His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 835

After the man caught the watch, he pushed the black whip girl away with a single palm, and with a flash of her sturdy figure, the sword girl and the dart girl were repelled with the power of judo with two strokes.

The way he handles women is different from usual. It is softer and gentler, but by no means weak.

The three of them were beaten back several times, and when they looked closely, they found out who the man standing beside Qian Mi was.

"White God..." A woman was surprised.

The three looked at each other, probably not believing that the two would actually know each other.

But seeing it with your own eyes is more persuasive than anything else.

The three looked at each other in silence for a few seconds, then took up their weapons and left here in tacit understanding, and quickly went back to find the cold lizard.

"Okay, okay!" The old lady smiled happily with her yellow teeth showing, and she didn't forget to applaud, then grabbed a handful of tea leaves and threw it to Qian Miao.

Qian Miao looked at the man who suddenly appeared, but did not notice that the vegetable leaf was thrown on top of her head.

She recalled the man's move just now in her mind, and she remembered it all at once, and she had the urge to review it on the spot.

This man is really strong.

The man glanced at the vegetable leaf on top of her head, then passed by her without a word, and walked to the old lady's side.

While wearing the watch, he said lightly: "This watch is borrowed from you, not for you to play as trash."

The old lady was surprised: "Oh, why did I throw your little baby out as a vegetable leaf? Ya Ya Ya, it seems that there is something wrong with my eyesight."

"I'm leaving."

The man turned and left.

"Wait, wait, dear, grandma, I want to eat the pig's trotters sent from your house again. The sauce is not something you can eat outside. You have it there, grandma wants to eat it."

"Yes." The man said.

The old lady was overjoyed, and quickly pointed at Qian Miao and said, "Little mute, hurry up and get it for me, I'll eat it with hot pot later!"

Qian Mi turned around to get her broom, but didn't respond.

The old lady clicked her tongue and said, "If you go, I'll let you eat hot pot with me!"

Qian Miao glanced back at her, sign language: If I go, I won't sweep the floor.

"Oh, if you don't sweep, don't sweep, go!" The old lady was so anxious that her saliva spurted out.

Qian Miao saw that the man was about to reach the conveyor belt, so he threw away the broom and followed.

This time, people on the road still stared at her when they saw her, and then talked about it.

Bai Zhu ignored her and walked forward unhurriedly.

When he got to his house, as soon as he entered, his cell phone rang.

He took it out and looked at it, then said, "Sit down."

When the words fell, he walked to the side and answered the phone.

"Didn't you hang yourself last night? Why are you still alive to call me today?"

A sentence without emotion made Qian Miao sound quite frightening.

Immediately afterwards, a roaring middle-aged male voice came from the other end.

"Nizi! Nizi! I raised you so much with your mother, but you forced me to death, and I can't live anymore!"

The cries were a bit fake, mixed with women's cries.

Qian Mi walked a little further, until she could not hear the content of his call.

Suddenly, she remembered that she hadn't sent a message to her family.

I don't know if I can borrow it from him.

The man just turned around and looked at her while listening to the phone.

Afterwards, while holding his mobile phone, he responded to the person over there from time to time, and walked to the refrigerator.

After a while, he took out a pig's trotter in frozen sauce and walked towards her.

When handing it to her, he said to the person on the other end of the phone, "You're not the only son of mine."

On the other end: "The company is so big, your brother is only fifteen, who cares if you don't come back? Ah - I don't live anymore!"

The man shook the sauce pig's trotter gently, motioned her to take it, and then sighed at the person on the phone: "Dad, you're crying so fake."

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(About Qian Miao's strongest weapon: the silver ring, there are two short stories, the old lady here is the first paragraph, and I will talk about it later~ps: Qian Miao had a ring on the night when the heroine was drunk on Christmas Eve The little foreshadowing, that is about the second little story~)