Loved by old men

When Song Linzhi returned home, a layer of paint was sprayed on the log door, which read——

"Song Lin's bastard, ruin my youth and ruin my reputation!"

The font is pretty nice.Song Linzhi smiled, no need to think about who did it.

Pushing open the door, facing a pungent smell, he couldn't help frowning, raised his hand and pinched his nose.

Looking around, the floor of the living room is full of ceramic fragments, and the patterns seem to be antique porcelain that he just bought a few days ago.The leather sofa in the living room was cut with a knife, and the tables and chairs in the dining room were all destroyed.

The whole family was in a mess.

Song Lin's eyebrows moved slightly, his eyes felt cold, and his heart couldn't bear it.

Does this brat know how much it cost him? !

The veins on his forehead were throbbing, and he almost had a heart attack when he walked into the bedroom.

There were footprints all over his bed, the sheets and quilts were all torn, glass shards were all over the floor in the bedroom, and the same sentence as the door was written on the floor-to-ceiling windows with spray paint.

Song Linzhi kicked the bastard's room straight away, the luggage was still there, it seemed that he hadn't run away yet.

He was about to come out to call the bastard, but he was kicked behind him unexpectedly, and almost fell to the ground.

Yin Yu was hiding at the door of his room, where he ambushed the bastard.After kicking at the opponent, he put a piece of clothing around Song Linzhi's head and pressed him to the ground.

Song Linzhi didn't have any precautions, and the bastard's movements were too fast. Before he had time to react, he was thrown to the ground, and the back of his head hit the cold hard floor, which made him gasp.

Immediately afterwards, Yin Yu's fist hit him.

The stinky bastard cursed as he smashed it: "Despicable villain! Insidious and cunning! I'll fucking kill you! Let you kill me!"

Song Linzhi was punched by him a few times, and after recovering, he grabbed his hand with such strength that Yin Yu let out a scream.

"Old bastard, let me go!" How the hell did he fight back!This is not what was planned!

"Stinky bastard, isn't it itchy?" Song Linzhi pulled off the clothes on his head, counterattacked and pressed him under his body, his eyes sank, and he said in a cold voice: "Open your mouth and shut up, you bastard, you stinky mouth is just trying to get hurt!" hand?"

"How dare you!" Yin Yu stiffened his neck and widened his eyes.

Song Linzhi grabbed his wrists with his right hand and pressed them directly to the top of his head, patted his little face with his left hand, gritted his teeth and threatened, "I won't spoil you like your father, you really pissed me off today."

"Let go of me!" Yin Yu was not afraid of the men's threats at all, and twisted and struggled under the man's body, "Uh...it hurts..."

His wrist hurt and he was gripped even tighter.

Hold!The old bastard is obviously a cowardly chicken at ordinary times!

Song Linzhi didn't know what he was thinking, and glanced at the bed beside him.He directly picked up the brat, threw the brat onto the bed, and smashed it on the bed.

"Fuck!" Yin Yu yelled, and two physical tears came out of the corners of his eyes because his head hit the bed.

Before he could slow down, the old bastard quickly pulled off his tie.Immediately afterwards, the tie was tied to both of his wrists.

Song Linzhi tied a tight knot, held him down and pulled out his trouser belt, and flung it into the air, making a frightening whistling sound.

He looked down at Yin Yu condescendingly, and suddenly laughed, "You son of a bitch, you can't just move your mouth, you have to force me to do it myself."

The author has something to say

A brat like Yin Yu, who is furry, irritable, and even cries, has to be dealt with by a ghost (_)