Chapter 20 (2/2)

”Amitabha, I hope so.” Xu ranyun folded her hands and prayed. From her behavior, she knew that she still underestimated the great influence of food on a hidden food, otherwise she wouldn't fantasize that such a small thing could eliminate future troubles.

Let's say Duan Tingxuan, after he hurried out, the sunset had reached the tip of the mountain. It's reasonable that he should go to his grandmother and his parents to say hello at this time, but he had something in mind today, so he sent a little girl to talk to the old lady and the master's wife, and he came straight to the Meiyue building.

When he came to the gate of the courtyard, he saw that the tables and chairs had been set on the balcony. Su wennuan was sitting on the chair chatting with Xiangyun Siping. He saw him standing at the door and didn't get up to meet each other. He just smiled and looked at this side, and his mouth was still talking about everyday things. Xiangyun and Siping are restless. They try to squeeze out their smiles. They look more ugly than crying.

What does such a strange situation imply? Duan Tingxuan, who had fought with Su wennuan several times, immediately raised his vigilance and stepped into the door. Suddenly, he felt a slight slip under his feet. He remembered Xu ranyun's words and was angry: Well, this damn woman hasn't given up biting herself yet, and you're biting. At least in another way, your moves have been exposed. As a result, he still doesn't want to repent and want to deceive me, Do you look down upon my wisdom?

The young Marquis was angered: dare to look down on him? Hum! It's unbearable. I'll let you know your strength this time. I'm your last name.

So many thoughts, in fact, were just the moment of lightning flint. Duan Tingxuan didn't look down at his feet at all. He stared at Su nuanuan provocatively, and walked over the beans step by step. The beans he stepped on had become bean flour after he raised his feet.

It seems that he didn't expect Duan Tingxuan's internal Kung Fu to be so powerful. Su wennuan showed a very surprised look on his face. Duan Tingxuan is proud and secretly asks you to set a trap for me. Hum! What the hell are you doing, setting a trap for me? Murder your husband? If I don't teach you a lesson today, won't you climb on my head? No, I can't get used to your problem.

While thinking, I felt that the evil spirit accumulated these days finally had a chance to vent. When he was proud, he turned his eyes and suddenly saw the anxious look on Siping's face. He was cold in his heart. He was about to stop, but it was too late. He just felt that the soles of his feet seemed to touch a hard thing, and then a spring bounced gently.

At this unavoidable moment, Duan Tingxuan's unremitting training over the years finally played a great role. At the last moment, he suddenly raised his body, turned twice in the air, saw the mechanism on the ground, and then landed in a safe place. After setting his body, there was a layer of cold sweat on his forehead. Not far behind him, a dozen glittering mouse traps lined up, and their wide mouths seemed to laugh at him.

”You crazy woman.” the little Marquis jumped up the steps at a thundering speed, pointed to Su wennuan's nose and shouted, ”don't you come over to eat your meals, will you murder your husband? Setting a trap is not enough, and you also set up a word long snake array with a mouse trap. Don't go too far.”

If the surprise on his face just now was disguised, Su wennuan really admired the scum man a little: such careful calculations made him avoid. The most important thing is, was that lightness skill?

At the thought of this, the woman's eyes immediately sparkled like a hungry wolf. She suddenly stood up, showed her warmest smile, came forward, grabbed Duan Tingxuan's hands and shook them violently, as if she saw her closest relatives. She trembled and said excitedly: ”What was that skill just now? Eight steps to catch cicadas? One reed to cross the river? Climbing the Ping to cross the water? Lingbo micro steps? Swallows three to copy the water? Stepping on the snow without trace? Alas, what is it? Give me a happy word.”

Duan Tingxuan blinked hard, looked at the crazy woman in front of him, and stammered: ”You... Don't take care of it for me, tell... Tell you, you... You have successfully provoked... Irritated me today... It's not over. Don't think I'll... Huh? What's the taste? Why is it so delicious? Did you stew those two ducks?”

Siping Xingxing was watching her master scold her. Although she was not very fluent, the momentum still highlighted the dignity of the master of the family. Who knows, the master had a sudden change in painting style. You should finish talking. Don't think what would happen if she begged you? Why did you suddenly turn the topic to two ducks?

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