Chapter Eight Hundred and Fiftieth. After This Meal, There Is No Next Meal.
Xu Jinfeng rode on Huo Xiu's waist with his ass, grabbed his hair with one hand, and slapped his hands with the other hand, cursing once with each slap, and she greeted all eighteen generations of the Huo family's ancestors.
"You can't hold your trouser belt tightly, how dare you say that Wanrou is not innocent? I'm fucking you, you bastard, you are not worthy of Wanrou's five years of cold kiln, if I knew it, I should give it to Wanrou. Introduce seventeen or eight good men, and she doesn't have to suffer so much, so why should she keep things like this for you, and keep your M ratio!"
Su Wanrou's eyes were red, she was angry, she also felt that she was wronged, she didn't do anything, but was put on a dirty hat of innocence, if she had known that Huo Xiu was so dirty, she might as well have sat down on this hat.
Su's mother looked at her daughter with pity, and hated Huo Xiu in her heart. She originally wanted to persuade her daughter to live as long as she could, but in this state, life is impossible.
Huo Xiu doubted his daughter's innocence, and a thorn was planted in his heart. The days to come would not be peaceful, and he would definitely be in trouble every day. It would be better to leave Qingqing.
What's more, Huo Xiu actually had an affair with that little bitch Hu Wanxi, Su's mother would never tolerate it.
How could her daughter serve a husband with a bitch like Hu Wanxi?
Grabbing the feather duster from the cabinet, Mother Su stuffed it to her daughter, and winked at Huo Xiu, Su Wanrou's heart suddenly brightened, she gritted her teeth, squeezed the feather duster tightly, and slapped Huo Xiu.
Huo Xiu's back hurts to death, and Xu Jinfeng is riding on him, just like Sun Wukong being crushed under the Five Fingers Mountain. Once in such a mess.
"Su Wanrou, don't forget your identity!" Huo Xiu yelled angrily. He was extremely disappointed in Su Wanrou. He dared to do anything. It's unreasonable.
"Can you slander my innocence at will? I can't beat you? Huo Xiu? You can't play pompously at me in the future. I'm not afraid of you!"
Su Wanrou puffed a few more times? The more she puffed, the more she relieved her anger, and the grievance in her heart also eased a lot. She just felt happier than ever before.
Xu Jinfeng moved forward a bit, giving way to the back half, "You pump your ass, you need to be stronger, and you won't stop after this!"
Su Wanrou's eyes lit up? Right? After the divorce, she and Huo Xiu were strangers, and it would be a violation of the law to hit her again. She grabbed the feather duster with both hands, held it high, and slammed it on Huo Xiu's elastic flesh? Huo Xiu He snorted, his eyes were on fire.
I only hate that his waist is broken now? He is still being pressed down by a mountain of meat, and he can't get up at all? Otherwise, why would he be humiliated by two women? He wrote down this account.
Tang Xiaonan feels happy watching a play? Does the scumbag have to be taught like this? But the feather duster is too hard to help? I need to find a sturdy one. After searching around, Tang Xiaonan saw a cowhide belt on the coat rack, and trotted over After taking it, she ran back and handed it to Su Wanrou.
"Aunt Su, here you are."
Su Wanrou's eyes also lit up, this is good, Huang Fengxian was half-killed by the belt before, took the belt, Su Wanrou rolled up her sleeves, and pumped with all her strength, the crisp sound was exciting, Huo Xiu broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, and began to struggle.
But Xu Jinfeng's tonnage should not be underestimated. Huo Xiu is not weak, so he won't be able to lift it for a while. Moreover, Xu Jinfeng's fist would swing over from time to time, making him dizzy.