Get rid of the evil husband: there is a fox at home

"Mom, listen to me, it's not like this..."

Jiang Xueya also went ashore, explaining to Hua Yunrong anxiously.

"Snapped!"

Just when he opened his mouth, Hua Yunrong slapped him.

She looked extremely angry, and looked at Jiang Xueya angrily with sparkling eyes. [

"shameless!"

As if she felt that that slap wasn't enough to relieve the anger in her heart.

She stretched out her hand again, wanting to slap Jiang Xueya again.

"Madam, if you want to discipline her, it's better to go back and close the door to discipline her, lest others see the joke..."

Her hand stretched out into the air, before it fell down, it was gently held by Jiyue Liuhen.

Hua Yunrong was obedient to Ji Yueliuhen's words, whatever he said, she would do as he wanted.

"Okay, it's said that family ugliness should not be publicized, and my wife will settle the score slowly when I go back~!"

Jiang Xueya was so slapped that she felt unspeakable grievance and anger in her heart.

But who can blame all this.

It's only to blame that she fell into the trick of Jiyue Liuhen again.

Hua Yunrong beat her because she was tricked by Jiyue Liuhen.

And she. .Not even a chance to explain.

Looking at Hua Yunrong's appearance, it was clear that no matter what she said, she would not believe it.

Jiyue Liuhen just said a few words casually, and she slapped herself.

She to him. . .It's very trustworthy.

Jiang Xueya just felt so tired.

The Jiyue Flow Mark followed closely like a ghost.

With him around for a day, they don't even think about a day of peace.

She stretched out her hand to cover the beaten half of her face, a helpless and bitter smile curled up on the corner of her lips. [

"Kneel down..."

In the house shrouded in white smoke, Hua Yunrong stood tall, with a stern and cold expression on her unparalleled gorgeous face.

Her watery and moving eyes seemed to have fallen into cold water, so cold that there was no warmth at all.

On the lower right side of her, there is a smiling Lonely Moon Flowing Hen.

He was holding a teacup in his hand, drinking tea in small sips, with a look of fun on his face.

Jiang Xueya stood straight, looking straight at Hua Yunrong.

She was thinking of currying favor with Hua Yunrong, that's right.