The black-bellied president forced his wife to marry

Chapter 63
Meng Zixiao stared at Tang Song like a monster, and said, "Hey, who has this ability? He actually disfigured you, Second Young Master Tang?"

If he had known it was Meng Zixiao, Tang Song would not have opened the door.He walked to the bar and continued with the unfinished drink, "Don't make fun of me here, just let the fart go!"

"Oh! Is this a toilet? I only save my farts here to let it go? I said, what happened to my face? Fuck me, there are teeth marks?" He took a closer look, and jumped exaggeratedly open.

"Fuck you! The cat scratched it!"

"Hey, when did you raise a cat, I'll go and take a look." He gestured to go to the bedroom.

Tang Song quickly pulled him back, twisting Meng Zixiao's arm like it was about to break, and cried out in pain: "Oh, let go, let go!"

After Tang Song let go, he pretended to turn his wrist to check repeatedly, and asked, "Do you really like it?"

Similar words have been mentioned before, but this time they are very serious.Before coming here, Xiao Yezi made a special phone call to explain it, and said guiltily that she rushed to the doctor in a hurry and sent Shen Lue to the tiger's mouth, so she had to find out.

"How can it be?!" Tang Song immediately retorted, if you can be called liking if you are interested, then the woman he likes can't be as big as a train?
"Then why are you so concerned about her?" Meng Zixiao didn't believe it, besides, did he name her just now?He reacted like that.It was rare to put away his playful face, and Meng Zixiao said seriously: "Ah Song, she is still a little girl, in fact, it doesn't matter if I look at her, if it's just for fun, forget it."

"Hey, Xiaozi, it's rare, when did you have a conscience?" Tang Song was very upset, and sarcastically.

Meng Zixiao returned to his carefree appearance again, "Brother, this is called Lianxiang Xiyu, just such a flower bone that hasn't bloomed yet, are you willing to destroy it?"

"That's my business." Tang Song took a sip of his wine and didn't want to talk about this topic anymore.

But Meng Zixiao didn't give up, and said: "Look, she doesn't look like she can afford to play. What about you? Can you marry her? Let's be clear, how many of us brothers, who can decide their own marriage? Even the so-called enlightened old Jiang’s family, didn’t they pick high-ranking members on a voluntary basis?” If they weren’t well-matched, how could they talk about free choice of spouse?
Tang Song was upset, and interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "I said, are you thinking too much?"

He hasn't considered these things himself, marrying Shen Lue?He really didn't intend to.The old people in my family must have figured it out a long time ago. Women are all the same after all. Doesn't it matter who you marry?He has always lived a carefree life, disregarding the arrangements at home, and always going against the old man. The old man told him to go east, but he wanted to go west.Only there is no objection to marriage, just tired of the so-called blind date.

"I have my own arrangements." Tang Song put the wine glass on the table and got up to chase away the guests.

Everyone has said that, what else can Meng Zixiao say?Rolling his eyes, the task is completed, go home, wash and sleep, he is crazy to meddle in this business.

With the sound of closing the door, the room fell into silence again. Tang Song lit a cigarette, held it between his fingers without smoking, and just stared blankly at the rising white smoke.

Shen Lue slowly closed the wooden door of the bedroom, leaning his back against the door panel, his hand holding the infusion bottle drooped, his throat was so dry that it was about to smoke, but his heart felt as if frozen, and his whole body was bone-chillingly cold.How did she provoke such a beast?

There were footsteps outside the door, and she hurried back to bed in fright, closing her eyes and pretending to be asleep.

Tang Song came over to check on her condition, touched her forehead, it was a little better, but it was still hot, he looked at the infusion tube again, and said in surprise: "Oh, why did the blood return?"

(End of this chapter)