Reincarnation: I Married My Ex’s Brother

Her neck was tightly clasped by Zhuang Long with one hand, the gap between the throat bones was completely sealed, and she could not breathe.

People who have not been pinched by their throats, people who have not experienced what is called suffocation, can't realize the pain of Xiaoli at that time.

She couldn't say a word, her face quickly turned from white to blue, Xiaoli patted Zhuang Long's back with both hands, trying to awaken him from this crazy state. Zhuang Long didn't realize it. He even added the strength of his hands. He stared at Xiaoli's pale green cheeks with hatred. He asked her in a grim and ruthless tone, "You dare to hit him, you Do you want to die?"

Xiaoli shook his head hard, tears falling straight down from the pain.

Realizing that he couldn't awaken Zhuang Long's consciousness, Xiaoli touched his hand behind him, and touched the bottle of red wine that he had woken up. She squeezed the red wine, held it up and put it down.

Zhuang Long suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhuang Qilin, who had been terrified a long time ago, with a heavy gaze.

Zhuang Qilin was trembling at the glance of Zhuang Long.

"Come here." Zhuang Long beckoned to Zhuang Qilin.

When beckoning, his fingers holding Xiaoli's throat did not loosen a bit.

Xiaoli was about to die, Dou's big teardrops slid down his eye sockets, and several of them landed on the back of Zhuang Long's hand. Zhuang Long was not half distracted. He was still waving to Zhuang Qilin and said, "Good boy, come here and take those shoes."

Zhuang Qilin dumbly picked up the high-heeled shoe and leaned towards Zhuang Long.

"Dad, daddy..." Zhuang Qilin called his voice, her voice trembling.

Zhuang Qilin was so scared that his face turned pale.

He didn't understand why his father should treat his mother like this.

Zhuang Long patted his head, unexpectedly gentle.

With his left hand, he stroked the child's soft hair and warm head, while his right hand was holding his wife's throat.

At that moment, he was an angel and a devil.

Zhuang Long took the shoe, handed it to Zhuang Qilin, and told Zhuang Qilin with a smile, "Good boy, come, take the shoe."

Zhuang Qilin held the shoe blankly.

Zhuang Long said again, "Use it to hit her." Zhuang Long smiled unchanged, and added, "Just like she did to you before."

Zhuang Qilin held his shoes, and suddenly burst into tears. "I don't want to! I don't want to hit my mother, I will never skate in the house again, Dad, don't do this, I don't want to hit my mother!" How can he hurt his mother!

My mother is so good. My mother will make him breakfast, tell him bedtime stories, and hug him and shake him gently when he has nightmares.

Mom is the best person in the world, how can he hurt Mom!

As Zhuang Qilin cried, he begged Zhuang Long, "Dad, let go, let go! Mom is going to die! Did you see that, mom is going to die!" At this time, Xiaoli's tongue had begun to stretch out and his eyes Also began to protrude.

Seeing that Zhuang Long still didn't let go, Zhuang Qilin had no choice but to cry to Xiaoli, and he begged Xiaoli, "Mom! You stun Dad! You stun him, if you don't beat him, he will kill you! "

At that time, Xiaoli was clearly still conscious.

Zhuang Qilin saw Xiaoli struggling to lift up the wine bottle, Zhuang Long noticed her movements, and smiled at Xiaoli's movements. As a result, Xiaoli released his hand and let the bottle of red wine fall to the ground.

A loud bang shocked many people.

Zhuang Long looked down at the broken red wine bottle and his eyes flashed.

Why didn't she hit her head?

Zhuang Long suddenly let go of Xiaoli's throat as if he had been scalded.

Xiaoli knelt down straight on the ground, she began to cough non-stop, holding her throat, looking very embarrassed.

Zhuang Long looked down at Xiaoli who was struggling to death, and suddenly yelled helplessly, and then retreated hurriedly towards the back with strides. He tripped his foot and sat down on the ground. Zhuang Long stared at the woman who kept coughing and panting with pain and white cheeks with regret.

"Ali..." Zhuang Long's voice trembled terribly.

Zhuang Long climbed a few steps towards Xiaoli, but he stopped again, followed closely, and suddenly backed back.

In that way, it was like a poor stray dog ​​got a meat bun. He ate the bun and desperately wanted to get close to the kind-hearted benefactor, but he was afraid that the benefactor would dislike him, so he had to hold back all thoughts and reluctantly retreat. .

Xiaoli took a few breaths of fresh oxygen, not so uncomfortable, and looked towards Zhuang Long.

Finding that Zhuang Long's condition was very wrong, Xiaoli slowly crawled towards Zhuang Long.

Zhuang Qilin was completely confused.

He didn't understand what was going on.

Why did my dad, who was terribly fierce just now, suddenly become so weak? But the mother, who was almost killed by her father, was saved, not only did not retaliate against her father, but struggled to crawl to Zhuang Long's side.

Xiaoli actually hugged Zhuang Long tightly.

Zhuang Long was struggling in Xiaoli's arms, shouting while struggling, "You stay away from me! Ali, don't touch me! I almost killed you, don't touch me!"

Xiaoli held his head and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm fine, Along don't be afraid, I'm not dead, you didn't kill me, you didn't..." Xiaoli comforted Zhuang Long while going to kiss Zhuang Long Forehead.

Zhuang Long gradually calmed down in Xiaoli's arms.

The movement was so loud that the housekeeper and servants who were resting in the building next door finally greeted him.

When they arrived, Zhuang Long had basically recovered his emotions.

He stood up, holding Xiaoli in his arms, and said to the housekeeper with a cold expression, "Pack the things in the house, and take the young master back to the room to sleep." Then, he went upstairs with a tired Xiaoli.

Zhuang Qilin stared at his father's back, feeling that at this moment, his father was not like his usual father, nor was he like the crazy father just now.

He was like a calm stranger.

The next morning Zhuang Qilin was awakened by Xiaoli, who unexpectedly wanted to take him on a tour. Zhuang Qilin followed ignorantly. They stayed in Hawaii for a few days, and they went back only when the thumbprint on Xiaoli's throat disappeared.

When he got home, Zhuang Qilin found that the familiar dad was back again, and that night, that man who was as terrifying as a lunatic seemed to be just his fantasy.

But Zhuang Qilin will never forget how terrifying the father in that fantasy is.

Not long after that time, Xiaoli divorced Zhuang Long.

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At this moment, Zhuang Qilin stared at Zhuang Long with red eyes. He had a stomach of fire that wanted to send him, and a stomach of things that he wanted to tell him.

But he stopped abruptly when he thought of what his mother had told him a few days ago.

He wiped his eyes and said coldly, "It's nothing, it's just that I did something wrong. My mother hit me. When you saw it, she started fighting with my mother. My mother raised the bottle of wine several times and couldn't bear it. Smash it on your head."