Mo Fei smiled softly: "Don't worry, that guy Ling Chuye is no match for me."
His words came true. When the game started, there was indeed a huge disparity in strength. In fact, Lan Xuanxuan was not very good at playing volleyball at all, and her balls often failed to reach Ke Zi.
On the contrary, Mo Fei and Ling Chuye didn't know if it was intentional. He could catch every ball thrown by Ling Chuye. On the other hand, Ling Chuye could catch every ball thrown by Murphy in the face.
Ling Chuye's screams could be heard from time to time in the court. Murphy swung the ball too hard. He was beaten so hard that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He was going crazy!
Is this playing ball or hitting him? [
The two girls were a little stunned as they watched the contest between the men next to them.
Ling Chuye changed his tactics and simply swung the ball towards Ke Zi. Mo Fei's expression changed and he ran over to take it steadily. When he swung it over again, he became even more ruthless, daring to take advantage of his wife!
"Hey, why are you standing there? Hurry up and fight, otherwise we will lose!" Ling Chuye turned around and shouted to Lan Xuanxuan.
"Who wants to play with you?" She curled her lips, and the ball she swung out again fell from the net.
Ling Chuye was so angry that she couldn't help but say to her, "Why are you so stupid? Do you know how pigs die?"
Lan Xuanxuan was also annoyed, threw the racket and stamped her feet, "You don't care how I die!"
The logic of these words made Ke Zi couldn't help but laugh. Ling Chuye was stunned and forgot to look at the ball coming from the opposite side. He was hit in the nose and fell backwards.
Even Lan Xuanxuan was shocked, "Hey! Are you okay?"
She ran over to help him. Over there, Murphy's face was covered with sweat, but he put away the racket with great pride. He went over and hugged Ke Zi's waist, "Daughter-in-law, we won."
"You didn't do it on purpose, did you?"
No matter how you look at it, it will make people think that Ling Chuye has offended Murphy.
"No way, there are no brothers on the battlefield, I can't let it be too obvious, right?" Murphy raised his eyebrows and firmly refused to admit it.
"That's right." Ke Zi nodded, and Mo Fei moved his face towards her 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 horse riding later."
"Horse riding?" She doesn't even know how to do 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 your husband here? Your husband is an all-rounder, and he will teach you everything."
"Okay." She thought that she was the one who taught her how to ride a bicycle, which she had been suffering from for many years. She was excited when she thought of riding a horse.
When changing clothes, Ling Chuye covered her nose that had just flowed, and stared sadly at someone wearing a handsome riding outfit and buckling his boots.
"Tell me, what are you trying to do to mess with me?"[
Murphy glanced at him, raised his head, and walked out and said, "Who asked you to teach my wife how to kneel on the remote control?"
"I R!" Lingchu Yejue collapsed. Just for such a thing, he beat him like this?
But then again, "So you are really kneeling? Haha, brother, how does it feel to kneel on the remote control?"
Ling Chuye followed him politely and asked.
Murphy turned around and looked at him coldly, "Do you want to play another horse race?"
"Brother, I was wrong." Nima Saimao didn't hit the ball with the ball, he wanted to use the horse's hoof. He couldn't afford to hurt him!
Mo Fei hummed softly, and there was a message on his cell phone. He took it out and took a look at it, and his expression changed.