Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

The man held his painful foot and rolled on the ground a few times. The low cry was like howling like a pig. The people around him stared at each other and didn't know when Lan Xiao stepped on his foot. How much pain does it hurt?

"Uncle, this is wrong with you. I just accidentally touched your foot without using any strength. Why are you so exaggerated and rolled on the ground? I don't know people, but I thought you were not being taken lightly. I stepped on it lightly, but was cut off by someone with a knife." Lan Xiao sighed, watching the painful man rolling on the ground, and whispered.

The man was sweating, his painful eyes were dark, and he was about to faint.

He also couldn't think of how Lan Xiao's strength could be so great, he was only eighteen years old, and his strength was more terrifying than a strong man.

With this foot down, he had a hunch that the bones of his instep had been crushed.

The man gritted his teeth to hold back the bone-corrupted pain, and stared at Lan Xiao angrily.

"You...you...you deliberately, you want to step on my foot, you little girl is terrible."

Lan Xiao blinked, looking innocent and innocent.

She looked at the crowd and said aggrieved: "Everyone, you give your comment. Isn't the uncle right? I'm a little girl, how much strength can I have, he actually slandered me and said I was going to trample on his feet. I just made it clear that I accidentally placed the wrong foot, and didn't use any strength at all. This uncle, he... how could he slander me so much?"

Song Qiaoqiao was dumbfounded for a long while, and after digesting it for a long time, he slowly recovered.

If not so many people were there, she would just give Lan Xiao a compliment, give a kiss, and open champagne.

How could Lan Xiao be so talented? He picked up people without any mercy. The key was that others couldn't grasp any of her handles.

She would almost use her own way to cure her body, using it vividly.

Song Qiaoqiao now doesn't worship Lan Xiao any more, but worships.

Her eyes were shining brightly, and she immediately echoed Lan Xiao's words: "Yes... yeah... This uncle, it's so nasty that he is still acting here? I just saw that it didn't hurt us, so now I use Lan Xiao gently He stepped on him once, and he acted as if he was trampled on by Lan Xiao to win everyone’s sympathy? Tsk tsk... Such a big man, or a 35-year-old man, actually played such a naive trick? Tell me, is this man really lacking in his roots and his brain is not well developed..."

The man lying on the ground in pain, he almost vomited blood when he heard this sentence.

He stared at Song Qiaoqiao in disbelief.

Lan Xiao looked at Song Qiaoqiao with some surprises. Song Qiaoqiao's words were a **** assist. Don't cooperate with her too tacitly.

Song Qiaoqiao received Lan Xiao's gaze and raised an eyebrow at her and smiled.

Lan Xiao couldn't help admiring, Song Qiaoqiao was really smart.

As soon as Song Qiaoqiao said this, the people around him felt that it made sense and immediately began to agree.

"Yeah, this person is too exaggerated? He was trampled on his feet. It's almost inexplicable. If you lie, you won't choose a higher-level lie?"

"Yes, such a little girl weighs less than a hundred catties, even if she stepped on her feet with all her strength, it doesn't hurt much, right?"

"I just watched it. The little girl didn't use much strength at all, so he said that his feet were about to be trampled on. This is simply acting and lying."

"Tsk tsk... I can't shake Bi Lian (don't force my face)... I just pushed the girl deliberately, and said that I didn't use too much effort, this will actually lie and slander the girl and trample on him... "

"It's so irritating, this uncle who lacks roots and has an underdeveloped brain is absolutely odious."

"Yes... Don't shake Bilian, shameless."

"A person of this quality, the Su family, actually let him in?"

"I feel sick when I see this kind of person, so I quickly lift him out and blast him away..."

"Yes, blast away the people who don't shake Bilian, blast away..."

Suddenly, the crowd was indignant, watching the lively melon-eating crowd, and immediately united the front to blast away the man who did not shake Bilian.

The man who was still crying on the ground was annoyed by the darkness before his eyes, and the next moment, a mouthful of blood suddenly came out of his mouth.

The noisy crowd around, instantly quieted down.

Lan Xiao raised her eyebrows slightly and bit her lips to prevent herself from laughing.

Seeing the man vomiting blood, Song Qiaoqiao lowered his head directly, covered his lips with his palm, and his shoulders trembled.

That appearance, people who don't know, thought she was crying.

Only Lan Xiao knew that this girl was crying, but he was holding back his smile and his stomach hurts.

In order to make the plot more exciting, Lan Xiao's eyes flicked slyly, raised his hand and patted Song Qiaoqiao's shoulder, muttering comfort.

"Don't cry, you see, there are still many people, why are everyone fighting and embracing. Although, this uncle who lacks muscles, in order to act more realistically, even bit his tongue to create the illusion of vomiting blood. We must also believe that the eyes of the masses are discerning, and the big guy will definitely not let him be blinded."

Song Qiaoqiao lowered his head, his face flushed with suffocated smile.

Originally, she could still hold on, but when Lan Xiao said so, she snorted and spit out her lips with a laugh.

Song Qiaoqiao was taken aback. She quickly covered her aching belly and immediately squatted on the ground, burying her cheeks... and her body trembled.

However, Lan Xiao also said: "Oh, I don't cry anymore, why are you crying harder?"

When everyone saw this scene, the anger in their hearts burst out even more.

They glared at the man lying on the ground with pale face and bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

"You don't shake Bilian's uncle and stinky man, look at how far you have forced the little girl? Do you still have the face, can you continue acting? Get out..."

"Yes, hurry up and blast out the smelly man who doesn't shake Bilian."

"This kind of person should always be removed from the gambling circle, and don't let him out to be embarrassed."

"Look for Su Lao, let him send someone to drag out this thing that doesn't shake Bilian..."

When the man saw this scene, his angry expression could no longer be described by color.

He trembling arms, pointing at Lan Xiao and Song Qiaoqiao, he couldn't hold back a word for a long time: "You...you..."

After a while, Old Su learned about this, and his old man leaned on a cane and ran here.

When he saw that the person involved was Lan Xiao, his eyes trembled.

"This...what's going on?"

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