Spoiled Wife: Husband, You're Enough

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your grandchildren. It's disappointing. I thought you were so good, ha ha..."

Tong Xiaoman laughed. The laughter was full of irony, ridicule and disdain. Then he left smartly.

"Tong Xiaoman, remember to me, I will make you pay the price..." Zhou Ming, who had never been so insulted, was so angry that his teeth itched and howled at her back.

Before he finished his words, suddenly a cold night wind blew, and a dark shadow with strong evil spirit shrouded over his head.

He raised his head in amazement. Under the hazy moonlight, a handsome and perfect male face came into his eyes.

His face rose with a smile, both positive and evil, but there was a cold killing intention in his eyes.

"Childe Zhou, what price do you want my cousin to pay?"

Zhou Ming was so frightened that he took a cold breath. He quickly shook his head: "Mr. Zhao, i... I'm kidding. Miss Tong is your cousin. How dare I do it to her."

"Are you telling the truth?" Zhao Yi's palm turned, and an exquisite pocket pistol appeared in his palm as if by magic, playing with it carelessly.

Zhou Ming nodded hurriedly, and a cold sweat fell from his forehead.

"Don't say I won't give you a chance. From now on, I'll count to ten. If you haven't disappeared, I'm sorry."

Zhao Yi pointed the muzzle of the gun at his son and grandson gen, with an evil and narrow smile on his face.

Zhou Ming was surprised. Zhao Yi's deeds on the road made him believe that he would really do that. Regardless of his pain, he quickly got up, rolled and rushed to the door.

Zhao Yi's muzzle was transferred to Qingpeng's body, and the smile on her face was harmless and gentle: "if you don't go, do you want to stay to sacrifice my pistol?"

"Don't shoot, I'll run... I'll run..." Qingpeng stretched out his hand to cover the pain, ran frantically with his tail, and had no time to pick up a shoe when it fell off.

Zhao Yi looked at their running back with a deeper evil smile on her face. She took out a cigarette and held it in her mouth. Then she pointed the muzzle at the cigarette. With a bang, the muzzle immediately lit a blue flame and lit the cigarette.

Pit father, it turns out that this pistol is actually a lighter, but it's a pity that the two who have gone far never know how they were pit.

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Tong Xiaoman just walked out of the Zhao family's mansion, and a driver came to pick her up to the hotel immediately.

But what she didn't expect was that the wine at the party had such a great aftereffect. When she left the Zhao family's mansion, she felt a little drunk. When she returned to the hotel, she was almost too drunk to stand still. Therefore, when she found that Zhao family's bodyguards were secretly escorting her, she ignored it.

Zhao's bodyguard watched her enter the hotel suite safely. Then he left safely and went back to recover his life.

"Ah... It's terrible." the wine is too powerful. Cousin, the guy must have done it on purpose.

She didn't drink so well. She went back to the suite, threw her gift bag on the sofa, went into the bedroom in the dark and immediately fell on the soft and spacious double bed.

Eh, no, why did her bed become so hard?

The place where she fell, swollen and hard, hurt her delicate body.