One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband Chapter 1982: The laughter from **** Shura

Song Song feels that Gong Qing, this man, really refreshes her three views and bottom line at any time!

It doesn't matter if he strengthens his sister, it doesn't matter if he contradicts his own father, and he calls his stepmother the third child. Now, it's not worth it to say such a vicious comment to a little girl who is only 16 years old. sei!

I don't know how Qi Ruyan felt when he heard this comment.

Although she doesn't understand aristocratic affairs, she knows that no matter in ancient times or today, there are also women's wedding ceremonies that have been postponed for various reasons.

How did it get to Gong Qing's mouth, it became a broken ~ melon ceremony?

The meaning of broken ~ melon...

He Xiaowu had told them about it, wasn't it just...by a man...that and that.

My God, Song Song felt that Gong Qing's poisonous tongue was unbelievable.

But, for some reason, Gong Qing wanted to "marriage" just now, and the stabbed heart suddenly felt a little better.

Song Song will never admit it, that's because Gong Qing doesn't seem to be interested in this marriage at all, Qi Ruyan... doesn't seem to have much affection.

This realization made her dying heart breathe for a moment, and she came back to life temporarily.

Song Song can accept Gong Qing's poisonous tongue, but that doesn't mean that Master Gong can accept it.

I saw the face of Master Gong, and Gong Qing was so angry that it was so red that he was about to explode.

This brat...

This bastard...

It's clear that it's against Lao Tzu, right?

He shook his lips and slammed his crutches on the ground: "It's not up to you to choose! You represent the Gong family, not yourself! Unless... you want to cut off the father-son relationship with me!"

"Oh, in that case, I can marry any woman I want, right? Sounds good too..." Gong Qing's tone was lazy and cynical.

While speaking, he moved his hand to Song Song's white neck.

He rubbed~ and played with her slightly messy long hair from time to time.

Master Gong frowned suddenly.

"You bastard, if you don't marry Qi Ruyan, what other choices do you have? Don't tell me, you will marry such a non-trivial woman!"

Master Gong pointed in Song Song's direction with a cane.

Although the crutch didn't hit Song Song at all, Song Song still felt a strong sense of oppression and a sharp hostility.

Actually, when Master Gong said this, it was mainly for the sake of Qi Gongqing. To be honest, he didn't feel the woman in Gong Qing's arms was threatening at all.

I don't even think that Gong Qing would marry her.

Look at that weak trash, who doesn't even dare to lift his head, doesn't dare to show his face, what kind of big scene can he support?

Is that just a plaything of Gong Qing?

Look at that combat training suit again. It's so hard to see that it's going to die. Gong Qing didn't even buy her a luxurious evening gown, so how much can she value her if she wears it like this?

I'm afraid that woman is one of Gong Qing's soldiers, who conducts combat drills during the day, and then gets drilled by men at night. She has two uses, no waste, tsk tsk, what a scumbag!

Nothing to hang on to!

Master Gong glared at Song Song in disgust. It was impossible to realize that this woman would almost uproot the Gong family in the next few years.

And his only son, almost died for her.

At this time, Mr. Gong was quite confident and felt that his son was just angry with him and refused to accept discipline.

Sure enough, when Gong Qing heard the ruthless words of Master Gong, his temper immediately jumped up: "What kind of woman do I marry, it's none of your business!"

"Bullshit!" Master Gong was also surging, and the two of them started working again, "The people of the Gong family must abide by the rules of the Gong family and listen to the arrangements of their elders!"

"Haha, is that so?" Gong Qing laughed instead of anger.

He's terrifying when he's cold.

It's just horrible when you laugh!

Laughing like an Asura from hell, with a gloomy look: "Then please explain, back then—"