Time-traveling hunk as wife

Chapter 116

The door of the Xiao Family Manor is now closed, and hundreds of family servants knelt on the ground.

In the huge courtyard, there were hundreds of people, and there was no sound.

The old man of the Xiao family, Xiao Dingtian, sat at the head, his eyes full of sadness and resentment.

"Tell me! Who is it that harmed my grandson and cut off the only descendant of my Xiao family, and my Xiao family will never die with him!"

In the thunderous anger of Lao Tzu Xiao, all the servants and guards who were present that day were secretly executed.

Everyone was trembling, but they didn't dare to make a sound.

Mr. Xiao's eyes are red, he is a direct descendant of the Xiao family, the population is thin, two sons died young, and only one grandson is left for comfort.

He was brought up like jewels and treasures since he was a child. Fortunately, his grandson became a child, and he was able to accept the family business early, so he didn't let his old bones worry about it.

Now that the only grandson died tragically, Mr. Xiao looked like a crazy beast.

A mustache with the appearance of a housekeeper stood out tremblingly, and knelt down on the spot.

"Master, Young Master Sun arrested a person a few days ago, saying that he wanted to replace Brother Yu as the Flower Goddess. It was this villain who colluded with outsiders and killed Young Master Sun."

Xiao La's eyes flashed coldly when he heard the words, and he ruthlessly smashed the white jade wine glass in his hand.

Slowly walked down the steps, came to Brother Yu, raised his hand and slapped his face, and said in a cold voice: "Since Brother Yu doesn't want to be the goddess of flowers, I think that silly boy from the Li family is very suitable for him, and I will marry you tomorrow." Let's go. Others must find that person for me, at any cost."

Lu Ming, who has become a thorn in the side of others and a thorn in his flesh, has no self-consciousness at all.

The wound on the buttocks slowly began to heal, and the stage of granulation was extremely itchy.

Lin Han was afraid that he would scratch it, so he always grabbed his hand and refused to scratch it.

"Daughter-in-law, just scratch it, scratch it, it's too itchy!"

Lu Ming's hands were held in Lin Han's palms with one hand, and he couldn't pull them out no matter how much he pulled. He was about to cry, but his wife was too strong.

He could subdue himself with one hand, so there was nothing he could do. Lu Ming tried his best to suck his teeth, but he still couldn't move an inch.

The wound was extremely itchy, and he wanted to scratch off a piece of skin to relieve his hatred.

Lin Han smiled, poured a cup of tea leisurely with the other hand, and brought it to Lu Ming's mouth: "Are you thirsty, have a cup of tea."

Lu Ming looked at his daughter-in-law angrily, took a sip of tea, then slackened his strength, lay softly on Lin Han's lap, and looked at him with aggrieved eyes.

"Daughter-in-law, the wound is really itchy, blow it off."

Lu Ming is like a good rabbit, Lin Han's heart is soft.

He could only reach out and slowly stroke the texture near the wound to relieve his itching.

After a while, Lu Ming felt better, got up slowly, kissed the corner of Lin Han's mouth, and said in a low voice, "Hero, why are you so bad, and you still hold my hand."

At this moment, the dumb servant driving in front suddenly knocked on the door, but did not come in.

Lin Han's eyes flickered, and he patted the back of Lu Ming's hand, signaling him to get out of the car and take a look.

Lu Mingzheng was so happy, how could he leave, he pushed Lin Han half against the wall of the carriage with his backhand, and carefully kissed his favorite thin lips.

After a while, the carriage door was suddenly pushed open vigorously.

Mo Wu yelled loudly: "Master Lu! Master Lu, I heard that you were injured. Which... the grandson of the turtle did it..."

Mo Wu's face was black and red. Although Lin Han in the carriage reacted quickly, he pulled the quilt to cover Lu Ming's body.

But Lu Ming was half hanging on Lin Han's body, his calf was bare, and his mouth was still pouted.