Chapter 493

Name:Best Matrilocal Son-in-law Author:
The girl in the fur coat, with a strange radian on her cheek, said, "what did you just call someone?"

Such a person's beauty, now in his arms, no matter which man can not sit still.

The waiter is the same, now the Adam's apple is rolling, the corner of his mouth is also with a trace of ecstasy, very pleased to say: "little Miss

"Are you all right?"

His voice began to tremble, and he could even imagine his future life of marrying Bai Fumei.

Just at this time, the girl's face suddenly flashed a trace of shame, murmured and said: "how can you still call someone else like that?"

The waiter was overjoyed because he could predict that the woman must have taken a fancy to herself.

Their appearance is pretty good, to have enough self-confidence to let women crazy for themselves.

This girl is absolutely not simple. After he takes a fancy to himself, he can get rid of his present life.

He is likely to marry into a rich family directly in the future. When he thought of this, the waiter was a little timid and tried to cry: "pro Honey

At this time, I saw that the girl slowly stroked her hair, got up slightly, and gave a very charming smile to the waiter in front of her.

"Can you help someone push the locomotive?" The girl said with a very flattering expression.

At this time, the waiter is an old hand wandering among the flowers. Naturally, he understands the girl's meaning, and even thinks about the girl's appearance of driving a motorcycle with her.

At the moment, he quickly picked up the locomotive lying on the ground, but at this moment, he felt the pain in the back of his head.

When he turned his head, he saw that the girl was holding a huge wrench in her hand. At this time, Ban's hand was still covered with red blood.

I'm afraid that's its last memory. At the moment, there is no other sign. Bian falls to the ground directly.

A smile of disdain flashed across the corner of the girl's mouth. She took out a bank card from her pocket and slowly put it in the front of the waiter's chest. She sneered: "I told you that if my locomotive had a slight bump, you would not have to worry about the cost of living for the rest of your life."

After saying this, the girl rubbed her spanner on the waiter's dark suit. She felt very sad about her motorcycle. Her white hands brushed the scratches on the motorcycle.

"Husband, how did you get hurt?"

"It's all my fault. I hit you, didn't I?"

"Sorry, it's all my fault. Don't be angry, OK?"

"Good! I'm going to avenge you. I'm going to avenge you soon. " The girl nervously stroked the scratch of the locomotive.

It's like stroking her rough chest. The crystal like tears slowly drop from her eyes on the ground, wetting the original ground.

When I saw this scene, people on the scene walked towards the distance one after another, and everyone's heart was slightly scared.

It can be said that the girl's present state is very strange, just like a patient with severe neuroticism, no one dares to provoke him.

No one dares to get close to him.

"How dare you beat my husband?"

"I'm tired of living, aren't I?" After that, the girl pulled out the wrench behind her and walked slowly towards the battery car.