Lay Down My Bad Husband

"Don't you go home, boss?"

Li Zheng glanced in the rearview mirror and saw the heavy faced man in the mirror. Knowing that he was talking too much again, he closed his mouth, asked nothing more, and drove straight to the direction of xiaofengluan mountain.

Lin Ziyi and xiexiaolin went back to xiaofengluan mountain after seeing them off. It was almost ten o'clock in the evening. After a busy day, both mother and son were very tired. After taking a bath, they did nothing and fell asleep on the bed.

In the middle of the night, the dream that has been repeated for six years suddenly breaks into Lin Ziyi's dream.

All around, a dark, a tall man trapped her in the body.

That was the worst night in Lin Ziyi's life, because that night, her whole life changed.

Suddenly wake up from the dream, cold sweat has been qintou the whole body.

He got up and turned on the desk lamp. In the dusk light, looking at the quiet and stable little face of the child beside him, Lin Ziyi breathed deeply. He went to kiss the baby's white face, lifted the quilt, went down to the bed and walked out of the room.

She was thirsty and wanted to drink water, but it seemed that only the kitchen had water to drink.

Gently close the door, through the side hall, the woods should go straight to the direction of the kitchen.

Before he got close to the kitchen, Lin Ziyi heard a sound coming from the kitchen. He suddenly looked at the kitchen with wide sleepy eyes. There was a light on in the kitchen, and the movement in the kitchen was more and more obvious.

Lin Ziyi was so excited that he felt sleepless.

There are only two of them living in this villa. Why is there a sound in the kitchen? The stream is sleeping on the bed.

No!

Lin Ziyi's eyebrows suddenly frowned. Did a thief really enter the villa and look for food in the kitchen?!

Thinking of this, Lin Ziyi felt another chill.

Xie Xiaolin that crow mouth, how let her say.

Looking around, just a few steps to her right, there was a baseball bat for the stream.

Although he was a little afraid, Lin Ziyi picked up the baseball bat, held it tightly in his hand, raised it high, and crept to the kitchen.

The noise in the kitchen is getting louder and louder. There is the sound of running water, the sound of pots and pans, and the sound of opening the refrigerator.

Lin Ziyi went to the door and looked into the kitchen. Sure enough, there was a tall man with his back to her, dealing with something on the cooking table.

His eyes suddenly widened. The next second, Lin Ziyi raised his baseball bat and rushed towards the man with the fastest speed, intending to stun him with a stick.

However, just when Lin Ziyi was two steps away from the man, the man suddenly turned around, extended his long arm, held Lin Ziyi's right hand accurately, and then, with a sudden momentum of 180 degrees, caught Lin Ziyi dead.

"Bang Dang!"

"Click!"

"Ah

Accompanied by the sound of baseball bat landing and bone dislocation, it was Lin Ziyi's wailing. At this moment, Lin Ziyi felt that every cell in his body wanted to wail.

"Ah, my hand!"

It was so painful that Lin Ziyi's tears ran down uncontrollably.

The cold man looked down at Lin Ziyi whose whole face was twisted. His deep eyes narrowed slightly, released Lin Ziyi and spat out two words.

"You deserve it!"

At the moment, Lin Ziyi is in pain and can't care about thieves and hooligans. However, when he hears the low and cold voice on his head, he can't help but be stunned and suddenly turns to look at the man.

At a glance, Lin Ziyi felt as if he had been struck by thunder.

"Tang Su!"

Tang Su completely ignored Lin Ziyi's plan, turned around and continued to deal with the beef on the cooking table, while the hot water was slowly boiling in the nearby pot.

"Tang Su, why are you here?"

When he regained his mind and confirmed that the tall and straight man in black bathrobe standing in front of him was empress Tang Su, Lin Ziyi asked.

At this time, Tang Su had finished processing the beef. He took a meat cutter from the turret and began to cut the meat in his hand.

It's just a simple act of cutting meat, but it's indescribably noble and elegant for Tang Su to do it. Every action is elegant and natural.

"Well, I ask you, why are you here?"

At this time, Lin Ziyi's misplaced arm didn't hurt much. So, seeing that Tang Su didn't pay attention to himself, he asked out loud.

"I live in my own house. Do I need to report to anyone else?"

"Your house?" Lin Ziyi was stunned.

"Mom, I forgot to tell you that uncle Tang bought this house for miss an Xiyan." Just when Lin Ziyi was confused, a lazy and tender voice came from the kitchen door.Lin Ziyi looked at his son in front of the door. He was rubbing his eyes and stepping barefoot on the cool floor. Presumably, his son must have been woken up by the wailing sound of his own just now.

"Baby, the floor is cold. Why don't you wear shoes?" Maybe it's because she was not in a good mood when she was pregnant, so the little guy's physique was always bad, and he always got sick. Therefore, Lin Zi should pay special attention to it.

Hearing that Lin Ziyi immediately turned his attention to the question of whether the little guy was wearing shoes, Tang Su suddenly got a little curious, and then glanced back at the door.

At the door, the little guy was wearing a lovely crocodile pajamas. His black hair was like a chicken nest. His white feet stepped on the bright floor, and his face was sleepy. He was very cute.

The corners of his mouth could not help gently pulling, sketching a seemingly happy arc, and then continued his hand movements, completely not taking Lin Ziyi and his mother and son seriously.

"Mom, I just heard your loud cry. How miserable!" The little guy went to Lin Ziyi's side, reached for her right hand and said, "are you ok?"

"Ah

It doesn't matter if you don't pull it. Once you pull it, it's a huge pain. Lin Ziyi screams again uncontrollably.

"Mom, what's the matter with you?"

Lin Ziyi's scream made the little guy tremble, and his whole body was sleepless.

"My hand It's like It's dislocated. " Lin Ziyi's brows were all twisted into a ball.

"Uncle Tang, did you make my mother like this?" The little guy pulled Tang Su's bathrobe, looked up at him, and asked with a sad and pitiful look on his face.