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Hate him? "Then marry him and torture him."

13 HATE HIM? "Then marry him and torture him."

In the phrase of a skit, from a distance, it has the air of an Asian manly.

"Alright, stop looking at me. Do you want to drink?"

Mm, at times, he could take care of people. At the door, he picked them up and carried them up through the puddle of water. Although he was suspicious of being a hooligan, it was still not bad. Mom was good to him, too, and he was very respectful to his parents. It was obvious that he was a filial son.

It was still looking, but Xing Biao was really scared. He frowned, it was extremely fierce. Su Mo's eyes were shining like an X-ray, causing him to be extremely annoyed.

"F * ck, I've said everything. If you say half of what you want to say, do you think you can take half of it?"

Yes, very rough, very rough in speech, with no standard of education at all.

Crude, barbaric, domineering, hoodlum, unreasonable men, sometimes not too bad heart.

"You are quite a hateful person."

Xing Biao grabbed his hair and sat beside him. He leaned his body back, and placed his arms on the back of the sofa, as though he was trying to hug Su Mo.

Ye Zichen raised his head and blew a smoke ring.

"I don't expect anyone to like me. You can just love me. "

He placed the cigarette in his hand next to Su Mo's mouth.

"A marriage without love is a grave. That would be very painful. "

Su Mo pushed his hands away and sat face to face with him.

I recall a saying that was passed down a long time ago: If you hate someone, you can marry him. You can torture him for the rest of your life, make him make money for you, make him work for you as a slave. If you don't feel good, you can beat him up.

Xing Biao did not say anything as he looked at him. Marry? There's a door? However, why was he getting more and more cautious?

Su Mo smiled beautifully and slapped Xing Biao's shoulder.

"I'll marry you and torture you until you can't rest in peace for the rest of your life. The grievances I received from my mother can be vented out by you. Good. I will be at our wedding on time. "

He whispered into Xing Biao's ear as he hooked's neck.

"You will regret marrying me. You will pay the price for forcing me to marry you. Your life is over if you fall into my hands. "

Xing Biao hugged his waist, and just as Su Mo was about to pull away with a satisfied smile, Xing Biao held onto his waist and hugged him tightly.

imitating Su Mo's actions earlier, he whispered into Su Mo's ear.

Su Mo was startled, kneeling down to beg him? This was absolutely impossible. He would rather kneel to his parents than to kneel to them?

"Dream on!"

Xing Biao had succeeded in getting Su Mo's farts. On his face, he circled around and smiled.

"Right now, your foot injuries have yet to recover. I can't let you demonstrate this posture. When the time comes, we will fight with knife and spear. You'll know what it means to kneel and beg me for you."

That smile, it was very bad, very rogue, very, very swinging.

Su Mo didn't know what begging meant. It was because his relationship had always been blank. He had never had any kind of relationship with a man or woman, nor had he ever done anything intimate. When they were married, he would let Su Mo grab the bedside of that large bed and kneel there. He would enter from the back and make him cry out loud.

Oh, I wish I could get married tomorrow. No, it's fine to bring Su Mo home today and try out the strength of the bed first.

Biao Zi, you are finished. If you do not quickly curry favor with your wife, you will be miserably treated by her. Be nice to your wife, okay?

Biao Zi said. Damn, he is my wife, how can I treat you if I don't treat him well?

I said, "Good, good, good to me, good to me, I love you more." Su Mo, don't look at me like that, I'm not going to steal your husband.