The man's hands were like lead, and he lifted them lightly and heavily: "I, I hope that my brother's belly is~" Long Shangfu's weak voice did not fall.

Boom, boom, a deafening dry thunder rolled overhead, as if to fulfill his words, so frightened that Long Shangfu hugged his head and shouted: "Don't split me, don't split me." ”

If you don't choose to speak, it is equivalent to not confessing to yourself.

For a while, the faces of the people around were different, the people of the new village booed, the old woman's face was like ashes, the little woman was secretly relieved, and Mo Rumei stared at her husband in disappointment and sadness.

Just when everyone was watching the joke, the old woman suddenly spilled, struggled to break free, threw an old bone to her son's side, grabbed his shrunken hand, and stood up forcibly with herself, and said loudly: "Our mother and son of the Long family swear to the sky, looking forward to the belly of the younger brother~~" She still didn't give up, but still didn't want to admit it: "It's the flesh and blood of the Long family, if there is deception~"

Suddenly, a thunderbolt crackled, and a loud explosion exploded in the air!

A bright light like a tree branch flashed and struck into the ground, like a hole in the sky suddenly being torn open, and lightning exploded a piece of scorched earth a step away from Long Shangfu.

Shocking!

The villagers gasped, their eyes widened, Long Shangfu was even more frightened with urine, pushed away his mother, and fled, the old woman saw her son's nest leaving, and rolled her eyes on the spot, and she was angry.

A farce settled in the thunder, Zhao Chengcheng ordered someone to send Mo Rumei back, the old woman and the little woman were placed in the village, and then drove away when they woke up.

She jumped on the back of the car with ease, and he was familiar with carrying people for the second time, and knew that he had to lean forward to make the guy lying on his stomach more comfortable, but it was a little bad, she didn't seem to have the idea of male and female defense, and she stuck tighter, so that he couldn't ignore a certain part if he wanted to.

With every heartbeat resonating in the chest, she suddenly felt that she was too sensitive.

"Actually, what you said just now was wrong, it was the concubine who was secretly planted on Long Shangfu's head." She struggled to make herself think of something else.

The person on his back snorted, and the breath sprayed on his cheeks, tickling, and pulled the attention of the young man back, hey, in vain, he thought so, and gave up.

After Zhao Chengcheng heard his words, his tone was contemptuous: "I know, I did it on purpose." ”

Deliberately, what to understand, he thought about it before and after, but he didn't see the omen that Zhao Chengcheng knew better than himself, she was a mortal, how could she not know the prophet, or Hongmengzhu gave a hint, Wan Li was anxious to find a solution, so he urged her: "Hmph, you just know from me that he is destined to have no children, how can you be sure that it is Long Shangfu who buys a concubine." ”

"You beg me." Zhao Chengcheng is still hanging.

Wan Li smiled and said: "You let the four waters return to the door master, the Heavenly Realm God begs you, Zhao Chengcheng, I find that you are very fat." "He's half joking, half threatening.

"I know that if I dare to talk to you like this, I have long thought about whether to plant flowers or grass on the grave." She muttered lazily and sneered: "However, you are my dog in your belly, so you don't know whether I am fat or not." Zhao Chengcheng was a pun.

She really doesn't respect herself as a god, she mixes, scolds, spills, and comes easily, as if they are ordinary people, he chuckled to himself, and felt that it was not bad: "Yes, you coerced the Son of Heaven to order the princes, I dare not disobey." ”

"Say it."

"It's very simple, a man would rather admit that he was clever and buy a concubine than admit that he was cuckolded, it is about Long Shangfu's ridiculous self-esteem, and the latter said that he would jump off the wall in a hurry."

"What do you mean is that if you insist that Long Shangfu is cuckolded, he swears to the sky that if there is no thunder from the sky, he can still get through the trick."

"But as soon as you insisted that he was clever, Long Shangfu hesitated, so you took advantage of the momentum to pursue, like a bamboo, and then swore and set a trap, pointing directly at his own flesh and blood, deducting the words, and he was in a dilemma." Smart and troublesome, with Hongmengzhu, Zhao Chengcheng still bothered to bend around, incomprehensible, not like her style: "Why." ”

"Of course, I set an example and set a good example for the dogs."

"What to say."

"To swear to the sky is to have the way of heaven, to swear to say something, this is the bottom line, I bothered to deduct the words to play tricks is to tell the dog, the bottom line must be there, and there must be improvisation."

After listening to it, she pondered for a long time, and couldn't help but think of Zhao Chengcheng's previous words of reprimanding the immortals for selling their reputation.

Hongmengzhu recognizes her, Zhao Chengcheng is easy to be the master of the Three Realms, and such a ridiculous woman at first glance, but then she is a strange woman who knows how to know power and make good use of it, there are surprises every day, and her mood has changed unconsciously, and she is brisk and willing to take every step under her feet.

After this day, the two got along with each other, but some people were happy and some were sad.

One day.

There are guests at home, and the dart bureau is Shaodong - Mo Hongqian.

He personally came to the door to ask for help: "My aunt is dead and refuses to separate. ”

"It's a broken can." In the main house, Zhao Chengcheng poured water for him: "Your injury is not healed, what are you doing when you run out."

"You can say the same thing." He replied to the previous sentence, picked up the teacup, looked at a bowl of water, and smiled lightly: "I have recovered a lot from my injury, thanks to your soup."

"Can you help?" After Mo Hongqian finished drinking, he asked, he was tough and masculine, his facial features were bright and upright, and he was not as good as Wan Li in the eyes of others, but he grew up in Zhao Chengcheng's aesthetics, like her first love.

She looked at him and smiled: "You know that I don't help in vain, and thieves don't go empty."

"Why bother to belittle yourself, I don't mind if you make an offer."

Wan Li stood by the window, his thin lips behind the veil pursed into a line, looking at Mo Hongqian's inadvertent doting on someone, and secretly deprecating: The mortal man is arrogant and rude, he and Zhao Chengcheng still occupy a reputation, and this guy will blatantly send Qiu Bo.

Shameless.

"A tube!" A ghostly figure wanted to pass under his nose, his thin lips pursed, spit out two cold syllables, stood up straight, turned his head in resignation, and revealed the food box in his hand.

"Uncle." He was well-behaved.

Wan Li's hand rested on the windowsill, the green onion fingertips tapped the crosswood, he was cold, he didn't dare to move, the uncle in front of him was not close, the ice lump was one, one look could make the knees weak, and he wanted to kneel and beg for mercy: "Uncle, the eldest sister hasn't eaten breakfast yet."

"Then invite her over for dinner." Yun Li's gaze fell on the distance.

The guest was there, he was embarrassed, he followed his uncle's line of sight, and he also knew that the two who were laughing were a little eye-catching, swallowed his saliva, and said stubbornly: "Uncle, why don't you go over to entertain Mo Shaodong with the eldest sister at home, and they are all guests at the door." ”

Leng Yue's black eyes plucked over, his scalp was numb for a while, and he shivered violently, and he knew that he was angry, and he was really annoyed: "Entertain him, hum." ”

"You are the husband of the eldest sister, the uncle in charge, and you are the only one who entertains guests."

After hearing this, his thoughts froze, he came back to his memory, hooked the corners of his mouth, walked out of the guest room quickly, took a tube of food boxes handed over, and couldn't help but praise him: "A tube, you are very clever."

"It's the eldest sister and aunt who taught it well." A tube is very doglegged.