Madam Wants a Divorce Every Day

The wolf dog kept harassing, and Su Huhou kept barking until his shoulders were caught by a pair of men's hands.

While pulling her body apart, Huo Jingshen's deep voice was obviously dull, "Still making trouble?"

The wolf dog whimpered and finally squatted back to its seat.

Su Weihui protected his face, scrambled and jumped out of the car, then slammed into the car door with a bang.

"Puff!" Nangong couldn't help but laugh. "Brother, your dog ancestor is too lusty, right? I almost took off the little girl's pants just now.

Huo Jingshen pursed his thin lips, slowly overlapping his slender legs.

"But the eldest brother is also very rich, and his clothes are dirty."

Huo Jingshen took a look.

The original spotless white shirt is now messy and wrinkled, especially on the lower abdomen, smudging with an ambiguous blush with lipstick.

Reminiscent of her burying her face under him just now, her pink lips rubbing back and forth like a spark, almost let him...

"Big brother, what do you think of the little girl just now?" Nangong's voice sounded sternly again.

Huo Jingshen lifted his eyelids, his expression cold, "What is it like?"

As soon as he saw someone's expression, Nangong Ci was a little bit embarrassed, almost shivering and said, "Just... how do you look like?"

Huo Jingshen narrowed his black eyes slightly.

Expressionless, extremely cold.

In the next second, thin lips uttered a few words: "The skin is quite white and the waist is very thin."

Nangong Cijun's face twitched.

Yeah, old Mansao!

So scared that his back was almost wet...

**

On the other side of the car.

Mo Only stared at her black and white cat eyes, and her slapped face was full of surprise.

Su Hunhui's clothes are messy, his hair is fluffy, especially his lips, his lipstick is mottled, as if he had been chewed by a man.

"Baby Houhou, shouldn't you have **** with a man, playing with the plane on the plane! Fuck, Houhou, you will be lustful, you will be lustful, staying in school is really different..."

"Mo Xiaose, can you be more serious!" Su Huhou interrupted her, "I got in the wrong car just now and I almost got bitten by a dog."

"Serious dog?" Mo Dui was still gossiping.

"A wolf dog! A big wolf dog with black hair all over!" Su Huhou was really speechless to this girlfriend.

I haven't seen each other for two years, still so glamorous!

"Stop talking nonsense, send me back to Su's house."

"……Oh."

After leaving the airport, Mo Weiwei reminded, "Houhou, I heard that Grandpa Su has been in the hospital for a long time, and he has not recovered yet."

Su Huhou didn't speak.

She looked out the window quietly, her side face was good, her neck was slender and graceful, but her tight red lips revealed her uneasy heart at the moment.

Mo Youyi was a little worried.

Although Su Huhou is the eldest daughter of the Su family, she is not Mrs. Su's biological daughter.

It is said that her mother died of dystocia that year, and the well-known Su family daughter is Su Yanyan, who is two years younger than her.

Su Yanyan will get engaged next month, but the betrothal is the fiancé that Su Houhou made two years ago...

So this time Su Hun Hun made a special trip back to China to catch the rape, but Father Su is still in the hospital, what if she goes back and is bullied?

"I'll go back with you!" Mo Only said immediately.

"No." Su Houhou refused, "It's not a big deal."

Mo Only: "..."

Isn’t it a big deal that the fiancé who has been engaged for two years is abducted to bed by her sister?

Even though he is a scumbag, it doesn't sound good to spread out.

**

Half an hour later, Su's villa.

Sending off his friend, Su Hunhou rang the doorbell.

Aunt Yang, the servant, came to open the door. She looked at Su Hunhou, and only dared to recognize it for a long time, "My God, Miss, you... why did you come back suddenly?"

Su Houhou was sent to Los Angeles to study at the age of eighteen, and has not returned to this home for two years.

She has short hair, grandma's gray, and heavy makeup. She is almost unrecognizable now.

"Aunt Yang." Su Hunyu stroked the sleeves of the chiffon yarn up, with a cold expression and a dry tone, "Is Su Yanyan at home?"

"Uh, the second lady is in the bedroom..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Hunhou had already rushed into the villa.

Aunt Yang followed in fright.