Chapter 1330 1450, Help, Tong Qiao Hit Someone...

Tong Qiao came out of the shower and accidentally saw Fu Zhilei sitting on the sofa in the bedroom.

Fu Zhilei caught a glimpse of the obvious traces of ambiguity on Tong Qiao's neck, disdain appeared in her eyes, and her tone was mocking, "I said why my brother hasn't gone out all this time, it turned out that he was pestered by you, a vixen."

Tong Qiao's blood rushed straight to her forehead, she walked up to Fu Zhilei in a few steps, grabbed her skirt, lifted her from the sofa, and said in a cold voice, "Who are you calling a vixen?"

Fu Zhilei turned pale with fright at Tong Qiao's domineering aura, but she still said that she had the courage to hold her head up. She didn't dare to say the word "vixen" after all, and only said, "Why, want to hit someone again?"

Tong Qiao stared at Fu Zhilei coldly for a few seconds, then let go of her, "For Lu Jinshen's sake, I'll let you off this time, and next time I'll talk nonsense, my fists don't recognize anyone."

Seeing Tong Qiao let go of her, Fu Zhilei became more courageous, and the fear in her heart disappeared instantly, "I knew you didn't dare to hit her, hmph, you just bullied my sister-in-law who is kind and weak, she is afraid of you, I'm not afraid... ah..."

Tong Qiao pushed Fu Zhilei down on the sofa, squatted down, and punched her in the face with her fist.

Fu Zhilei was so frightened that Huarong turned pale, subconsciously covered her face with her hands, and shouted: "Brother, help, Tong Qiao beat someone..."

The fist finally deviated from Fu Zhilei's face, and landed on the sofa next to her face with a cold wind, accompanied by Tong Qiao's mocking words, "Coward."

Fu Zhilei regained her composure and removed the hand covering her face. Tong Qiao was no longer in front of her. She was so angry that she stood up from the sofa and yelled, "Ah, Tong Qiao, I want to... "

"Don't scream, be careful I will smash your mouth."

Fu Zhilei was taken aback, and turned her head to look at the source of the sound. Tong Qiao was standing in front of the closet, shaking her fist.

Fu Zhilei flinched, walked towards the door without losing her momentum, but said with obvious fear: "Wait and see, I will definitely let my brother divorce you."

Tong Qiao smiled and looked at the door, "Did you hear that, your sister told you to divorce me."

Fu Zhilei blinked her eyes, her heart felt cold, she turned her head and looked timidly at the door, Lu Jinshen's hair was still dripping with water, and she had just come from the shower next door, looking at her with a gloomy face and cold eyes.

Fu Zhilei stopped, not daring to go to the door, and smiled awkwardly, "Brother."

Lu Jinshen raised his foot and walked into the room, Fu Zhilei hurriedly backed away, saw that there was a gap at the door, and ran out quickly, her voice dissipated at the door, "Brother, I'll wait for you downstairs."

Lu Jinshen walked to the closet in a few steps, not in a hurry to change clothes, and approached Tong Qiao with a tall and straight body, "Why did she provoke you again?"

Tong Qiao took two steps back, leaned her back on the wardrobe, and watched Lu Jinshen approaching her lazily, "She said I was a vixen."

Lu Jinshen stood still in front of Tong Qiao, stroking Tong Qiao's scarred neck with his slender fingers, and said in a mellow voice, "Aren't you a vixen?"

"Lu Jinshen!" Tong Qiao opened Lu Jinshen's hand and glared at him angrily.

Lu Jinshen looked at the back of his hand, which was instantly red, and his thin lips curled up a little like grievance, "I really have to do it." Then he clasped Tong Qiao's waist, and pressed her against him, "I'm so dazed What is it if it’s not a vixen?”

Tong Qiao was startled for a moment, then smiled, and poked Lu Jinshen's hard chest with her slender fingers, "Slick tongue."

"Do you want to try how slippery my tongue is?"

"Get out." Tong Qiao spun around and left Lu Jinshen's embrace.

Ten minutes later, Lu Jin went downstairs in a well-dressed white shirt and black trousers.

Fu Zhilei shouted with a smile, "Brother, can you go?"

Lu Jin gave Fu Zhilei a cool look, and walked towards the door without saying a word.

In the car, Lu Jinshen said coldly, "Be careful what you say in front of your sister-in-law from now on, otherwise don't cry at me if you get beaten up."

Fu Zhilei pouted and looked at Lu Jinshen, "Am I your sister? I've never seen you treated like a brother."

"Qiao'er is my wife." Lu Jinshen's calm voice sounded in the car.

Fu Zhilei understood, his subtext was: a wife is more important than a younger sister.

With a heavy snort, he turned his head and looked out the window.

"Did you hear what I said?" The man didn't intend to just let her go.

Fu Zhilei didn't hum.

Hey!

The sound of tires rubbing against the ground.

emergency brake.

The car stopped.

Fu Zhilei felt Lu Jin's cold gaze on her, and couldn't help shivering, "I heard that."