In the living room.
Pei Aiguo was completely drunk, sprawled across the table. Ma Hongxia squinted at him, lowered her head, shoveled the remaining rice from the bowl into her mouth, and chewed furiously. With a "clack," she slammed the bowl and chopsticks on the table, saying with disdain, "Why are you drinking so much if you can't handle it?"
"You can't even drink more than your son, you useless old bastard!"
Pei Aiguo mumbled a lot of words in rebuttal, but not a single one of them was clear.
Above the table, everything looks so warm and lively, while below the table...
Yuan Jiang gently bit her red lips with her white teeth, clearly feeling the scorching heat coming from under Pei Zhuo's slender and strong calves.
His leg muscles gradually became harder.
Her thick, curled eyelashes trembled as she looked at Pei Zhuo, her eyes at a loss and embarrassed.
Pei Zhuo stared at Yuan Jiang with a fiery and obsessed gaze. For a moment, she seemed to see a ray of darkness rolling up from the bottom of his eyes, but it disappeared in a flash.
The movement of his feet did not stop. Pei Zhuo's thin and strong calves slowly and seductively stroked Yuan Jiang's calves.
His eyes were deep and fiery, revealing a strong aggressiveness, possessiveness, and determination to win.
Yuan Jiang clenched her chopsticks.
Sudden--
When Pei Aiguo struggled to stand up, he threw the chopsticks on the table to the ground with one hand. Ma Hongxia glared at him angrily and quickly squatted down to pick them up.
“!!!” Pei Zhuo’s pupils widened a little, and with a muffled “bang” sound, his tall body swayed. He put his hands on the table in a panic, and only then did he manage to stabilize his posture.
His face was flustered, hot sweat broke out on his forehead, and he subconsciously glanced at Yuan Jiang: "Wife, wife."
Yuan Jiang looked at him calmly, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and slowly stood up: "Mom, I'm going back to my room first."
"Okay." Ma Hongxia picked up the chopsticks, glanced at Pei Zhuo, who had an unusual expression, and then looked at Yuan Jiang, who had a calm face. "You must be tired after a day, go back to your room and rest."
Yuan Jiang nodded, noticing that Pei Zhuo's eyes were always on her. She didn't even look back at him, but proudly swung her pigtails and walked away with a hum.
Taking this opportunity to start a cold war with Pei Zhuo,
I won't do that anymore.
Although she is a little fox who needs the nourishment of hot love,
But it couldn't withstand Pei Zhuo's nourishment day and night!
Pei Zhuo's bony fingers pressed harder on the corner of the table. The veins on the back of his hand bulged, and the blood vessels bulged as if they had exploded. His thin, crimson lips were pursed into a straight line, his brows twitched, and the pair of dark eyes beneath his brows were like the abyss, staring at Yuan Jiang's departing back with a morbid darkness and jealousy.
He just felt extremely uncomfortable all over, as if something was burning inside his body. The burning pain gnawed at his whole body, constantly devouring his sanity and patience.
Obviously, when he was still a fool, his wife liked him so much, why is she willing to ignore him and treat him coldly now?
Is he really worse than a fool now?
Why does that fool have the right?!
Pei Zhuo was almost devoured by jealousy. He gritted his teeth and tried hard to restrain the urge to step forward and question and force her!
"Son, are you having a conflict with your daughter-in-law?" Ma Hongxia shuddered, turned around to see Pei Zhuo looking furious, her heart skipped a beat, and asked tentatively.
Pei Zhuo's eyes grew even colder and darker when asked this question. He stood up and said firmly, "No."
It was the daughter-in-law who unilaterally didn't want to pay attention to him.
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