.

Lunchen was stabbed temporarily by Zhou Yi, and the heat wave in his body seemed to be much lighter, and his whole body became weak and sour, which was similar to the feeling in the Bureau before.

"I'm going to detoxify you. The process may be painful. You can bear with it." Zhou Yi knows that lunchen's consciousness is still clear. Before moving the needle, he explains.

Lunchen nods hard, and then he closes his eyes.

In terms of the pain under his ribs, he felt that the next time was not so good.

At the first time, Zhou Yi almost asked for a needle.

But after the pain, it seems that with a trace of numbness, this feeling makes the morning feel special... Comfortable.

Yes, just comfortable!

After that, Zhou Yi dropped three stitches in succession. At last, lunchen couldn't help but feel the intense pain and cried out in a loud voice