Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

At this moment, the atrocities upstairs were explained by Ye Muyun in a few words. A group of people were eating downstairs. He Huan's screams came from upstairs from time to time. It just happened to be eating, but Ye Liangqiu was still frightened and looked at his eldest son from time to time.

Is this really fun?

"Mom, eat vegetables." Mr. Ye smiled, and then said to his little guy: "Xue'er, give mom a piece of her favorite."

Tang Xueer snorted. In fact, he was only two years younger than him, but he was spoiled as if he was 18 years old and obedient.

She obediently carried a bowl full of vegetables for Ye Liangqiu, to ensure that her mother-in-law would not be able to speak again for this meal.

Ye Liangqiu looked at him, helpless and funny, looking at his son.

Only Xueer would be trained by him to be like a little pet, but this is also very good, at least the elder son should not have the taste of Qin Mo!

Upstairs, He Huan was indeed miserably repaired. Qin Mo tied her hands with a tie, and was tortured by him on her stomach.

She screamed and cried and said that it hurts, and he squeezed her chin and kissed her fiercely, with a low voice, "Are you going to hurt too? Can't you not hurt? You are not the heart only beating for him That... He Huan, is it the role of a photo for you? Actually, I don’t count as anything, just making you like this, I am nothing..."

He came and talked in a mess, without knowing what he was talking about.

Only know to possess her.

She is his, his wife is his woman!

He has liked her for so long, she is hard-hearted...

When He Huan was about to suffer too much pain, she lay softly on the pillow and cried: "Qin Mo, please let me go."

His eyes were as deep as ink, watching her quietly, and stopped all plundering.

Mo Ran's eyes blinked and asked in a low voice, "Is it letting go of your body or life, He Huan."

She lay there, tears dripping onto the pillow drop by drop, she thought, she said she loved him and didn't believe it, and she didn't bother to say it, she just whispered: "You know."

Qin Mo smiled lightly, "Really? Then I want to see how you leave me without my consent, and how that person can survive."

He Huan's face was pale.

She almost lost her voice: "Qin Mo, you can't."

"Why can't I!" He raised her chin: "A man who seduce my wife, why can't I deal with him?"

"He didn't." He Huan closed her eyes tightly, her long eyelashes trembling with tears, making her face pale as paper.

Qin Mo looked at her, his voice suddenly became tired: "He Huan, is it difficult to stay by my side?"

At the beginning, he wanted her, she refused, but one day suddenly climbed onto his bed.

He thought that she wanted to understand the relationship between them for so many years, but only later did he know that she used him as a photo because the person she liked could no longer smile at her or talk to her.

He thought about divorce, and it was ridiculous, but year after year passed, he couldn't let it go.

He looked at her, his wife.

Suddenly, it hurts.

She lay in a mess, with traces of him raging on her body... Qin Mo stretched out his hand to block his eyes, suddenly took a coat and threw it on top of her, "Go and wash, I'll take you back later."