Mr Bo's Spoiling His Sweet Wife

Everyone thought it was a great shame, but the woman stood up in front of her. Although she was still shaking when she stood up, she was so thin that they loved her.

When the mind crossed the minds of the people, they were stunned.

Heartache? Heartache This woman in front of you?

Tang poetry mouth also with a smile, in the public did not return to God, she slapped hard back on Jiang Huiyu's face, the woman's facial features suddenly beautiful amazing!

Jiang Huiyu was never beaten in public. She came to her senses and covered her face and cried, "do you dare to hit me?"

At the moment, two younger brothers came up and pressed the Tang poetry on the ground again. Her knees were soft, and the whole person directly knocked against the table in the box. At the moment of collision, the sharp pain came, and Tang Shi's abdomen twitched a few times, and she uttered a muffled hum that had been tolerated to the extreme.

"Jiang Huiyu." Thin night frowned, "enough is enough."

"Well, you are not the ex-wife who loves you so much, do you?" Su Qi interrupted coolly on one side, "then who is going to love us Huiyu?"

Thin night vision suddenly sharp up, "do you know she is my ex-wife?"

Everyone in the box was shocked! We can't believe to look at the woman who was pressed on the ground. The facial features are really familiar. This woman is actually the ex-wife of Bo Ye!

"Sister Huiyu, I think we should punish her well, otherwise she really thinks she is the old lady Tang!" Ann such as in the side of the faint voice, the woman every time seems to speak unintentionally, but in fact step by step she will be forced to die!

"Miss Tang?" Jiang Huiyu sneered, "we don't have Tang family in Haicheng now. Tang poetry, what kind of lady are you? Is it the lady in the Phoenix next door

"Ha ha ha ha!" People around her laughed and laughed. Jiang Huiyu seized the Tang poetry. She was held still. Jiang Huiyu poured the wine into her mouth and said, "drink! Didn't you just indulge Su Shao! Drink it

"Jiang Huiyu!"

Bo Ye once again called out her name, "don't be lawless!"

"Thin little, you are kind-hearted. How about this? Tang poetry, if you ask us to speak, I will let you go

Jiang Huiyu's words are just like driving Tang poetry to death. The moment she looks up, all the blood on her face fades away!

Bo ye came to Tang poetry, and his body trembled slowly. He was a little worried that the woman in front of him would fall down.

Look at her, it seems that she is suffering from some terrible pain

Sensing the approach of thin night, Tang poetry did not look up, her hand was carried to the table by Jiang Huiyu's people, and the people around said, "this is the hand that hit Miss Jiang!"

The next moment the incomplete right hand was exposed to the eyes of the public, the sound of air pumping was heard around.

Tang poetry wants to laugh. What is this pain? This pain can't be compared with the pain in her heart!

"You're in pain..."

Bo Ye realizes that Tang Shi's right hand is trembling, and that her other hand is covering her abdomen. She subconsciously lowers her voice and asks.

"Will you let me go when I say it hurts?" Tang poetry, like a broken jar, looks fearlessly at the thin night.

Men, silent.

Tang Shi laughed, laughing all over the hole, "then I will not hurt."

Pain on the death of pain, the heart died will not pain again!