The Profligate Madam of the Family

   Chapter 393 You are amazing, come on!

  Everyone looked at Mo Rinyuan, and deeply felt Mo Rinyuan’s dissatisfaction with this chicken.

  Chicken also looked at Mo Rinyuan very dissatisfied, his small eyes were disgusting and contemptuous, and his sharp mouth was also eager to peck at Mo Rinyuan.

  Of course, in front of Leng Rongrong, this chicken is still very restrained.

  It glanced at Mo Linyuan with fierce eyes, and then looked at Leng Rongrong again with a pitiful look.

   "It's called **." After Li Ruhua finished speaking, there was something wrong with this sentence.

  Tang Luo also nodded.

  A few people in the family, except Leng Rongrong, are not satisfied with this chicken.

   "Not so good, right?" Leng Rongrong frowned.

  The big **** nodded wildly, yes, it was not very good, very not very good.

  How can it be called chicken.

  Although it is just a chicken, it must have a name, right?

   Doesn’t it deserve a name?

   "Storm, rain, storm..." Leng Rongrong looked at the chicken and suddenly thought of a good idea, his eyes lit up and said, "Or call it a crit!"

   "It's really a violent chicken." Tang Luo rubbed his aching face and said as he watched the crit.

  "The grumpy rooster, short, violent chicken." Li Ruhua nodded. He looked at the crit in front of him, with an urge to kill it.

  Roast chicken, stewed chicken, white cut chicken, roast chicken, fried chicken, mushroom stewed chicken, are they not delicious?

  Why should we keep a chicken here?

  Critical Strike apparently offended everyone as soon as it entered this house. Its violent temper was not left.

  Several men stared at the crit, and the crit was like a well-behaved little pet, screaming cute to Leng Rongrong.

  Of course, as a standard big cock, no matter how cute it is, it will not be cute.

   "From now on, you will call a crit." Leng Rongrong touched the head of the crit, and said to the crit, "Don't attack the family, just deal with the bad guys."

  Critically nodded.

  Because of the name, this big **** is even more proud and his chest is straightened up.

  When the storm and rain came over, I just saw Leng Rongrong giving the crit the name, and then saw the crit coming towards them.

  When the crit went in front of the storm and rain, he flapped his wings.

  This crit is terrible.

   Rainstorm:! ! !

  Storm:! ! !

  Both big animals felt the provocation from this little one.

  These two big animals watched the crit in disbelief. Such a small chicken dare to provoke them?

  Don’t you think they are bigger and more powerful?

  Critical Strike just walked out like this, arrogantly, but the storm and rain were incredible.

  There is only one feeling of falling out of favor with the two big ones.

  Then, the two big boys walked towards Leng Rongrong, one left and the other stretched out their heads to beg their parents.

  Leng Rongrong:? ? ? ?

  She looked at the storm and rain in surprise.

  The storm made an appearance begging to be touched, and the storm shook his head like a baby.

"It doesn't matter if the storm asks for petting, you are a horse... such a big head, so dangling and acting like a baby, it's not cute at all." Leng Rongrong frowned, although she said so, she reached out and touched the rainstorm. Head.

  The rainstorm stretched out his neck vividly.

  The storm and rain were both rubbing against Leng Rongrong, who was almost completely blocked by the two giants.

  Mo Linyuan frowned and watched the storm and rain.

  A Mo Nanyu left, and another grumpy chicken. Now these two big ones are also coming to join in the fun, and come to be petted?

  What about him?

   Isn’t this woman his? Isn't it his wife?

   "Go away, you two!" Mo Linyuan said displeasedly toward the storm, "This is my woman! Who dares to steal a woman from me?"

  The storm and the torrential rain looked at Mo Linyuan, stunned.

  Critical Strike, after all, is simple-minded, afraid of everything, and will be stewed in a big deal, but the two of them are still a little afraid of Mo Linyuan.

  After all, they can't beat Mo Linyuan.

  The storm and rain flashed.

  Mo Linyuan looked at his wife, and said unhappily, "Please touch me."

  Tang Luo and Li Ruhua suddenly thundered.

  A man who is powerful and terrifying in front of others, at this moment will actually say such a sentence...

  So, is their young master trained by the young lady?

  Leng Rongrong: "..."

   Mo Linyuan stared straight at Leng Rongrong.

  Leng Rongrong raised his hand, trying to touch Mo Linyuan's head, but before his hand reached it, he was blocked by Mo Linyuan.

   "How can you touch me with the hand that touched that chicken's head?" Mo Rinyuan raised his eyebrows, and the surrounding temperature seemed to become gloomy and cold.

  Li Ruhua and Tang Luo took the ointment and hid in the corner to rub each other.

   Then, Leng Rongrong was carried upstairs by Mo Linyuan, and then went into the bathroom.

  ……

   After some toss, it was late at night, and Leng Rongrong fell asleep tired.

  Mo Linyuan gently covered Leng Rongrong with the quilt, then he put on his pajamas and got up. After walking out of the room, Mo Linyuan went downstairs.

  Tang Luo and Li Ruhua are chasing some drama in the living room.

   Seeing Mo Rinyuan come down, he raised his head to look at Mo Rinyuan.

  "Young Master? What can I do when I get down so late?" Tang Luo asked.

   "Chicken." Mo Rinyuan narrowed his eyes.

  He wants to get rid of that chicken. This chicken really makes him annoying.

   "Chicken?" Tang Luo and Li Ruhua looked at each other, immediately stood up from the sofa and nodded excitedly, "Go, let's cook it together!"

  Three men, headed by Fourth Master Mo, walked out of the living room.

  As soon as I got out of the living room, I heard the backyard screams of violent storms, and the sound of torrential rain. At the same time, there was a terrible sound of chicken feet and flapping wings.

   "The tempest, the torrential rain has done this chicken?" Li Ruhua said, "They shouldn't like this proud chicken too much!"

   "Then it will save trouble." Tang Luo flexed his fists, "I have disfigured my face, I must not let it go!"

  Mo Linyuan had a gloomy and handsome face. He straddled his long legs and walked to the backyard first.

  In the backyard, the situation is different from what a few people imagined.

  The chicken has no problems.

  It flies high, standing on the branch of an old tree, relying on its own height, storms and rain cannot attack it, it **** its wings frantically, triumphantly.

  Both storm and rain seem to have been attacked by crit.

  Storm's face is swollen.

  There are no hairs in several places on the body of the rainstorm.

   "It's useless." Mo Linyuan glanced at the heavy rain and wind.

   Rainstorm:? ? ?

  Storm:? ? ?

  The two majors only looked at Mo Linyuan, and then took a step back. One pair, you are great, come on! Looks like.

  (End of this chapter)