Chapter 1489: Divorce is over! (1/2)
With a slap, the thick rattan made of willow branches was smashed on the coffee table.
”Do you want to understand? Okay! I'll let you understand!”
Xue Luo breathed angrily, ”My friendship reminds you: Have you ever done anything to your wife and children?”
Sorry about my wife and children?
Seeing his wife was really irritated, Feng Xinglang immediately thought with a full load: I really couldn't remember what the woman said and what it meant!
Then he looked at his son next to him ...
”You don't have to look at Nono, it's nothing to do with him!” Xue Luo snapped sharply.
”Wife ... why don't you remind me more?”
I'm sorry for my wife and children's affairs, from far to near, there is also there, there is no or no; that must be viewed from the perspective of the problem!
What if he didn't guess what his wife was referring to?
Feng Xinglang certainly wouldn't do such a stupid thing!
Originally, the private affairs between the two young masters and the two young grandmothers, An An felt that it was not convenient for him to interject; but he saw the rattan on the coffee table ...
”Mrs. Second, have something to say ... Maybe it's just a misunderstanding!”
”Misunderstanding? An An, I won't misunderstand him for a little while this time! The evidence is conclusive, and he can't tolerate him!
Xue Luo angrily stared at Feng Xinglang who was still weighing the frankly confessing which insurance factor is relatively large, and asked verbally:
”Feng Xinglang, have you touched someone's belly?”
Touch someone's belly? It turned out to be that one!
Feng Xinglang slightly hooked his lips, and frankly said, ”... touched!”
”Ah? Are you really touching other women's belly, **** father?”
The little guy naturally inferred that the **** dad must touch the belly of the beautiful woman, so the mummy was so angry!
”Which hand did you touch?” Xue Luo asked sharply.
”It should be this one ...”
Feng Xinglang spread out his right hand in front of Xue Luo. Because he really did touch it.
Xue Luo immediately struck the man's fingertips, raised the palm of his big hand up, then picked up the rattan, and pumped twice on the palm of that hand!
”Do you know if you are a married woman?”
”Do you know if you have a wife or child?”
”Do you know if men and women are inferior?”
”……know!”
The man took a breath of painful cold air ... it really hurts!
”Know you touched ?!”
The snow falling on his head fell and took another rattan.
Even the thick-skinned Feng Xinglang's palm suddenly swelled with three **** meat bars!
”Ah ... madam ... don't fight ... don't fight!”
Seeing that the second master Feng Xinglang was beaten, An An's scream was always distressed; he rushed up and desperately guarded the second master.
”Mrs. Second, hit me if you want to fight ... don't hit Master No. 2 again! He's such a big man ... beat you up with a woman ... didn't even say a word, what do you want ?!
This is short ...