Mr Bo's Spoiling His Sweet Wife

Tang Shi quickly left the restaurant, stopped a taxi on the side of the road and took a taxi home directly. However, he did not expect to sit at home and calm down to design the manuscript. It was not long before the thin night found the door.

When she opened the door, she didn't think that Bo night would come to her again. The last unpleasant memory was still in her mind. Tang poetry almost didn't want to close the door. This time, Bo Ye didn't have any other actions. She just stood at the door and sneered at her, "although you close the door, your son has a high fever, you can do nothing."

Tang Shi closed the door with a stiff hand. When he reflected, he even ignored the thin night. He went up and grabbed his clothes and yelled, "but what's the matter?"

Tang Shi met Tang Wei 20 minutes later. Tang Weizheng was lying on the bed with his face flushed and panting. His forehead and hair were hot. He looked very weak.

Tang Shi went up and spread it on the edge of the bed. He explored Tang Wei's forehead with his hand. Then he quickly turned out all the medicines in the house. He helped Tang Wei up from the bed and skillfully went downstairs to pour warm water for him. All the poems of Tang Dynasty in Bo's family were so familiar that all the details still remained in his memory.

When she went upstairs with her cup, Tang Wei woke up and stayed by the bed and called out softly, "Mommy..."

As soon as Tang Wei called her, Tang Shi's whole heart softened. She went up to feed him and took the medicine. Then she said, "how can you have a fever? Can Mommy take you to the hospital?"

"The doctor will be here in a moment. There is no need to take him to the hospital."

Thin night stood at the door and made a cold voice.

Tang Wei's eyes in touch with the door of the thin night, suddenly dodge for a while, the little boy shrinks in the quilt, gently grasps the Tang poem's hand.

This is the performance that he wants to pacify Tang poetry. Tang Shi touches his face and turns to thin night, "how can you keep that face on children? Since you are his father, don't you know it will frighten him! "

"Scared him?"

Thin night squinted and sneered, "does he recognize me as a father? Ask him for yourself

"He doesn't recognize you. Why don't you think about your own problems?" Tang poetry finally did not resist, low roar, "thin night, do not everything from others to find reasons, why, you think you are right?"

Bo Ye smiles with a beautiful smile, but he has a pair of good-looking eyes and a chill inside. "I brought him to Bo's house to eat and drink. He gave me a face full of evil. If it wasn't for blood relationship, I wouldn't want to recognize him as a son!"

Although the words are a little heavy However, Tang Wei was in the shade. When Bo Ye saw his face, he would be angry. He didn't know what it was because he was clearly the father of the child, but when he saw him, he was always afraid and alienated.

"Yes, it's all our fault. I shouldn't have been born!" Tang Shi cried out with tears, "you are right, you are high! If you hate him so much, why don't you let me take him! Our mother and son are not rare in your family's property. I took him away. Even if he died, he would not die in front of you

"Tang poetry!" Bo Ye pulled out a high tone and called out, "you don't use this kind of words to excite me. You like death so much, why don't you show me one?"

The poem of Tang Dynasty was forced by the sentence of Bo Ye, and the sharp pain was so fierce that it spread from the depths of the body

OK, ok Bo Ye, one day you don't regret it!