Chapter 1697

Yan Zheng was surprised and asked: "don't tell me you haven't had a fight?"

Zheng Ling thought about it and nodded.

But Zhan hanjue cut the railway: "No."

Zheng Ling and Yan Zheng both looked at him in surprise and said, "I only quarreled with Luo Shihan, but not with Zheng Ling."

Zheng Ling nods.

Yan Zheng was a little ashamed of himself...

Zhan hanjue and Zhengling were immortal love.

Yan Zheng felt strange, modestly asked the Han Jue for scriptures, "elder brother, don't you think that women sometimes do well?"

Lord Zhan nodded, "yes."

Yan Zheng talked about women's shortcomings, just like the flood of the sluice gate, and said, "besides, they are also very stingy, suspicious, sensitive and unreasonable...

Zhan hanjue nodded. "Well."

Impatiens and Zheng Ling stare at Yan Zheng angrily.

Ignoring their silent protest, Yan Zheng continued: "how can you tolerate that? You can't be a ninja turtle

After dinner, Zhan hanjue took out a paper towel to wipe his hands. Then he looked at Yan Zheng and said, "I just want to think that after I forced Zheng Ling to divorce at the beginning, Zheng Ling gave birth to three lovely children for me, and never gave up our love. I feel that it's also my good fortune that she can be around me."

Yan Zheng is a fool.

The Impatiens suddenly took Yan Zheng's ear and the lion roared, "listen, listen to elder brother how to treat sister Zheng Ling. Learn something for me."

Yan Zheng Ao Ao cry up, "wife, wife, be merciful."

Impatiens let go, Yan Zheng covered his crimson ears, looked at Lord Zhan angrily and murmured: "I'm so upset that I've learned from you.

I'm honored to receive the grand prize of the year

Yan Zheng Qi quickly vomited blood, rolled a few big white eyes, "hopeless."

Zhan hanjue used his chin to order the leftovers on the table and said, "wash the dishes."

Yan Zheng originally wanted to protest... But after receiving the eyes of Impatiens, he stood up and went to the kitchen with a bowl.

"Why don't you hire a babysitter?" he complained? If you don't have money, you can't bring it into the coffin when you die. "

Zheng Ling took off his shoes and ran to the kitchen. He threw his slippers on Yan Zheng and put his hands on his waist. He looked like a shrewd woman swearing at the street

In her battle, Yan Zheng was stunned. Even the Baron Zhan and Impatiens in the living room were stunned.

Zheng Ling could tolerate others saying that she was dead, but she could not tolerate others saying that she was dead. She took off another slipper and held it in her hand again, looking like she was going to commit murder!

Yan Zheng said stupidly, "put down your slippers."

Zheng Ling said, "do you try another dead word?"

Yan Zheng some counsels, Zheng Ling so excited time he seldom sees. Besides, Zheng Ling is ill now. He doesn't know how serious Zheng Ling's condition is. He only knows that he can't irritate her...

"brother, what's wrong with your daughter-in-law? Take her away quickly. I'm afraid." Yan Zheng asked for help.

Zhan hanjue came and picked up Zheng Ling. Soft voice comforts a way: "Zheng Ling, don't be angry. Let's go back to our room and have a rest. "

When Zhan hanjue took Zheng Ling back to his bedroom, Zheng Ling's body was still shaking slightly.

It has been many days. Zheng Ling's illness is relatively stable. This suddenly recurred, and his heart was worried again.

The key is that he felt that Yan Zheng's words were gentle, because he didn't know where Yan Zheng stimulated Zheng Ling, and Lord Zhan felt even more frightened.

Zheng Ling suddenly held him and began to cry. "You can't die. What else can I do? "

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