Tang Huai just smiled gently. Her smile was sweet and gentle.

The eyes are clear. When you blink your eyelashes, your eyes are very lovely.

But the words from her mouth made Jing Juntai half angry.

No matter how simple her appearance is, Jing Juntai thinks it's a thorn!

This thorn, stuck in the meat, really hurts.

For Jing Juntai's rage, she behaved much more calmly.

She is not the kind of person who easily bows to others, especially people like Jing Juntai and his wife.

Because she knew them in her last life, she knew that bowing her head would only make them feel humble and give them more opportunities to ridicule themselves.

She will not because the other party is an old man, no matter what the other party says, she will have to bow her head and agree with her face, or even fight back and scold back.

Relying on the old and selling the old is a moral kidnapping. China advocates respecting the old and loving the young, but it also depends on each other.

If the other party is a murderous monster and an old man who has changed to the extreme, do you want to respect him?

No one can do it!

She looked up at Jing Juntai. "I didn't want to marry into Jing's house."

When Jing Juntai heard this, the anger in his chest just went along, but the next words made him draw his gun!

"Brother Jingxuan promised me to plug in the door backwards."

"You --"

Jing Juntai pulled out his gun, aimed at Tang Huai and said coldly, "you're not afraid that I'll kill you now!"

"Not afraid." With a faint smile in his mouth, Tang Huai looked fearlessly at the muzzle of the gun facing him.

Her reaction was very different from that of Jing Juntai.

Jing Juntai thought that when she saw herself drawing a gun at her, she would be scared to pee and cry with her head in her arms.

Unexpectedly, she was so calm and calmly facing the muzzle of the gun, and there was no fear on her face.

What made Jing Juntai more angry was that there was a sneer at death in her mouth.

Really ~ fucking!

Jing Juntai really wanted to pull the trigger and kill the girl with one shot.

At this time, Jing Juntai clearly found that there was a domineering and wild smell on the girl.

Although she is only 15 years old, she has a deterrent that girls of her age don't have!

Yes, it's a deterrent!

Jing Juntai, who was blindfolded by the military headquarters, has never been so angry today. He pulled his gun at people on the spot.

Today is the exception!

He looked at Tang Huai coldly: "aren't you afraid of death?"

Tang Huai looked straight into his cold eyes: "is Grandpa Jing afraid of death?"

"I asked you!" Why did she ask him?

I'm so tired of living!

"Who is not afraid of death? When you die, you can't be with the man you love, eat delicious food, or listen to beautiful songs. You can't be filial to your aunt, love your sister, or play with your friends. Of course I'm afraid of death, but..."

Suddenly, Tang Huai smiled brightly at Jing Juntai, took out the recording pen she had always carried from her pocket and raised it to Jing Juntai. The smile became more and more brilliant and harmless.

Jing Juntai looked at the recording pen and asked coldly, "what's this?"

Tang Huai wondered, "Grandpa Jing doesn't know what this is? Is this a recording pen?"

“……”

Tang Huai smiled: "All our chats have been recorded. Of course, you will think that a recording pen is used by ghosts. Just kill me and crush it. But I want to tell you that this recording pen is the same as a telephone. It can record on one side and play on the other side. As for where the other side is, I won't tell you. As long as I die and go back to the county, someone will take it and play its recording on the other side. Naturally, I know I am How did you die? "

After that, Tang Huai found that it was cool to lie and cheat.

When she said this, her eyes kept staring at Jing Juntai's face. Sure enough, Jing Juntai's face turned blue with anger after hearing it.

What a cruel girl!

Tang Huai smiled, then lowered his head and played with the recording pen in his hand, ignoring the dark muzzle of the gun.

Jing Juntai has a seed. He punches on cotton. Don't be too obvious.

He sat down angrily and put the gun away.

Tang Huai didn't look up, but he knew he had put the gun away.

The hand playing with the recorder stopped slightly and raised a meaningful smile at the corners of his mouth.

Jing Juntai sorted out his emotions and then asked Tang Huai, "what is it that you are willing to separate from Jing Xuan?"

Tang Huai raised his eyes and looked at Jing Juntai naively: "I like him so much. Why should I separate from him?"

Jing Juntai sneered: "you and him will not have results! Your family situation and your own situation are too far from Jing Xuan!"

"Can't a man and a woman sleep together if they like each other?" Tang Huai blinked, wondering and pretending to be silly: "why care about so many situations?"

"Do you think we will accept a family without a father and a mother who is dying?"

"I respect you for your old age and brother Jing Xuan's grandfather. I call you grandma Jing, but you don't have any good feelings in my heart now." Tang Huai's eyes sank and looked disdainfully at Jing Juntai: "what about the origin of senior officers, education, education and quality? What's special is Farting! You're not as noble as me, a farmer!"

“……”

"What's wrong with my father's death? What's wrong with my mother's illness? It seems that only my family will die, and your family will not die. If it weren't for me, would your dying wife's joints be swollen?"

Tang Huai was really angry. She thought Jing Juntai was cursing her aunt's death.

An old man without any quality!

She got up, slightly raised her chin, and faced Jing Juntai with a proud and cold expression: "I tell you, your grandson Jing Xuan, I'm bound for this life!"

Jing Juntai gnashed his teeth in anger.

Tang Huai came step by step. At this moment, her aura was inexplicably strong.

Jing Juntai, who was sitting, raised her head slightly, frowned and looked at her suspiciously as she approached him. What did she do when she approached him? Does she still want to hit him?

Tang Huai's mouth was filled with a bad smile. When she came to Jing Juntai, just as Jing Juntai was about to speak, she suddenly bent over and stretched her hand to his waist——

Jing Juntai was stunned and angry. He thought Tang Huai wanted to do something dirty to him.

What happened the next second made him even more stunned. Tang Huai took advantage of his stunned seconds and quickly pulled out the gun he had just put back from his waist.

Before he could react and grab it back, Tang Huai scattered the gun three or two times, and then threw the parts of the gun to the ground. When the bullet and body shell fell to the ground, they made a clang sound.

Jing Juntai:

PS: I'm actually a very drag person. You can't like to drag her like this, but don't scold her.