Doting on a wealthy family: Difficult to deal with a strong wife

Everyone was stunned and held their breath, wondering how the man hugging the woman would react when he heard the word from her mouth?

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Yingfeng seemed very honored by this, blinked his beautiful eyes at her, and said happily: "It is a great honor for Yingfeng to receive such praise from my wife, wife, thank you for your approval."

"Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop!" Hearing the man utter such unscrupulous words, Yue Cheng and the others almost simultaneously lost their feet and fell to the ground of the passage in a very disfigured manner, making such dull sounds.

Yue Menglong was awakened by these voices, turned around and couldn't help asking strangely: "Huh? Dad, grandpa, ancestor, existence, are you all swollen? Why are you making such dull noises? If you want to sit down, you have to pay attention, because it sounds painful."

Hearing his daughter's words, Yue Cheng's hair was full of black lines, and he said angrily: "Take care of that cheap man in your family, if you want to say such things, wait until you go back."

"Puff! Puff haha..." Hearing his father say such words, Yue Menglong laughed unkindly.

She raised her hand, beat on the man beside her, and cursed in a disfigured way: "Damn it, it's you, look, you made Dad fall to the ground."

Ouyang Yingfeng carried his slut to the end, stretched out his hand to pamper his beloved wife's little hand, and said flatteringly: "Honey, how can you blame me for this swelling? They are too serious, okay? I'm just talking to my wife It's just a matter of heart, why do they want such a big reaction?"

As he said that, he still bowed his head, buried his head deeply in her shoulder socket, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and swayed back and forth coquettishly: "Wife, don't listen to them, let's continue, okay? Wife, Yingfeng likes you Praise, please continue to praise me."

Yue Menglong was helplessly entangled by him, and wanted to push him away, but unfortunately, his hands around her slender waist seemed casual, but she knew that as long as she took a action, he would immediately tighten them, preventing her from leaving. his arms.

"Okay, hurry up and let go. Now that the aura is strong here, sister has to work hard to strengthen her cultivation." How could Yue Menglong be cheap with him, there is no bottom line.

When Ouyang Yingfeng heard this, he didn't let go. Instead, he hugged her and said dotingly: "Okay, wife, come on, my husband will help you to sit down, so that you won't be ashamed if you fall like Dad and the others. Let's not learn from them, we have to sit down gracefully."

Yue Menglong heard that he seized the opportunity to laugh at the other four people at this time, and almost burst out laughing. Fortunately, she didn't want to give the cheeky man next to her another chance to act cute, so she obediently sat cross-legged in the aisle with his support Hard ground.

Ouyang Yingfeng saw that she was sitting down, and then carefully let go, and did not forget to remind: "Honey, you have to sit still, I will let go."

"Let's go, I'm sitting very firmly, I won't fall." Yue Mengyu smiled helplessly, turned to look at Ni Cuncun and asked, "Has your boss always been this talkative?"

"Ma'am, you are wrong. The boss always cherishes words like gold in front of others, but he is so long-winded only in front of you." Ni Cuncun replied seriously.

Ouyang Yingfeng ignored the conversation between her and Ni, and still cared about me and said: "Honey, Yingfeng really let go, don't you miss the feeling of being hugged by Yingfeng? Don't you want me to hug you for a while longer? Is it? Do you..."

"That's enough." Yue Mengyu couldn't listen anymore, glared at him angrily, and said seriously, "Cultivation, if you waste your precious training time and say one more word to me, you will be punished for one year. Three steps closer to me."

Hearing her serious words, Ouyang Yingfeng shrank his neck in fear, and looked at her with an innocent face. Although he bit his lips tightly and didn't say a word, the accusation in his eyes was more poignant than a thousand words. Heart, seeing Yue Menglong softened, and his tone softened.

Stretching out his hands to rub his handsome face, he said softly: "Yingfeng, let's stop making trouble, shall we? Now is such a good time to practice, it's important to strengthen your cultivation as soon as possible."

"En." Ouyang Yingfeng stared at her affectionately, nodded vigorously, approving what she said, and finally let go of her hand carefully, never leaving her eyes, and stepped back reluctantly, about three steps away, and then faced Facing her, sit cross-legged.

Seeing his aggrieved appearance, Yue Menglong smiled distressedly and said: "Okay, as long as you don't talk nonsense, you can still speak."

"Thank you, wife! My wife is the best." Hearing her let go, Ouyang Yingfeng's aggrieved expression disappeared instantly, and he said happily, "My wife, let's practice. When our cultivation level improves, we leave this place and go back to find someone else. Where we are, let’s continue flirting.”

Yue Menglong really wanted to roll her eyes, but seeing his expectant eyes, she still held back, nodded and replied: "Okay, I see."

As she said that, before he could continue speaking, she had already closed her eyes, took a deep breath to adjust her breathing state, and let herself quickly enter a state of meditation.

She knew that if she said something else, that guy might have tens of thousands of words to please her and be good. Instead of doing that, it's better to tell him with actions that my sister has entered cultivation, you'd better shut up for her.

Sure enough, after seeing her close her eyes, Ouyang Yingfeng stopped being cute, calmed down, calmed down, closed her eyes, and soon entered the state of cultivation.

The passage finally quieted down, the other four people looked at each other, let out a long breath, with a wry smile on their faces, and then entered into meditation one after another.

"Om!" I don't know how long it took, a dull loud sound, and a strong impetus, awakened everyone from their cultivation, and made their bodies sitting cross-legged tottering, six pairs of eyes opened suddenly, terrified look at each other.

"What happened?" The six people asked this question almost in unison while carefully steadying their bodies.

Immediately, everyone seemed to have thought of something, and looked into the depths of the passage, with doubts and worries on their faces.

They could clearly feel that the dull voice just now came from inside. In such a distant place, it sounds so powerful. What is Yue Feiyang's state at the center of the sound wave?They couldn't even imagine it.

And the powerful thrust acting on himself and others also came from that direction. If that kind of force was in the center, who could bear it?