Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

Feng Ting supported her forehead: "senior, you will make me very embarrassed."

"Ting, I came all the way from England just to see you. Why don't you see me? Still here with them? "

"Senior, you've come here specially. I'll treat you to dinner. Shan has bought it for you. So eat for yourself. I'm not going to accompany you. "

"But don't you like me a little bit, Ting? I'm here to pursue you, ou... Ting, I, love, you! Please associate with me Then the foreigner knelt down on the ground, like a magic trick, and turned out a rose from his arms and handed it to Fengting.

Wow... Qian Xi takes a look at the foreigner, whose facial features are quite right. If we say that the foreigner is more bold and passionate than the Chinese people, he is really envious of others for being able to make such a bold confession no matter when and where. I just don't know what her sister's intention is?

Fengluoting took the rose.

Foreigners are overjoyed.

And then she Qianqian jade hand, gently hold the petals, delicate petals in her hands one by one was torn, eyes are all cold, all the petals torn down, only a flower, mercilessly will hand the flower to the ground. The corner of his mouth hung a smile: "that's it, senior, please go back."

It's like cutting people's hearts into pieces one by one, and then throwing the last piece to the place. Foreigners' expressions become exaggerated, covering their hearts and retreating: "no, no! Ting, I love you so much! Why, why can't you accept my love

Feng Tingting turned around: "sister, we continue to eat."

Nangong can't get oil and salt in any case. Even if someone sets a fire here, as long as the fire doesn't burn to him, he can stay in peace. It's nothing to do with him anyway.

Qian Xi lifted his hair behind his ears and didn't know what to say.

"No, Ting!! You tell me a reason, I want a reason! " Foreigners roar loudly, that is not fluent in Chinese, coupled with the rich expression, exaggerated body movements, let others see, but some want to laugh, do not feel sad.

But shallow Xi still hold back, always feel that this is more like a drama.

"If I give you a reason, you won't harass me in the future?" She asked.

"Yes

Feng Tingting took a breath, glanced at nangongjue, then at Xiaobing: "well, actually, I've been married in China for a long time. This is my husband and this is my son."

"Poof..." Qian Xi almost spat out a mouthful of rice, and quickly wiped her mouth with a paper towel. How could she use such words to talk nonsense? Is that ok? There's no credibility for such a bad reason.

"I bought it! You, you're married. There is such a big son, I love you, my love, my love. I'm so sad. " The foreign man burst into tears.

Small bad see of all stay, mouth pack rice, also don't chew move.

Fengfengtingting stood up, went to nangongjue and sat down. Xiaoniao leaned on him and gave him a kiss on his cheek: "dear, I'm sorry to disturb your eating."

"Not bad." He answered coldly.

Feng xiaobad covers his eyes. Wow, my aunt and uncle Shuai kiss each other. Mommy and uncle Shuai kiss each other too. Isn't that chaos?

Foreigners holding their own blonde hair, a pair of crazy look, like a barefoot fairy stomping: "fuck! fuck！！!” Angrily scolding, he stretched out his hand to pull the dazed wind small bad.

"Ah." Xiao bad cried in surprise.

"Little bad!" Asahi turned his head.

"Sobbing, sobbing... Pain. Foreign uncle, you pinch me so much. " You know, our wind is small and bad. We just went through intense exercise yesterday. It's an absolutely miserable day. Now our whole body is aching.

"What are you doing, senior?" Feng Tingting stood up.

"Juting, I order you to divorce him. I will marry you and raise the child with you. If you don't divorce him, I will strangle the child!" With that, the foreigner put a hand on Xiao bad's neck and lifted him up in the air.

Wind small bad that pair of legs in the air shaking, constantly swing, small face is blue, pain can only make a dull hum.

Shallow Xi excited stood up: "small bad, you quickly let him go." This is a piece of meat that fell from her body. Her son was pinched by the neck. She could not be nervous, and her hand almost touched the knife on the plate.

"Who are you?" Foreigners look at shallow Xi.

"She's my sister." Feng Ting interjected.

"Ah, sister, hello sister, I'm the future husband of Lu Ting." Foreigners immediately become respected, and even pinch a small bad to her bow.

I'll

Qian Xi holds his forehead. Is this foreigner sick? I really like her sister. I'm crazy. Glancing at her sister, she really didn't know what to do now. Seeing her son in other people's hands, could she not be anxious? But it's my sister's business after all.

Pang Ting sighed helplessly: "you let the child go first."

"No, unless you promise me!" The persistent Tao of foreigners.

"Put the kids down and we'll talk about it."

"No, promise me first, promise me to let go of the baby."

Leg staring, small bad face almost red: "Mommy, help me, er..."

The foreigner took a look at the child and naturally thought that he was called fengluoting again. He didn't ask much. He continued: "Luoting, I love you. You have to believe me. If you don't promise me, I'm going to use my strength! "

Shallow Xi opened big eyes, if this person really dares to exert oneself, then she certainly regardless of anything, hit directly!

"Click" heard the sound of the pistol loading. Nangong Jue held a black pistol in his hand and chopsticks in one hand. He continued to hold the dish. Without looking at the foreigner, the muzzle of the gun pointed to the man's head.

"Guns? Don't think I don't know, China doesn't allow citizens to carry guns. It's a fake, brother Foreigners exchanged greetings.

Nangong Jue's eyes were cold, and he put his finger on the trigger. As long as he moved his finger gently, he could pop the foreigner's head out of his head.

This is a chaotic situation. Qian Xi claps his hand on his forehead and looks at the unlucky foreigner. Ah... Chinese citizens are not allowed to carry guns, but he is Nangong Jue. Even killing people here is like killing an ant. No one will take care of him!

"Well, cough." Small bad strong cough up, shaking the leg swing amplitude is far less than just so big, so violent, won't be can't stand it?

Nangong Jue's hand moved gently on the trigger.