The young lady's wife is a little crazy

Chapter 35

Gong Yuanbei had an impromptu meeting and was called back in the morning.

Gong Xiaomiao and Gong Shijin stayed behind.

Little Miaomiao is a child who is easy to take care of, and draws quietly in the small pavilion in the garden.

Feng Jiujiu picked fresh grapes from the yard and planned to squeeze juice for Xiao Miaomiao.

"Little Jiujiu, what happened between you and Yuanbei when you came out of the church that day?"

He wanted to ask a long time ago, but Gong Yuanbei was always present, so he didn't dare to ask.

Feng Jiujiu was so frightened by these words that he crushed the freshly washed grapes.

"He is the big boss of the blood clan, what can happen between me and him."

The kiss suddenly came to mind.

Damn it, she actually felt a little fever on her face.

There is a situation!
Gong Shijin is an old man, so Feng Jiujiu doesn't believe that nothing happened because of Feng Jiujiu's shy appearance.

"Could it be that you pushed him forcefully?"

puff!
Feng Jiujiu was terribly struck by thunder, thanks to the bastard Gong Shijin, he could figure it out.

She pushed Gong Yuanbei, could she push it down?

"I'm still pushing you hard!"

She gave him an angry look, and skillfully squeezed out two glasses of grape juice, one for Xiao Miaomiao and one for herself.

As for Gong Shijin, it's not for him.

"Ahem." Gong Shijin's face was overly frightened, "Don't, I'm afraid."

With that appearance, Jiujiu is a female hooligan who retweets beautiful men.

Hey, hey, you are a blood clan patriarch, you are an existence with explosive strength, this weak look, you have hot eyes, okay?

The more Feng Jiujiu didn't talk about what happened that day, the more curious Gong Shijin became.

In the end, Feng Jiujiu was annoyed, and he directly pulled out the nine-section exorcism stick, "Believe it or not, I will beat you to death."

Gong Shijin hesitated for a second.

In the evening, Gong Yuanbei came over for dinner.

Unlike yesterday, after dinner, Xiao Miaomiao consciously wants to go back.

Feng Jiujiu starts school tomorrow, he doesn't want to play too late and affect her sleep.

After the three of them left, they checked that it was only after eight o'clock.

Feng Jiujiu called Nan Jiamu.

"Say something quickly, just get to the point, don't ask if you're here." Nan Jiamu was dizzy from busy work, and he was still dealing with things in the student union office.

"I'm Feng Jiujiu, something happened to 808."

There was silence on the phone for two or three seconds, then hung up.

Feng Jiujiu frowned.

She felt that her guess was correct, the roses in the practice room must be the work of Nan Jiamu.

Otherwise, why did he hang up the phone directly after hearing that 808 had an accident.

Anger burst out of his chest.

Destroyed her tens of thousands of flowers, let's see if she doesn't kill him!
She took out the nine-section exorcism stick and opened two sections. After thinking about it, she ran to the kitchen again.

When Nan Jiamu came over, Feng Jiujiu was trying out a knife in the kitchen...

"Heroes, keep people under the knife." Nan Jiamu and Feng Jiujiu pushed the big kitchen knife at each other.

He thought Feng Jiujiu was possessed by an evil spirit. After all, there were 808 people in the house, and none of them were normal.

"Tell me, how do you plan to pay for ruining my roses?" Feng Jiujiu used force, and the kitchen knife approached Nan Jiamu a little.

Nan Jiamu looked confused, "What rose?"

After listening to Feng Jiujiu's narration, the two of them realized that there was a misunderstanding.

"Primary school girl, the so-called accident you said was that your roses were destroyed?"

Isn't it some damn thing, or a mental problem?

"Nearly [-] roses, do you think it's a big deal?!"

"Forget, calculate..."

After seeing the gleaming kitchen knife over there, he decisively agreed.

The roses in the practice room have not yet been confiscated. Even though Nan Jiamu is rich and powerful, seeing this room, the petals that reach the depth of the calf are also deeply proud.

(End of this chapter)