The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

Mu Yuansheng rolled his eyes.

Meng Ying had already raised her leg up the steps, and as soon as she went up, a huge force rushed out of it.

Meng Ying's body was completely out of control, and she rushed out weightlessly.

Mu Yuansheng jumped out to catch her, and the two of them had already withdrawn for several meters.

"How is it?" Mu Yuansheng held her steady with a worried expression on his face.

Meng Ying shook her head, her eyes suddenly became cold and staring at the room, "It's all here, why don't you come out and make gestures?"

Mu Yuansheng noticed the changes around him.

It was silent, the air became extremely thin, and the temperature seemed to drop a lot.

Who would have thought that in such a defeated small village, there would be such a powerful aura.

Sure enough, there are experts in the world.

There was silence in the house, Meng Ying narrowed her eyes slightly, and stepped up the steps again.

Mu Yuansheng followed behind her and entered with her.

At the last step, the door opens from the inside.

"Who are you? What's the matter here?" This man is a burly figure, with a national character face, black skin, wearing coarse cloth clothes, trouser legs rolled up, a pair of Jiefang shoes on his feet, and mud on the sides of the shoes.

Meng Ying smiled at the incoming person, "This strong man, are you the master of this house?"

"No."

"Then can I ask the master to come out for a comment?"

"No."

Meng Ying's smile widened, "The strong man is a refreshing person."

"Get out!"

"Not going to roll." Meng Ying smiled, "What's more, you just hurt people first, I can't leave without asking for anything."

The strong man stepped forward.

Mu Yuansheng stood in front of Meng Ying instantly.

The strong man is tall and big, but Mu Yuansheng is not short, even a few centimeters taller than this man.

What's more, Mu Yuan's angry field is strong, and the opponent can't hold him down at all.

Meng Ying poked her head out from behind Mu Yuansheng, stretched out her hand to hook Mu Yuansheng's chin, and moved frivolously, "Husband, you made my heart beat faster."

Mu Yuansheng glanced at her, showing helplessness.

She can always play with him when the atmosphere is tense.

The strong man saw that they didn't listen to him at all, his face was even more ugly, "If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

"If you die or not, it's not you who have the final say." Meng Ying stared behind him, "Since the host is unwilling to come out, then I will go to the meeting."

As soon as the voice fell, Meng Ying's figure flashed and she had entered the house.

The brawny man never expected that Meng Ying was so powerful, and was about to get Meng Ying out, and Mu Yuan gave birth.

Mu Yuansheng didn't know exactly what Meng Ying was going to do. Since he had already arrived, he had to ensure that Meng Ying went well.

The two people fought outside, and the brawny man had some punches and kicks, but he was far behind Mu Yuansheng.

Soon, the strong man was thrown to the ground by Mu Yuansheng.

At the same time, Meng Ying grabbed a person out, threw it outside, and the other person lay on the ground.

"I thought it was so powerful, it turned out to be a pretender." Meng Ying clapped her hands, "but there is one thing to say, your craftsmanship can indeed bluff others."

People lying on the ground are thinner than strong men, and they have to be honest, and look more like native farmers.

The rain on the ground hadn't dried yet, and the clothes on my chest were wet when I got up.

The strong man quickly helped him up, and the two of them stepped aside and stared at them, "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

"I heard that someone wants to come to this village to help the poor, and there is a big road to be built here. You don't want to let it, right?" Meng Ying asked.

"This is the place where our ancestors lived, of course we can't let it!" The thin man widened his eyes, angrily. .

Meng Ying curled her lips and smiled, very coquettishly, "Where did your ancestors live? I said, why are you bragging about not making a manuscript? You are a **** than me!"