Chapter 1286

Yunwu Mountain, hillside villa.

Lin Xuan and Qin poetry moved back to the hillside villa from the apartment of Nanshan lake garden.

Back home, open the door, aunt Tang is cleaning in the courtyard, when she saw Lin Xuan, a little excited, immediately smile to greet, "ah Xuan, you finally come back!"

"Just come back, just come back..."

Lin Xuan smile, to Tang aunt smile way: "aunt Tang, are you ok?"

Aunt Tang nodded, "good, good, good..."

However, before Lin Xuan and aunt Tang exchanged greetings, Luo Ping jumped out of the living room with her hands folded. When Lin Xuan's figure came into her eyes, she seemed to have been struck by thunder.

Especially to see Lin Xuan dragging suitcase, and Qin poetry intimate appearance.

Such a scene, has been very obvious, Lin Xuan and Qin poetry completely remarried, and, it seems, is Lin Xuan to move back to the hillside villa.

She walked up quickly with a gloomy face and asked, "what are you doing?"

"Don't forget that you and he have been divorced, and he is now an outsider. You are too intimate with him in this way. Have you considered the influence?"

Qin poetry slightly frowned, but the attitude is resolute, serious expression: "Mom, what are you talking about? Lin Xuan is my husband."

"Besides, we have remarried..."

On hearing this, Luo Ping was more like a thunderbolt from the blue. Her face suddenly drooped, and she sneered bitterly: "remarry? Hehe, who gave you the right to remarry? Did I agree? "

"Mom, don't be so fussy, will you?"

Qin Shi Shi still said patiently: "I remarried with Lin Xuan, but it was a process..."

"It's funny, Qin poetry. Can you treat your life as a joke?"

Luo Ping made a fuss and said, "I'll tell you so. You and Lin Xuan are firmly against it. I won't agree to your remarriage."

"Mom..."

Qin poetry face helpless.

Luo Ping glared at Lin Xuan, "Qin poetry, either you and Lin Xuan, or you don't recognize me as a mother!"

Qin's poetry was speechless. However, she had long been determined to be with Lin Xuan. Her hand was tightly clasped with Lin Xuan. "Mom, since you said that, OK, I'll also show my attitude!"

"In my life, only Lin Xuan is a husband, and he is only a man."

"If you insist on this, I'd rather leave the hillside villa. In the future, where is Lin Xuan, I'll be there..."

"Lin Xuan, let's go!"

Who knows, Lin Xuan did not follow the Qin poetry, "go? Poetry, this, Yunwu Mountain, hillside villa, is a birthday gift I specially bought for you

"Don't forget that your name is written on the property certificate of the villa on the hillside!"

Instead, she turned to face Luo Ping with a vicious smile on her mouth, and said to Luo Ping rudely: "even if she wants to leave, it's her who will leave, not us!"

"Listen, Luo Ping. From now on, no one wants to separate my poems. If you don't like to live in a villa on the hillside, you'll get out of here immediately!"

Luo Ping immediately felt that her status as the head of the family was threatened.

Her eyes, the size of a copper bell, rolled a few times. The lion roared at Lin Xuan, "Lin Xuan, do you know who you are talking to? You'd better see the situation for me! "

"In those days, if it had not been for our Qin family to take you in, you would have lived to this day, a dead dog who died on the street and would not have been taken care of?"

Lin Xuan is not willing to be outdone, strong momentum, "the person who should recognize the situation is you!"

"You..."

Luo Ping is greatly awed by Lin Xuan's powerful spirit.

She recalled that at that time, Lin Yuan and Lin Yu, and Lin Xuan or blood relatives, he was so fierce.

She will also weigh several times in her heart, can not provoke Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan pushed Luo Ping out of the door. "What are you? If you don't like it, get out immediately!"

Luo Ping had no choice but to look at Qin Shi Shi Shi with innocent eyes. "Qin Shi Shi Shi, did you hear it? What is his attitude? He's a son-in-law, dare to yell and yell at me to get out of here? "

Qin Shishi shook his head slightly, and did not have any pitiful meaning to Luo Ping, "Mom, Lin Xuan is not wrong. You can do whatever you like!"

Luo Ping is stupefied and stands at the door.

Qin poetry followed Lin Xuan and walked into the house, helping Lin Xuan pack his luggage and moving his personal belongings directly into their bedroom.

Aunt Tang saw this, but she was also enthusiastic to help Lin Xuan carry things.

Luo Ping was stunned for a moment, hopped, and said angrily, "good, very good. Since this family can't accommodate me, then no one will want to live. I'll show you my mother's death!"

Speaking, she ran into the room and pulled out a long piece of cloth, which looked like the white silk used for hanging in ancient times.Then he swaggered to the living room and threw the white silk to the chandelier in the living room.

"Today, I'm hanging in this living room. I'll curse you forever!"

She hopped and threw the white silk several times without throwing it on the chandelier.

Lin Xuan and Qin poetry looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

After eating Zheng, aunt Tang looked at Lin Xuan and Qin's poems without saying a word.

However, soon, Lin Xuan went straight past and grabbed the white Ling in Luo Ping's hand.

Luo Ping really thought he had scared Lin Xuan, and he laughed grimly, "you son of a bitch, don't stop me, don't mind me, let my mother hang in this living room, it's always your curse..."

However, to Luo Ping's surprise, even Qin's poetry and aunt Tang's expectation, including Qin Zhenhua, who was standing on the side, looked silly.

Lin Xuan snatched the three foot white silk from Luo Ping's hand and threw it through the chandelier.

He tied a knot on the white silk and made it into a hanging white silk. He raised his hand and motioned to Luo Ping, "come on, don't you want to hang? I'll fix it for you. Please die

Luo Ping is about to spit out blood. She can't think of Lin Xuan's way of doing it. She's just crazy.

"Dog, you..."

Lin Xuan squinted at Luo Ping, "aren't you going to hang yourself? Hang up! I want to see what hanging is like

Luo Ping turned her eyes and said, "don't think I dare, I I'm going to hang it for you

After swallowing his saliva, he stepped forward, stood on tiptoe on a stool, grabbed the hanging white silk and hung it around his neck.

"What? Do you want me to pedal your stool Lin Xuan sneered contemptuously.

He did not know that, with Luo Ping's style, she could not be hanged at all.

This snobbish old woman, known as her mother-in-law, wanted to threaten Lin Xuan and Qin poetry with her death.

But she was wrong. Would Lin Xuan be threatened by her?

"Since you want to die so much, I will help you!"

Looking at Luo Ping, Lin Xuan hesitated and looked at the poems of Qin Dynasty on one side. That posture was to ask for help from Qin poetry.

Lin Xuan grinned grimly at the corner of his mouth, and kicked the stool under Luo Ping's feet away from the ground. The whole person is hanging on the white silk

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