Hundred Billion Marriage Pet: My Wife, I Was Wrong

Chapter 42 I will only make your life worse than death

Tang Shengming originally wanted to knock on the door, but when he reached the door, he turned the handle and the door opened!I thought that dead woman would lock the door for him.

As soon as the door opened, Tang Shengming raised his eyebrows. There was a strong smell of cigarettes in the room. He also smoked, and most of the women around him smoked, but he never thought that Mo Wantong, who has always been quiet, would also smoke. ?And still smoking while the body has not fully recovered.

Mo Wantong leaned against the bed curtain, and there was a cigarette case on the bedside table, which contained the ash she had shaken in, and a cigarette butt that had been smoked for a third of it was in her hand.

Tang Shengming took a big step forward, snatched the cigarette butt from Mo Wantong's hand and extinguished it in the cigarette case, and sat down in front of her, "What kind of cigarettes do girls smoke, huh? You are not allowed to smoke anymore, see Clean you up once." He picked up her wrist and looked at the wound, narrowing his eyes, "Don't make such a moth again, okay? Look at your mess, your husband's notoriety It's skyrocketing again..." He lowered his head and rubbed against the corner of her lips, "I'll take you to brush your teeth, my wife? It smells like cigarettes~"

Mo Wantong turned her head, "I don't want to brush my teeth, I don't feel well, stay away from me~"

Tang Shengming embraced her from behind, "There is only one set of bedding at home... Wife~ you can take me in! I promise I won't move you, just hug her like this, um..."

Mo Wantong was already unwell and had smoked several cigarettes in a row. Now she felt even more uncomfortable. She lowered her eyes and said, "I want to drink water. Please call Mama Wu for me, thank you."

Tang Shengming grinned, lowered his head and kissed her on the side of the cheek, "What are you calling Mama Wu for? Just have your husband take care of you."

Tang Shengming took two glasses of water and handed the first to Mo Wantong, "Rinse your mouth first."

After Mo Wantong rinsed his mouth, he took a few sips from the cup of warm water, "Thank you."

Tang Shengming rubbed his finger at the corner of Mo Wantong's mouth for the water stain that seemed to be there, "Do we need to say thank you now? Yes!"

Tang Shengming kept staring at Mo Wantong's face, and found that although the woman did not look at him with winking eyes, her pale cheeks turned red when he said the words just now!

Tang Shengming was not bullying her either, he took off his shoes and got under the covers directly.

But Mo Wantong stood on the edge of the bed like a corpse, giving Tang Shengming a stiff back.

Someone stretched out his long arms, hugged her tightly and hugged her from behind, rubbed against the back of her neck, and asked in a deep voice: "Honey, is it scum, huh?" parts touched her.

Mo Wantong shrank her neck and moved to the side of the bed, "What a scum~"

Tang Shengming "嗤~" sneered and restrained her, put her left wrist in his big hand with one hand, and made an intentional and unintentional movement with the other paw, rubbing against her chest, " Woo~ Looks like that one has grown up a bit!" Said, quickly took away the paw.

Mo Wantong didn't have much strength, but she was quite strong when dealing with a scumbag behind her. She kicked Tang Shengming's leg, "Mr. Tang, do you have a habit of forcibly occupying women?"

Tang Shengming let go of Mo Wantong, turned over and sat up, with sparks in his eyes, he calmed down the unhappiness in his heart, the damn woman is almost enough, did you really pick up Joe?I really thought that the young master lacked a woman, didn't he?
Tang Shengming directly pulled Mo Wantong out of the quilt and pressed her in his arms, holding her chin, narrowing his eyes slightly to look at her frightened and desperate eyes, with a gloomy tone, "Mo-wan-tong, listen up It's the first time that Tang Shengming tolerated a woman so much in his 29 years of life. From now on, first, put away your thoughts of divorce; second, don't cry, make trouble, and hang yourself. The next best thing is to find out early, if you dare to think of death again." He looked into her eyes fixedly, and uttered a few chilly words for a long time, "If you think of death again, I will only let you live Better to die."

(End of this chapter)