Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 1550 The old man is mighty, domineering, poisonous and mean, bull breaking

Compared with Linggui and Gongsiyu’s magnificent large courtyard with pavilions, pavilions, verandas and gardens, this small courtyard housed in this package is simple and simple, with a square "back" shape, just a courtyard with a central planting There is a century-old ginkgo, and the rooms in the north, south, east and west of different uses are only the size of an independent courtyard in Linggui's house.

The door of the scarlet golden bowl was open and unclosed.

There is no nanny and servant in the courtyard, and the owner may not even know the guests.

The opera sound reverberates in the courtyard, which is the favorite opera of the elderly.

Without going in rashly, Lingyu hugged the Hellhound, and didn't really get angry because his shoes were peeed by the dog. He stood outside the door and hit Gongsiyu with his elbow.

Gong Siyu understood, and immediately said coldly and loudly: "Hello, we are the head of the house next door."

As soon as Gong Siyu's voice fell, the sound of opera in the courtyard stopped abruptly, strangely.

Soon, a simple woman wearing an apron hurriedly walked out of the kitchen, greeted with a smile.

No make-up, beautiful and dignified, with curly hair, dressed in ladies' home clothes, with a slightly yellow complexion, an ordinary housewife, but very approachable.

Mrs. Bao is not fake.

"Is it the neighbor next door? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we just moved here just a few days ago, so we don't dare to come to disturb you."

Mrs. Bao stared at the three men and a woman standing outside the door in amazement, admiring their extraordinary looks and extraordinary temperament in her heart, and seemed a little at a loss.

She lived such a big life, she had never seen such a delicate woman and man.

Inexplicably, the woman holding the dog was familiar with the man next to her, but she couldn't remember where she had met.

"Excuse me, do you guys have..." Mrs. Bao laughed with her, seeming somewhat humble. She knew that the people who could live in this area were definitely the most powerful people at the top of the imperial capital. Then they could offend them. She spoke carefully and inexplicably. Panicked, because she felt that the man in front of her was extremely gloomy and cold, and even the woman's expression was terrifying in her heart. After holding back for a long time, she asked quietly, "Is there something wrong?"

"Your dog...fighted with ours."

Gong Siyu originally wanted to say that your dog beat ours, but he glanced at his daughter-in-law with apprehension. For the sake of his dog's face, he spoke more tactfully.

Mrs. Bao drew a sigh of shock when she heard the words. She seemed to be scared to cry by Gong Siyu's gloomy and cold expression. She saw the trembling "big fat dog" held in Lingyu's arms, turning her head to face. Nan Dawu panicked and yelled: "Dad! The naive dog hit the dog again, and it got into trouble again. Come out! It's the neighbor's dog!"

After shouting, Mrs. Bao smiled, crying, "Wait, you guys, come in first! Don't stand outside, we should pay a lot of money, we won't be unreasonable!"

"..."

No one paid any attention to the wife, but entered the yard politely.

About three minutes later, the dilapidated wooden door of the main house was pulled open by an old figure, facing the light, a thin, dry and chapped, with few white hair left on top of his head, and his complexion was dark and wrinkled. The old man with round old sunglasses, with an old cigarette stick in his mouth, dressed in an old army green shirt and old cloth shoes, appeared.

Behind his ass, it was the **** German who had beaten the ghost hellhound on the autistic.

Only at this moment, the Hanhan German Shepherd appeared with the old man with its tail tucked, ears shrugged, and a black plastic bag in his mouth.

"Hmm..." The old man glanced around and groaned, "Did you die?"

"Huh?" Mrs. Bao was stunned.

"Ask your dog if he died! Pay 500,000 if he died, or 100,000 if he didn't die! If you don't bargain, you will call the police if you are wrong! Just tell people if you are reasonable!" The old man was impatient and had a grumpy temper.

"No, I'm not dead! It just seems scared."

"Oh, scared? Then add 10,000 more for the mental loss fee. Spoil the wealth and eliminate the calamity. Don't bother Laozi!" The old man dangling his cigarette, swallowing clouds and fog, did not look at Gongsiyu from beginning to end, as if Completely dismissive.

That extremely arrogant, tricky and weird temper, that tone of speech, inexplicably made Lingyu's interest.

The old man is leaning on his side, wearing sunglasses, and can't see his eyes. He says that the eyes are the windows of a person's heart.

I saw the old man Bao gently kicking his feet and squatting on his side, a **** dog with a black plastic bag in his mouth, coldly commanding: "Stupid, give me money!"

When the words were over, everyone was in full view and saw the **** German dog obediently spit out the plastic bag, digging out a wad of cash with his paws, eleven wads, exactly one hundred thousand, and immediately arched with his nose and moved forward. He pushed all of them to the cold and dark Silent, and then he stuck his tongue out, with a simple and honest face of a **** dog, completely different from the German shepherd who had just brutally beaten the dog.

The dead, dark and bottomless pupils gradually shrank and frowned as they stared at the golden and bronze eyes of the **** dog in front of them.

Jidie didn't know what was wrong with him.

Looking at this **** dog, I am inexplicably thinking of Ayou, who has been a companion for thousands of years and also a fellow inmate.

But they found Chi You for more than half a month, and there was no whereabouts.

And the **** dog in front of him, smelling its scent, was just an ordinary wolf dog.

Just when Lingyu was about to speak, and "stunned" to go back, who cares about your money... This bad old man took her a step and knocked Lingyu on the head of the **** dog in Lingyu's arms, "You dog is ugly. , Don’t bring it out to scare people, maybe our stupid family was bullied because it was ugly, so hurry up! Lao Tzu, I have recovered from a serious illness. If you see this ugly thing, if a heart attack recurs and your brain blood pressure rises, you are responsible. what?"

Gong Siyu laughed angrily, and instantly changed his face, "If you really die, I don't mind buying a coffin for you to bury."

According to common sense, Linggui should go crazy at this moment.

But she didn't. Inexplicably, she looked up and down at the harsh and poisonous old man in front of him. Lingkui felt that he was hell, and even thought that the old man had a temper like the old thing Qingwu.

can……

This old man was just an ordinary person at all. She tried the other person invisibly, and her soul was extremely ordinary, there was nothing unusual at all.

But Linggui itself is a suspicious person.

She felt that the old man was weird and she had to do something to overthrow her idea.

So, taking advantage of the situation, Ling Ling slyly threw the Hellhound in his arms at the old man Bao, and ordered: "Change it back! Fight with his dog again!"

In an instant, the Hellhound disguised as a bully dog ​​shook his head, threw out its other two heads, and turned into a terrifying tricephaly dog, fiercely and brutally showing his stinky fangs towards the old man. The vice wanted to rush forward to tear it up.

When seeing a normal fat dog suddenly change its three heads, Mrs. Bao screamed and fainted.

Ling Ling stared at Old Man Bao's every move coldly, not letting go of any of his expressions.

She wanted to see the old man's reaction after seeing the hellhound.

result.

(End of this chapter)