My mother-in-law is very protective

Chapter 580
　But she really couldn't help it. Thinking about the usual high-spirited, imposing-looking, respected and awe-inspiring old man, now he is a little old man who acts coquettishly, shamelessly, and flattery. The contrast between before and after is really... ...It's too big, she can't stand it!
　Not only the big devil king, but other people beside him couldn't help it either. Qing Linzi who was standing behind the big devil suddenly fell to the ground with a "plop" and couldn't get up. How much he endured.

　Emiliel and Youmorer were not much better either. The two lay on the table, covering their mouths with one hand and pressing their stomachs with the other. Although the laughter was very small, it still came intermittently.

　On the contrary, Yun Chehan, with a calm and calm expression, sat there without moving, as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face.

　An Xin saw the performance of these people, and finally couldn't help but cast a commendatory look at Yun Chehan, well, her Han is good, she has determination and perseverance.

　Unexpectedly, she silently praised Yun Chehan with her eyes just now, and the next moment, after Wuxin's sweetheart spit out another "kiss, mother", Yun Chehan burst out laughing out of shame, "Haha... ..."

　"Qinqinmianqin" ah, this name is only called by his precious son, just now the old man actually imitated An Ning's voice, An Ning's tone, and called An Xin "Qinqinmianqin"!
　How could Yun Chehan not laugh?He was going to die laughing, he had never laughed so much, he wanted to hit the wall.

　Seeing this, An Xin saw three rows of black lines slid down her forehead, kicked Sweetheart Wuxin away, and yelled at him viciously, "Get out, get out, get out, get out..."

　An Xin kept talking until her mouth was dry and she couldn't breathe. Unexpectedly, instead of being angry, the sweetheart Wuxin stepped forward and continued to stay beside An Xin, "Good heart, you said 130 six in one breath. Get out, I'm not angry, just give me some, I don't want more, just give me fifty altars."

　Fifty jars, he will definitely drink slowly, not to waste, drink one jar a day, ah no, drink one jar every ten days.

　"What? Fifty altars? Take it as plain water, how much do you want?" An Xin got angry when she heard the words.

　Seeing that An Xin's hair was blown all over, and she looked fierce, Sweetheart Wuxin immediately lowered her voice a little bit, and stretched out three fingers, "How about thirty altars?"

　An Xin glared at him viciously.

　He used his other hand to pull down a finger, "Twenty altars?"

　An Xin continued to stare.

　He gritted his teeth cruelly, and pulled down another finger, "Ten altars?"

　An Xin narrowed her eyes, then continued to stare.

　He nestled on the ground as if he was discouraged, and simply put down his hands, "Okay, Jiutan."

　An Xin still stares.

　His old face suddenly turned into bitter gourd, "The seven altars?"

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　"Five altars?"

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　"Three altars?"

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　"An altar?"

　"Deal!" An Xin said with a smile on her face suddenly.

　Sweetheart Wuxin was speechless, and suddenly burst into tears, damn girl!
(End of this chapter)