My weet wife: president, don't mess around

Tong Luoxi stared incredulously and watched the door open bigger and bigger! Nervous, she even forgot how to breathe and shrank on the wall!

When the door was about to be opened, the old man was about to come in——

"Dad! This toilet is broken and can't be used. "

It was Xing moyao who leaned on the door and put one hand firmly on the door handle, blocking the old man's force to push the door.

The old man frowned unhappily: "what's the matter? I'll flush it myself later! Fox fox good, let go, Dad's physical liberation is more important! "

Then we have to push it in.

Poor boy Luoxi hid behind the door alone and dared not move or breathe. Now his whole face is suffocating and red.

"Dad, don't make trouble."

Although the tone was very light, I could still feel the domineering and slight warning from the simple three words of Xing moyao.

Who is Mr. Xing? I've lived all my life and seen countless people. Can't I see the mind of my son?

His eyes turned and glanced strangely at the toilet. There must be something fishy in it.

I remember the second son once said that he already had a girl he liked. Is it

Xing Laozi smiled strangely close to Xing moyao's ear and gossip on his face: "fox, tell Dad, is it... En?"

His last "well", his tone rose, with a raised eyebrow and a look of "I understand if you don't say it".

Xing moyao's black face was helpless. He silently lowered his head and put his head together with his father. "If you want a daughter-in-law, be obedient."

Oh, the old man is in a good mood! It's a daughter-in-law!

A look passed to his son, a pair of "I understand!" The way you look.

Then, "cough, since it's broken, I'd better go upstairs." Then he ran away.

The door of the toilet closed slowly. Tong Luoxi immediately relaxed and breathed. A man leaned powerlessly against the wall and gasped.

Nima, I almost fainted from lack of oxygen!

Xing moyao stood outside the toilet with his back to his back, thinking about the frightened appearance of the little things inside, and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

Mr. Xing was like a gust of wind. He came down soon. His eyes were still floating in the direction of the toilet unconsciously.

"Dad, what are you doing here?"

Xing moyao stood at the door of the toilet, just not letting him have a chance.

"Ah! Smelly boy, I'm just walking around here and looking at the house. I'm going to be an engagement gift for Zihan and the girl. Isn't it urgent? So I came directly to you. "

Then he approached Xing moyao faintly and whispered in his ear, "I didn't know you had guests at home."

Xing moyao glanced at him, "now you know, can you go?"

Mr. Xing pie his mouth, but he really seems to see who this little girl is!

Pretending not to hear what he said, Mr. Xing turned his head and saw the dishes on the table. His eyes lit up, "Oh, this girl is really good and can cook!"

"Fox, can I have a meal here before I go?"

There were more and more black lines on Xing moyao's forehead, and the gloom from his body was becoming more and more oppressive.

"You'd better get out now! Otherwise, don't want a daughter-in-law! "

Mr. Xing was a little wronged and said, "Hey, I'm old. My wife doesn't love my son and doesn't hurt. It's annoying!"

Then he walked out slowly with his back arched.

Xing moyao couldn't stand him like this. He helplessly stretched out his hand to help his forehead, "good, good, eat, eat and go."

Father Xing's eyes brightened when he heard his words. He changed his poor bent appearance, quickly rushed to the table to sit down, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and ate.

In fact, his only purpose is to wait for the people in the toilet to come out.

However, his son is like a door god standing at the door of the toilet. He won't let him in dead. It's estimated that no fly can get in!

Even if the food was slow, there was a time to eat. Master Xing stood up with some pity, "fox, fox, are you protecting too tightly? I'm not a tiger. I'll eat your woman."

Xing moyao Leng hum, "leave after eating. I'll let the driver pick you up."

"No, the driver is downstairs!" Master Xing glanced, but he was watched by Xing moyao and walked out.

I took a careful look at the women's shoes on the shoe rack by the door. It's so small. It's estimated that it's only about 36 yards. Tut Tut, does his son like little Lori?!

Xing Laozi looked at Xing moyao strangely. It was as strange as it was!

Xing moyao closed the door directly and ignored him.

As soon as I turned to enter the house, there was a knock at the door, "fox, fox, open the door! My key is still in there! Fox fox! "

Xing moyao helped his forehead, strode over with a cold face, took the key on the table, took out one accurately from the inside, then opened the door, gave him the remaining keys directly, and closed the door!

Mr. Xing smashed his mouth. Before he spoke, the door closed.

"I've taken my key. Remember to knock next time you come."

Mr. Xing is messy in the wind outside the door, lying in a trough, smelly boy!

Tong Luoxi quietly opened a crack, drilled out a head, swaying left and right, and his eyes swayed around. He didn't dare to get out of the toilet until he was sure that there was no trace of master Xing.

Oh, my God, it's killing people!

She went out quietly and saw Xing moyao sitting quietly at the table with vegetables. It looked a little... Dull.

After Tong Luoxi looked outside the door, he went to the table: "Grandpa is gone?"

"...." didn't answer.

Tong Luoxi looked at him strangely and found that his face was dark and cold. He knew he was unhappy at first sight. He ignored her just when she spoke!

Her eyes turned. What did she do wrong?

"Xing moyao?" She carefully rubbed against his side, stretched out her hand and carefully pulled his clothes

The man looked cool and ignored her.

"Xing moyao ~ ~"

Tong Luoxi pulled his clothes harder.

……

Still ignore.

Tong Luoxi was angry and anxious. He simply grabbed the chopsticks in his hand and pushed his body to the back of the chair. There was a gap between him and the table. Tong Luoxi took the opportunity to sit on his lap.

He sat on her lap with his hands around his neck. Tong Luoxi leaned his head against his chest, shook him and shouted, "fox, fox, fox, don't be angry, Bo?"

Xing moyao's forehead was dark, and he stared at the woman sitting on him, "Tong Luoxi, you're miserable!"

Dare you call him fox?! The next second, Tong Luoxi was simply picked up by him. Instead of going upstairs, he went to the bathroom he had just avoided