Kuai Chuan: What to do if you madly criticize beauties who refuse to be cannon fodder

Chapter 112 The Salted Fish Princess Does Not Be Cannon Fodder (23)

After realizing what it was, Jiang Ling's breath surged and he staggered and almost fell.

"Jiang Lai!"

He let go with a growl.

Jiang Lai hugged his neck and roared dissatisfied.

"Why! Why are you calling your aunt!"

"You... you are really... unreasonable!"

How can there be so much reasoning with a drunkard, Jiang Ling walked quickly to his yard, kicked open the door and threw Jiang Lai on his bed without turning on the light.

Jiang Ling untied his cuffs irritably, endured the heat and was about to turn around and leave, but unexpectedly, Jiang Lai started moaning again the next second when his back tightened.

"Husband, where are you going..."

Jiang Ling turned his head, his eyesight was very good, even if the lamp was not turned on, he could see Jiang Lai lying on the bed, with long hair draped over his shoulders, a slim figure, and a soft and sweet voice, with a drunken naive look.

The moment he was dazed, Jiang Lai had hugged his waist from behind, tugged on his waistband restlessly, and was still yelling about her husband indiscriminately.

"Jiang Lai, look clearly, who am I?"

Jiang Ling turned around and leaned over to look at the goblin in front of him.

"You are my husband...well..."

Without saying a word, Jiang Ling lowered his head and blocked her mouth.

Jiang Ling's kiss was haphazard, with the viciousness and aggression of killing an enemy on the battlefield. Both hands firmly held Jiang Lai's waist, pressing down in front of her like a hill, and his dark eyes were full of madness after his sanity collapsed. .

"You brought it on yourself."

In the past ten years or so, he has never paid much attention to Jiang Lai. In his opinion, it is just a name, a pawn that can be discarded when it is used up.

I don't know since when there was an extra face in his eyes, sometimes delicate and clean, sometimes charming and seductive.

That's what he wanted to do that day at the foot of the mountain.

But Jiang Lai is not an ordinary woman, once touched it means trouble.

He didn't intend to let anyone in the Jiang family go, but now that things have come to this, let Jiang Lai be an exception.

Or maybe, now is also a way of revenge.

If old Jiang Xiong knew that he was bullying his beloved daughter, it would definitely be worse than killing him.

With such comfort in his heart, Jiang Ling became less burdened, and his strong arms easily pulled her into his arms, aggressing like a doll.

At the last step of breaking through the city wall, the woman in his arms suddenly leaned back. Jiang Ling hurriedly held her head, and when he was about to do something, he realized that Jiang Lai in front of him had fallen asleep.

After finding out, Jiang Ling gritted his teeth and pinched her earlobe vigorously. The other party frowned and had no intention of waking up.

"Jiang Lai?"

"Jiang Lai!"

In the darkness, the man cursed in a low voice, threw the woman in his arms into the quilt and wrapped her up, then rolled over and got out of bed in embarrassment.

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Early the next morning, Jiang Lai opened his eyes, and it was his waist that realized it before his brain.

"hiss--"

The pain, the indescribable soreness made her almost unable to straighten up.

He opened the clothes and saw that there was a bruise on the white and soft waist, which was obviously a fingerprint, and it hurt as if it was going to be embedded in her flesh.

Jiang Lai sighed and leaned on the bed, looking at the curtain in front of him.

This is her side room, which is usually used by relatives. Looking up at the door, there is a bench lying there torn apart. It seems that Jiang Ling was very angry last night.

Jiang Lai stood up with his waist supported, and went to the mirror to have a look.

"Fuck, is Jiang Ling a dog?"

She felt pain last night, but there was no way that the little wolf dog in front of her was handsome and strong, and she also enjoyed it after drinking. If it wasn't for worrying that the secret behind her would be exposed to him, Jiang Lai would never let such a big boy go. You don't eat fat that reaches your mouth.

Now, her lips are bright and red, and the redness that can be seen at a glance makes people dream about it.

Fortunately, she made some ointment for removing putrefaction and promoting muscle growth, and took it with her body. She dug a little and applied it thickly on her lips, waited for a while, and then wiped it off. Most of the redness and swelling on her mouth disappeared, and it was almost invisible.

"Jiang Lai, you're such a beast. You won't let anyone younger than you go. Fortunately, Jiang Ling is determined, otherwise I'll see what you can do if you get away with it."

Almost, almost, the clothes that had faded to the shoulders were torn clean.

Jiang Ling was not a patient master. If Jiang Lai hadn't pretended to be asleep, the mission might have failed early.

Little Pudding was a little scared, but Jiang Lai was full of disappointment.

"Did you see his muscles? Hey... I almost touched them."

The damn Jiang Ling didn't give her a chance to do anything, and kept wrapping her arms around her to kiss her.

"Put on some clothes! Are you selling your body if you can't beat me?"

"Shut up your dog mouth, and you say that my mother is quitting! This is a work-related injury! See how you can pay for it."

When talking about money, Little Pudding suddenly became more polite, and his tone became extraordinarily soft.

"I just changed the network system now, and money is tight. When our mission is over, I will spend money to redeem a few more skills for you, so that you can relax."

Jiang Lai didn't bother to talk to him, and went back to the main house after tidying up her clothes. Xiao Lian helped her wash and dress up, while Luo Yang cleaned outside.

Murong Dun pushed the wheelchair out, looking radiant and energetic as if he had rejuvenated.

Jiang Lai knew at a glance that it was obviously that Luo Yang had painted him a lot of big cakes.

"Ma'am, how did you chat with your mother-in-law last night?"

"Drunk and fell asleep without talking much, how about you? Is your leg still hurting?"

"It's much better. I see that you and your father-in-law are having a good time drinking, and I feel better. Why don't I play host tonight and go to Xiaoxiang Tower for another drink?"

Jiang Lai shook his head.

"Father is going to the northern military camp soon. It is not advisable to drink too much alcohol before leaving. Let's talk about it when he comes back."

"To the barracks? How long?"

"I heard that I didn't come back until after the New Year, why? Husband seems very reluctant."

Murong Dun shook his head again and again.

"What's the matter, if that's the case, let's wait for the father-in-law to come back."

The family sat down for another meal before leaving.

At the dinner table, Qin Feng looked at Jiang Ling's lips, and after hesitating for a long time, he still couldn't help asking.

"A Ling, why did you break your mouth? Have you taken any medicine?"

Hearing what Jiang Ling said, she raised her head and glanced at Jiang Lai. Seeing that she was also full of doubts, she couldn't help feeling depressed and angry.

"It's okay, I was scratched by a cat last night."

"Cat? Where did you get the cat at home?"

Jiang Lai also followed suit.

"Aling, did you drink too much and dreamed last night? Seeing your listless appearance, I don't know if you thought you worked all night."

Jiang Ling looked at her with deep black eyes, carrying a dangerous aura.

"My sister's complexion doesn't look too good, did you work hard last night?"

After hearing this, Jiang Lai twisted his neck and yawned.

"I really didn't sleep well last night. I dreamed that I was bitten by a dog all night..."

Jiang Ling pursed his lips and his eyes became darker.

(End of this chapter)