My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Fang Yueqiu, "..."

She is helping her future daughter-in-law teach her son a lesson. Why is the future daughter-in-law unhappy?

The character of the future daughter-in-law is really strange!

"Yueqiu, forget it. Let the children solve their own problems!" Song Zhuo grabbed his wife who still wanted to talk and shook her head.

Fang Yueqiu looked at her daughter-in-law again and saw that she was still waiting for her. She couldn't help sighing slightly.

Forget it, no matter how fierce the future daughter-in-law is, her future mother-in-law is also her future daughter-in-law. She is a mother-in-law, just be broad-minded.

"Hum! Smelly boy, take care of your own affairs. If you can't take care of it, I'll smoke you! " Can't be cruel to her future daughter-in-law, Fang Yueqiu can only teach her son a lesson.

Song Zixuan, "!" Where's his mother? Please return it!

Song Zhuo patted his son on the shoulder in front of the sea.

Song Zixuan, "!" Where's his father? Did his father elope with his mother!

"Master Lu..." after telling his son, song zhuohai wanted to ask Lu Zijia to leave together.

However, Lu Zijia interrupted with a smile, "Mr. Song and Mrs. song, you misunderstood. Song Zixuan had no relationship with this young lady.

Therefore, there will be no children belonging to song Zixuan. "

Song zhuohai, Fang Yueqiu, "??!"

"No relationship, no children, that, that..." Fang Yueqiu was shocked and looked subconsciously at Ye Xingu.

Is it the girl who lied?

"Nonsense! I've had a relationship with brother Zixuan. I still have brother Zixuan's children. I have brother Zixuan's children. You can't take my brother Zixuan! "

You won't want me, you won't want our children, will you? Brother Zixuan, answer me, answer me! "

Song Zixuan looked up at the ceiling. He wanted to talk, but you gave me a chance to talk!.

Song Zixuan collapsed and didn't want to talk.

At the moment, Fang Yueqiu didn't notice her son's collapse because she was shocked by Ye Xinxuan's words.

"Master Lu, Master Lu, she, she said you robbed her, er... Master Lu, you and my son..."

Fang Yueqiu swallowed her saliva with some difficulty, and Lu Zijia carefully asked her words.

Lu Zijia, "..." is she lying down and shot? Oh, no, she's standing.

"Mom! I beg you to stop thinking about it! "

Hearing that his mother even talked him to Lu Zijia again, song Zixuan's heart collapsed again, and he still couldn't help opening his mouth.

Lu Zijia is the evil woman of Mu Tianyan. You even involve me with her. You're going to send me to meet the king of hell in advance! "

"And, dear mother! I really didn't have anything to do with this crazy woman. I'm not even a friend, let alone a damn child!

Mom, I'm your son. How can you believe other women's nonsense and don't believe my son? Dear mother, are you sure I really kiss my son? "