Sweet Wife Sad President Guan

Chapter 432 You Beat Him Terribly

Mo Fei smiled lightly: "Don't worry, that kid Ling Chuye is not my opponent."

His words came true. At the beginning of the game, there was a huge disparity in strength. In fact, Lan Xuanxuan was not very good at playing volleyball, and often her balls could not be sent to Ke Zi's side.

On the other hand, Mo Fei and Ling Chuye didn't know if he did it on purpose. He could catch every ball from Ling Chuye. On the other hand, Ling Chuye could catch every ball from Murphy to the face.

From time to time, Ling Chuye's screams could be heard in the field. Murphy swung the ball too hard, and he was beaten with black nose and swollen face in a short time. He was about to go crazy!

Is this playing ball or hitting him!

The two girls stared blankly at the contest of the man next to them.

Ling Chuye changed his tactics and simply swung the ball towards Ke Zi. Mo Fei's face changed, and he ran over to catch it steadily, and then swung it more ruthlessly, daring to hit his wife's idea!

"Hey, why are you staring blankly? Hurry up and fight, or we're doomed!" Ling Chuye turned around and yelled at Lan Xuanxuan.

"Who would like to be in your team." She curled her lips, and the ball she swung still fell from the net.

Ling Chuye was so angry that she couldn't help saying, "Why are you so stupid? Do you know how pigs die?"

Lan Xuanxuan was also annoyed, she threw the racket and stomped her feet, "You don't care how I die!"

The logic of these words made Ke Zi unable to hold back his laughter. Ling Chuye was stunned for a while, and forgot to look at the ball from the opposite side. He was hit on the nose, and he fell backwards on his back.

Even Lan Xuanxuan was shocked, "Hey! Are you okay?"

She ran over to help him. On the other side, Mo Fei put away his racket with sweat all over his face, and put his arms around Ke Zi's waist, "Daughter-in-law, we won."

"You beat him badly, didn't you do it on purpose?"

No matter how you look at it, it will make people feel that Ling Chuye has offended Mo Fei.

"No way, there are no brothers on the battlefield, so I can't make it too obvious, right?" Mo Fei raised his brows, resolutely refusing to admit it.

"That's right." Ke Zi nodded, and Mo Fei moved his face closer to kiss her, but she pushed him away in disgust, "You smell like sweat."

"Well, I'm going to take a shower, and we'll go horseback riding later."

"Horse riding?" She is even less good at this sport.

Murphy saw the thoughts in her eyes at a glance, stretched out his hand to pinch her face, and said with a smile: "Isn't there a husband here? Your husband is omnipotent, and he can teach you everything about custody."

"Okay." She thought that she had taught her the stubborn bicycle for many years, and when she thought of riding a horse, she jumped for joy.

While changing clothes, Ling Chuye held his nose that was bleeding just now, and stared at someone in a handsome riding suit who was buckling up his boots with a sad face.

"Tell me, what are you doing to trick me on purpose!"

Murphy glanced at him, raised his head, and said as he walked out, "Who told you to teach my wife to kneel on the remote control?"

"I'm R!" Ling Chuye fell down, just for this matter, he beat him like this?
But having said that, "So you really kneeled? Haha brother, how does it feel to kneel on the remote control?"

Ling Chuye followed behind him bluntly and asked.

Murphy turned around and gave him a cold look, "Do you want to play another horse race?"

"Brother, I was wrong." Nima horse racing is not about smashing the ball, it is about hitting the horse's hoof, he can't afford to be hurt!
Mo Fei hummed softly. There was a notification on the text message on his phone. He casually took it out and looked at it, and his expression changed.

(End of this chapter)