Sweet Marriage with My Evil Husband

He Tun, walking out of the sacrificial room, was staggering.

It seems that an invisible hand tightly pinched his neck, making him breathless.

Let him suffocate the depression!

Hetun didn't know why he had such a strange feeling: it seemed that what he just punished was not the evil seed of that woman and Feng Yishan, but himself.

After so many years of repression, he should be relieved and happy at this moment, but he Tun felt more heavy. What's the matter with you?

Hetun instinctively wants to reach out and grasp something to stabilize his body. But at the foot but a falter, fiercely toward the side to fall.

"Adoptive father..."

Xing twelve quickly came forward and picked up the rickety river village with both arms, "adoptive father, what's the matter with you?"

Xing 12 clearly felt that his adoptive father Hetun's body was shaking. The palms of Hetun's hands were wet with sweat.

He Tun steadied himself and waved to Xing 12.

"I'm fine How about fifteen? "

Hetun is in urgent need of an object to soothe his trembling soul.

"Lao Ba is with him!"

More and more, Xing Shier found that the elder adoptive father Hetun was more and more inseparable from the junior 15.

Xing Shi was left to guard fengxinglang and the sacrificial room, while Xing 12 helped Hetun to the children's room of Xiao Shiwu.

In front of the door of the children's room, he Tun pushed open Xing 12 who helped him. After adjusting his breathing, he Tun pushed the door in.

These days, Xing Ba can get along with Xiao Shiwu alone. Just a few days, it seems that all kinds of brothers are deeply in love.

At the moment when he Tuen pushed the door, Xing Ba immediately jumped up from the children's room. He knew that his adoptive father Hetun didn't like people to be too close to his favorite little fifteen.

"Fifteen Fifteen? "

He Tun lowered his voice and called twice. He didn't get the little guy's response or annoyance. Instead, he leaned over and pecked him on the cheek.

"You little thing, how can you sleep like a piglet?"

As he said this, Hetun stepped off his military boots and put them on. The children's bed is not big. Hetun can only stand on its side. But it seems that tonight he is determined to sleep with the little guy in the children's room.

Xing Bagang wants to say something, but Xing 12 pulls him out of the children's room.

"Old twelve, adoptive father, what's the matter?" Xing Ba thinks that the adoptive father Hetun tonight is extremely strange.

"I don't know! Let fifteen accompany my adoptive father tonight. " Xing twelve was also very worried.

"Has Feng Xinglang been dealt with by his adoptive father?" Xing Ba asked again.

"Not yet But Feng Xinglang has been badly hurt. Whether he can survive this evening depends on his own fortune. "

Xing 12 was guarding outside the sacrificial room at that time. He's not involved. But he knows what's going on inside.

"Fifteen It seems to know that his father is in Fort Patel Xing Ba reminds Xing 12 ambiguously.

"Well That's why the adoptive father asked us to make another arrangement: let 15 think that his father was rescued from pettemburg. As long as Feng Xinglang dies outside of Fort Patel, he will be able to get rid of the problem! "

After a while, Xing BAMO sighed, "my adoptive father has made great efforts for the tenth five year plan."

Wei Dun, Xing Ba added: "but I think that even if Feng Xinglang died outside of paterburg, he would still make trouble with his adoptive father."

"Since you know the seriousness of the situation, why do you want to see feng Xinglang on the 15th day?"

Xing twelve asked.

"Yes He found his father himself Xing Ba is a bit evasive.

"Have you ever been a good man before the tenth five year plan You know yourself

Xing twelve left this sentence and left.

Xing BA was silent in the same place, thinking about something for a long time.

When I woke up on the 15th, it was already sunny outside. There was a clear sky over Fort Patel.

It's not comfortable for the little guy to be trapped in a hug.

Looking up, he saw his adoptive father Hetun in his arms.

Hetun's strong body can only be sideways, most of his back is exposed, but he wraps the little guy in his arms tightly.

"Adoptive father?" The little guy called out, with a lazy kid who just woke up.

"Well." He Tun instinctively tightened his arm, "wake up so early? Get some sleep. "

The little guy pursed his mouth, as if he wanted to talk but stopped, but he seemed to have enough courage.

"Adoptive father, can you release that bastard Feng Xinglang? Get him out of pettemburg And then 15 will always stay in Fort Patel, with his adoptive father

The tone of the little guy is full of inexplicable solemn and stirring feeling. For his father's sake, he could even lose the freedom he always wanted."Feng Xinglang is so cruel to your mother and son. Why do you forgive him? Because he's your father? "

Hetun did not admit or deny that Feng Xinglang was in Fort Patel. Instead, he asked the little guy from a different angle.

"Neither Mommy nor I forgive him! But Feng Xinglang is not the enemy of Shiwu and mummy... "

"Then who are your enemies with your mother? Is it hard to be an adoptive father? "

Hetun angrily interrupted Xiao Shiwu.

The little guy closed his mouth and stopped talking. Just looking at the river village in a begging way. Mommy said: when the adoptive father is angry, he should not disobey him, but follow him. Otherwise, it will only attract more fights.

The little guy is not afraid of being beaten by Hetun, but he is afraid that his adoptive father Hetun will be angry with his father for this. As Lao Ba said: the adoptive father in a rage will break the bastard's father into pieces.

After one night, the hostility of Hetun seems to have gathered again. Without last night's repression and suffocation, his cruel and cruel nature was restored.

Hetun stares at xiaoshiwu, and xiaoshiwu looks back at Hetun, old and young, playing games in silence.

What makes Hetun angry is not only the words that Xiao Shiwu pleads for his bastard's father, but also the way he looks at Hetun at this moment.

He was not completely innocent, but a little more of his own thoughts.

The treason of the silk silk, still have the meaning of the anger and hatred that faintly among them.

How can the child raised by him be hostile to his adoptive father for the sake of their common enemy, Feng Xinglang?

"Eight!"

There was a sharp roar from the river.

"Adoptive father!" Xing Ba, who was guarding the door, immediately pushed the door in.

"Watch fifteen! Don't let him leave this room half a step! "

With a fierce roar, Hetun left the children's room. Barefoot, even forgot to wear military boots.

"Adoptive father You can't kill Feng Xinglang! I'll hate you! I hate you all my life! No matter how stupid he is, he is my own father

Behind the children's room, came the little guy's hoarse roar.