The Almighty Wife explodes

"That's right, even if the quarrel lasted so late, I didn't delay getting up and cooking the next day. It's really good. I'm very relieved."

As she spoke, she reached out and picked up an osmanthus white cake and held it in her hand.

"Push!" Liu Mei's face was frosty, and she smashed the bowls and chopsticks on the table, "Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat all day long, why don't you eat to death?"

Hey?
She had a quarrel with Jiancheng, so why vent her anger on herself?

Meng Yao glanced at her, and replied unceremoniously, "Then you are angry all day, why don't you be mad at you?"

"You cheap girl, you cursed me to death, you don't know the rules and you are arrogant, okay, today I will teach you to understand the rules well!"

Liu Mei raised her head and was about to hit her in the face.

However, just as it was lifted in mid-air, Meng Yao grabbed her wrist and twisted it clockwise.

Suddenly, pig-killing cries sounded in the hall.

"It hurts, it hurts, help, I killed someone!"

"What's the matter, what's the matter!" Only the sound of treading footsteps came from upstairs.

Several people who heard the movement went downstairs one after another.

Meng Yao flicked Liu Mei's hand to the side, causing her to fall sideways as well, her waist hit the corner of the table, and she screamed shrillly.

"what!"

Liu Mei covered her waist, her lips trembling from the pain.

Meng Yao shrugged her shoulders with an innocent look on her face, "It has nothing to do with me, you are the one who wanted to attack me, so what I'm doing is at most just self-defense, yes, it's just self-defense."

But there are always people who don't believe her.

Meng Qingya went over to help Liumei with distress.

Then he yelled in the living room with a sharp, ghost-like voice.

"Meng Yao, you are going to die. You clearly did it to my mother on purpose. I know you don't like my mother and me, so you don't have to do it so hard!"

Here it is, and started blaming her again.

Meng Yao folded her hands in front of her chest and looked at Meng Qingya with great interest.

"I beat her hard?"

Meng Qingya paused for breath, and then nodded, "Isn't it? It's all your fault, look at how my mother is doing, your heart is really vicious, today is my mother, tomorrow may be my father was murdered by you."

Meng Jiancheng's heart skipped a beat.

Yes, what if it is me next time.

Suddenly, his eyes sharpened.

"Why, even Jiancheng, you think I'm trying to kill you?" Meng Yao beat Meng Jiancheng, turned her head and asked him, with a playful look on her face.

Meng Jiancheng nodded, and was about to scold her for being ridiculous.

However, what Meng Yao did next made all his words stuck in his throat.

"Poisonous hands? Huh?" Meng Yao seemed to have heard a big joke.

With a long body, she raised her foot neatly and kicked the table. Suddenly, the round marble table cracked a big hole as long as an arm.

"hiss!"

The rest of the people gasped.

They are all wondering what will happen if this kick hits them.

Even kicking it on a round table caused such a great destructive force, it was marble, very hard marble!
If it falls on a person, it is estimated that the bones of the person will be kicked and broken.

Thinking of this, everyone took several steps back and looked at Meng Yao with the eyes of a monster.

Meng Yao looked at them contemptuously, stretched out her delicate hand, and pointed to the cracked opening, "If I did something wrong, you would have died long ago, if you blame me next time, this table will be your end! "