Xia Zhiyuan's face turned red and she said angrily: "Go away, what do you think I am? You can do whatever you want?"
Ximen Lang said with a smile: "You are my good wife. Of course you must always meet my requirements."
At this time, the call was connected. Ximenlang hissed, motioned to Xia Zhiyuan beside him to stop talking, and then said: "Senior sister, are you asleep?"
Wen Ziling's lazy voice came, "Already asleep, Xiaolang, what have you been busy with these days? I can't even see your shadow. You thought of calling me in the middle of the night. Do you miss me?"
The charming face of the senior sister and the soft body like a snake immediately appeared in Ximenlang's mind, so he said: "Isn't that right? I miss you very much...ah..." Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his waist.
Looking down, he saw Xia Zhiyuan's delicate white hands pinching his waist.
"What's wrong, Xiaolang, what's your name?" Wen Ziling asked in confusion.
Ximen Lang knew in his heart that his girlfriend was jealous, so he tortured him. Fortunately, he practiced the golden bell cover. When he performed the exercise, his flesh and skin swelled and he naturally flicked the other person's fingers away. He said calmly: "It's nothing, it's just me."
I was so excited when I heard your voice that I screamed."
Xia Zhiyuan saw that he was getting more and more disgusting as he talked, and even used Kung Fu to push away her hand. She felt angry, and used all her strength to pinch Xiaolang again. Unexpectedly, Xiaolang's body became like a stone, and she couldn't pinch it at all. She was so angry
She gritted her teeth, but there was nothing she could do about him.
Wen Ziling's coquettish laughter came from the phone, and she said angrily: "Little slippery, your mouth is sweet, as if you have been smeared with honey. Xiaolang, I miss you too, I miss you every day, I miss the good times we had together, I miss you
When you kiss me and love me..."
Listening to these tender words of love, Ximen Lang felt naturally very sweet in his heart, but he was also a little helpless. Senior sister, you said this at the wrong time. There is a tigress next to me! He glanced sideways, and it had already appeared in his mind.
It shows a certain woman being furious.
Sure enough, Xia Zhiyuan was furious after hearing this. Although she had already known that the brat was not only her, but also had affairs with other women, but now that she heard with her own ears that charming senior sister Ximen Lang and him making love to each other, she still couldn't stand it.
The little universe was about to explode. She shouted angrily: "What are you doing, you can say this?"
Wen Ziling on the other side asked in shock: "What, Xiaolang, are there other women around you?"
Ximen Lang was embarrassed for a while, and said with a red face: "No, senior sister, there is no one, it's the sound from the next room."
Xia Zhiyuan became even more angry, leaned her head over, and deliberately shouted into the phone: "What's the next room? What are you afraid of admitting? I'm right next to you."
Ximen Lang was speechless and sighed in his heart, Yuan Yuan is such a girl. Alas, Zi Ling will probably be angry after hearing this!
Unexpectedly, Wen Ziling did not look angry. Instead, she said gently: "Xiao Lang, please don't lie to me. I can tell it. This woman is right next to you. She seems to be the one named Xia."
Girl, it's okay, I already knew
He said that you are not only good with me, but also have other girls. A boy as good as you must find more wives. To be honest, if you are with other girls, you can still think of me and call me.
I'm very happy, it proves that you have me in your heart..."
Ximen Lang couldn't help but sigh, senior sister is so considerate! He turned to look at Xia Zhiyuan and said, "Look at her magnanimity. Compared with you, it's like heaven and earth. Can't you imitate her?"
Xia Zhiyuan said angrily: "Imitate you big-headed devil." In anger, she stretched out her hand and snatched the phone in her hand. "Bring it to me..."
Ximenlang hurriedly shouted: "Why, give me the phone back?"
Xia Zhiyuan grabbed the phone, ran like a rabbit for more than ten meters, stood in the corner, and said angrily: "Wen, do you have any quality? Xiaolang is my husband, why are you still with him?
"
Wen Ziling's voice remained gentle, as if she would never get angry with others, and said: "It's your husband, I didn't know. Xiaolang once said that he will be my husband in the future."
"Huh, why don't you know? I'm telling you, Xiaolang and I are getting married, so stay away from him."
"Oh, we're getting married, what does that mean? Xiaolang is like me. I gave it to him for the first time, and it hurt me to death. This little guy doesn't know how to show mercy at all, he just goes on a rampage."
"You..." Xia Zhiyuan was so angry that she was shaking all over and could hardly speak. Although the other party didn't yell at her, he was obviously a soft knife, which always made her furious.
“Ms.
As for the female traffic policeman, if you can't tolerate this shortcoming of his, just leave him, so as not to live in jealousy and pain all day long. If you can understand him, wouldn't it be great for us to live in harmony?"
Xia Zhiyuan was speechless again. She asked herself, could she leave this boy who was more important than her life? The definite answer emerged in her heart, "No." However, when she thought about sharing a husband with other women in the future, she
She was a little aggrieved. As for now, she really had nothing to say. She couldn't even argue because the other party didn't quarrel with her at all, so she cursed in her heart.
She said, "Fox spirit." She raised her hand, threw the phone over, and said: "Here, continue your romance with your senior sister, I don't care about you anymore." She squatted in the corner angrily, picked up a
An iron nail drew circles on the concrete floor, one after another, and he said silently in his mind: "Draw a circle to curse you, my surname is Wen. I hope you become uglier than Sister Feng. Let's see if Xiaolang still likes you..."
Ximen Lang reached out to take the phone and said hurriedly: "Zi Ling, please don't blame me..."
Wen Ziling sighed quietly and said: "Xiao Lang, I love you more than I can love you enough. How can I blame you? You must have something wrong with you calling so late, right?"
Ximen Lang said: "I really have something to ask you, senior sister, do you still remember the large bottle of snake wine I brewed in the west room of Pu Yundong's old house?"
"I know, what's wrong?"
"I need that wine now. Bring it to me. I'm in the bungalow on the left behind the headquarters. The warehouse with the light on is."
Wen Ziling said hurriedly: "Okay, just wait, I'll be there right away."