Qiming was in a fit of anger. He threw her on the ground, took out a cigarette, lit it up, and took a deep puff. He looked at her coldly.
Shen chengjing was thrown to the ground by him. After she had enough rest, she looked up at him.""So, the one who let you go last time was actually your father and not your uncle, right?"
Qiming was unhappy when he heard her calling mo Yancheng 'uncle'.
"Uncle? Was he very old? What right do you have to call him that?" The Prince Charming in Qiming's heart had been destroyed. He immediately threw the cigarette away and came to teach her a lesson.
Shen chengjing put her hand on her forehead. She found that he seemed a little abnormal and could not communicate normally.
"He's older than me. Besides, he's my husband. I can call him whatever I want. " She explained in detail.
"Bang!" His heart seemed to have been torn apart by someone. He pointed at the woman, full of hatred, but he could not do it.
