The Poisonous Girl Covers the Sky: Madam Madam

Chapter 81

"Ma'am, you don't need to order me to be your husband because of Yue'er! After all, I am also your husband, the head of the family!" Mo Tianke looked helpless.

"That's right, I'm giving an order, are you going or not?" Fang's face turned pale, it didn't look like she was joking at all.

Seeing that his wife seemed to be moving for real, Mo Tian suddenly felt like a world war was about to break out.However, he didn't want to compromise so quickly, so he raised his head and chest straight: "Your order is invalid, anyway, my husband is sitting here today, and I won't go there. Go, go by yourself."

"Are you really not going?"

"Don't go."

"No regrets?" A sly smile appeared on Fang's angry face.

Maybe she has a red neck and a dark face, so Mo Tian doesn't have to worry, but when she suddenly turned into this face, Mo Tian's heart trembled, and his intuition told him that his wife at this time was very dangerous.People often say that a poisonous woman has a heart, don't look at her wife as a weak girl, but she is a playful, Mo Tian has never been a match for his wife Fang, so he will naturally feel bad when his wife suddenly changes his face, I don't know What kind of trick is she going to do this time?

Just as Mo Tianke was looking at his wife vigilantly, Fang suddenly said, "Well, you don't have to force me if you don't go to that concubine. Just now, the concubine made a slip of the tongue and was disrespectful to the master. Please don't blame the master."

Hearing this, Mo Tianke suddenly felt a tingling sensation in his scalp, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more obvious: "Ma'am, you——what do you want to do?"

"Master, this concubine apologizes to you!" As Fang said, she hurriedly picked up the teacup she had just snatched from Mo Tianke, then lifted the teapot and walked towards her husband step by step.

The more his wife got closer to him, the more dangerous Mo Tianke felt. Sweat began to break out on his forehead, and he slowly stood up from the chair, swallowing his breath. He wanted to retreat, but was blocked by the chair up.

Facing such a wife was even more terrifying than facing a very large army on the battlefield.Women are scary, they can't be provoked, and they can't afford to be provoked.

Seeing her husband's nervous face, Fang smiled slightly, "Master, what's wrong with you? Are you hot?"

"Uh - no - no." Mo Tianke chirped.

"You're not hot, why are you crying? I'll wipe it off for you." Fang Di said, and took a big step towards Mr. Mo, bringing the two closer.

Seeing his wife getting closer, Mo Tian was startled, and hurriedly backed away, but he didn't know that there was no running back behind him, and he fell down on the chair with a puff, his whole body tensed up, and the sweat dripped from his forehead drop by drop.

Being hit by the board is just a physical pain, and the pain passes away, but Fang's behavior is psychological torture.No matter how strong a man is, he can't stand it. If Mo Tian hadn't been in and out of the battlefield and faced pressure many times, he would have surrendered long ago.

"Ma'am, no—it's useless. You—you stay away from me, stay away, I—I won't be hot." Mo Tianke said tremblingly.

"Oh, but it's September now, and it's autumn again. Autumn is the coolest. Why are you so hot? Are you sick?" Fang asked hurriedly.

As Fang said, she thought in her heart: Mo Tianke, if you usually obey your advice, you think that I, Fang Yun, are easy to bully, and today you know Fang Yun's strengths and weaknesses.

"No—no need, ma'am, my husband is not sick!" Mo Tianke said hastily.

But in his heart he said to himself: I am in good health, where is the disease? As long as you don't approach me, I will surely live a long life.

The more Mo Tian was afraid of her approaching, the more Fang wanted to approach her.She took another small step forward: "Then, do you want to drink this tea?"

As he spoke, he raised the teacup and teapot in his hands, and deliberately shook them in front of Mo Tianke, as if he was afraid that the other party would not see them.

(End of this chapter)