As soon as song Zhenzhen heard him say such words, his back bristled with fear.

"You... You... What are you doing?" Song Zhenzhen shrank back frequently and finally made himself into a small ball.

What are you doing? Do you need to ask?

Under the black shirt, his arm muscles all bulged one by one, full of male power. He and song Zhenzhen's delicate form a strong visual stimulation.

After being absent for so long, Wanyan Jiatai now sees song Zhenzhen with green eyes.

When he took off the belt around his waist, he heard song Zhenzhen holding the quilt and shouting, "Grandpa --"

Wanyan Jiatai: "

Old man Wanyan was really frightened by the call. Together with the old housekeeper, he didn't knock on the door and broke in directly.

As soon as song Zhenzhen saw the Savior coming, his vigorous steps seemed to have been practiced. He ran to the old man's back and hid: "Grandpa, he's going to hit me!"

Wanyan Jiatai held the belt and looked silly. After reacting, he quickly explained: "don't talk nonsense, I didn't move you a finger."

Old man Wanyan looked suspiciously at his granddaughter-in-law hiding behind him: "why did he hit you?"

Song Zhenzhen bit his finger wrongly: "he... He blames me for taking you to play games."

Old man Wanyan poked his crutch on the ground: "nonsense, you can beat your wife for this matter?"

Wanyan Jiatai said I was wronged!

"Look, he's going to hit me with a belt!" Seeing the old man's hesitation, song Zhenzhen quickly pointed to the belt and complained.

Wanyan Jiatai looked down, his face twitched twice, and his five fingers closed tightly in an instant.

"Hey, hey -" old man Wanyan picked up a stick and pointed to his grandson: "you're too much. It's wrong to beat your daughter-in-law, but you still beat her with a belt. I think you're going over and back."

"Grandpa, i... when did I say I hit you with a belt, I..." Wanyan Jiatai pointed to song Zhenzhen hiding behind old man Wanyan and forced a sentence from between his teeth: "give you another chance. Honestly, have I hit you?"

"If Grandpa hadn't been here, you would have hit me!" Song Zhenzhen said that and immediately retracted his head.

The housekeeper shook his head: "prince, I really didn't say you this time. My wife is used to hurt. How can I be like you..."

"What have I done?" Wanyan Jiatai roared angrily.

The housekeeper choked on his roar and hurriedly rubbed behind the old man: "Sir, it's up to you."

"Let's go. Let's go down."

Song Zhenzhen, who was hiding behind old man Wanyan, saw his husband's black face at the bottom of the pot and spit out his tongue at him.

Seeing her complacent face, Wanyan Jiatai's eyes contracted violently twice. While song Zhenzhen wasn't aware of it, he rushed up with a vigorous step and grabbed her wrist.

Song Zhenzhen was startled and said, "Oh, Grandpa... Grandpa..."

Old man Wanyan turned back and stared at his grandson fiercely: "you're not finished, are you?"

Wanyan Jiatai's handsome face, who turned all sentient beings upside down, was now covered with clouds. There was an amazing wave in his painted black eyes. He stared directly at Song Zhenzhen: "come here!"

Song Zhenzhen forced herself back and looked at old man Wanyan like asking for help: "Grandpa, Grandpa..."

Old man Wanyan has never touched his grandson in his life. This time, he was really angry with Wanyan Jiatai.

"Tell you, spread it out, spread it out to me, do you hear me! Jiatai, smelly boy, are your wings hard? Say it again, spread it out to me!"

Wanyan Jiatai motionless dragged song Zhenzhen and pursed at the corners of his mouth.

Song Zhenzhen patted the door frame: "let go, let go!"

Seeing his grandson's stubbornness, old man Wanyan was also angry. He picked up his crutch and shone on Wanyan Jiatai's ass.

"Hiss -" Wanyan Jiatai was so old that he was beaten on the ass. he covered the place where he was hurt and said discontentedly, "Grandpa, what are you doing?"

"I beat you, can't you see? Spread out!"

Under the coercion of master Wanyan, Wanyan Jiatai reluctantly released his hand: "wait for me."

"What are you waiting for? I think you're really impatient. Go, really, let's ignore him."

"Yes."

"Go change your clothes and grandpa will take you out to play."

"But..."

"What are you afraid of? I'll stand here. You go to the dressing room and change. I think he can do something to you!"

With the words of the old man, song Zhenzhen ran into the dressing room like she won the gold medal of exemption from death. After a while, she changed her clothes and came out.

When I passed by Wanyan Jiatai, I almost walked around.

"Really, go."

The grandparents and grandchildren swaggered away from Wanyan Jiatai.

What's worse, they even took Jianxiong with them.

This makes Wanyan Jiatai feel that he is not even as good as a dog?

……

In the park around the lake, song Zhenzhen led Jianxiong, and old man Wanyan followed the housekeeper.

Not far away, there are several border herdsmen playing and frolicking with each other.

When Jianxiong saw it, he ran there. Song Zhenzhen couldn't hold it.

"Jianxiong... Don't go there, Jianxiong. He's a border animal husbandry and ranks first in IQ. What are you doing here, who ranks 32? He won't play with you!"

Who knows Jianxiong ran even harder after hearing these words.

It seems to prove to her that the gap between dogs is really that big. I don't believe it.

Facts have proved that smart border herdsmen do not play with silly dogs.

Stimulated, Jianxiong began to dig the earth with his head down. The more he dug, the more vigorous he was. The earth flew everywhere, which could be compared with a small excavator.

Song Zhenzhen squatted aside, dragging his cheeks to see it planed.

Planing and planing, Jianxiong raised his head and looked behind song Zhenzhen. Song Zhenzhen turned his head and almost didn't scare him to fly.

Wanyan Jiatai?

"You --"

Old man Wanyan was "flirting" with the old housekeeper not far away. He didn't notice song Zhenzhen until he heard the dog barking. Hey, where's song Zhenzhen?

At this time, song Zhenzhen was carried away by Wanyan Jiatai like a sack.

He walked very fast. Song Zhenzhen's stomach was about to be bumped out. His long black hair hung upside down on his back. It was dazzling, as if he was carrying a mop.

"Hey, you let go of me, let go of me, Jianxiong is still there."

"Jianxiong can't run." When he left, he wound the rope around the root of the tree. With that stupid dog's IQ, I must not know how to solve it.

A dark sports car was parked on the roadside. Wanyan Jiatai opened the door, first stuffed song Zhenzhen in, and then locked the door.

The prince got into the car, turned back and smiled at Song Zhenzhen: "look who will save you later, his mother."

You can search "wife is not tired of cheating: Lord Lou, I'm wrong! Jiutao novel (9taoxs. Com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!