If there was anything that Long Yize was dissatisfied with after the marriage, it was probably that he had an extra piece of sh * t.
Unfortunately, this piece of sh * t was Long Hanyang.
He didn't know what was wrong with him, but that guy just stayed and didn't return. No matter how his unlikable elder brother called him, he didn't move.
Looking at another pigeon in his hand, Long Yize was very irritable.
Every time, he talked nonsense with him. It wasn't that he didn't want Long Hanyang's disobedient nephew to go back, but Long Zhao didn't want to let him go.
"Madam, look, that kid only knows how to cause trouble. He doesn't pay for our food and accommodation. Let's kick him out, okay?"
Long Yize pursed his lips and handed the letter to the person beside him with an unhappy face. She held it firmly so that it was convenient for her to read.
Xunmi held iced flower tea in one hand and glanced at the thing in her husband's hand. The corner of her mouth twitched. Since the completion of the task, the plot had gone in an unknown direction.
The emperor of Dragon Snake Country's character was even more distorted. Not only did he not attack his husband, but he also acted like a loving elder brother. What the hell?
Every time he urged Long Hanyang to go back, he would show concern for his younger brother, Long Yize. Those who didn't know would really think that they were brothers.
"Imperial Uncle, if you talk about me like this in front of me, I will be angry."
Long Hanyang, who became invisible without speaking, gritted his teeth. He had clearly sent a million taels of gold to the village, which was enough for him to live for a lifetime.
And most importantly, when did he cause trouble? He was simply talking nonsense.
Long Yize glared at him. "You can be angry. As a nephew, you don't help your uncle chase your aunt, and you even drag me down. You still have the nerve to call me Imperial Uncle. I feel ashamed for you."
"Pa." Long Hanyang exploded and slammed the table in anger. If he didn't fight 300 rounds with his Imperial Uncle today, he would take his surname.
Damn, he was simply too much of a bully. He stabbed him everywhere and still had the nerve to play the blame game. He really couldn't be better.
"What, you want to fight?" Long Yize put down the letter, raised his eyebrows, rolled up his sleeves, stood up boldly, and raised his voice.
"Come on, your uncle will teach you today. When the weather is hot, it's easy to get heaty."
Little guy, he dared to jump around in front of him, especially in front of Madam. If he didn't teach him a lesson and let Madam see his bravery, he would be letting himself down.
Long Hanyang's imposing manner was instantly doused by Long Yize's words.
'I … I can't beat him. I forgot about this. How torturous.'
His hands really itched. No matter how good his temper was, he would still be angered by such a shameless uncle. He really couldn't be blamed.
Long Yize didn't know what Long Hanyang was thinking. He was very unhappy to see his wife's attention being attracted by his expression.
So what if it had a pretty face? He was going to turn it into a pig's face later. Hmph, let's see how it could still attract Xunxun's attention then.
Long Yize was ready and waiting for his opponent to make a move. After waiting for a long time, he still didn't see any signs of his opponent making a move.
"Brat, are you prepared to stand there and let me beat you up? Then I won't be polite."
Don't think you can escape by remaining silent. No way.
Long Hanyang, who was racking his brains to think of a countermeasure, felt a strong wind coming at him. The dangerous signal in his body made him dodge to the side.
But the fist still grazed his face, and the pain instantly rushed to his senses.
"Uncle, you'll lose me if you're so cruel." Long Hanyang covered his face and shouted. He was most proud of his face. What if it was disfigured?
Long Yize spat twice in disgust. "I didn't want you. It's not enough to fit Xunxun. There's no place for you."
"Brat, don't dream all day long. It'll make people think you're sick."
No matter how long he had known this nephew, and whether there was any direct relationship between the two of them, Long Yize couldn't like him.
Who asked this guy to compete with him in the beginning? For this, he could directly send him to the eighteenth level of hell.
Long Hanyang vomited blood. If Su Xiaosu hadn't supported him in time, he probably would have fallen to the ground.
The lethality was so great that the ferocious Xunmi almost spat out a mouthful of tea.
What kind of strange attribute did her husband awaken in this life? It was so powerful that she and other mortals were ashamed of themselves.
"Good boy, I want to eat iced melon. Go get it for me."
She pulled her husband, who was still eager to punch Long Hanyang, to divert his attention.
If her husband continued to make trouble, Long Hanyang would probably cry. How pitiful.
Long Yize heard Xunmi's words and immediately nodded obediently. What his wife wanted must be placed first.
Long Hanyang got up from the ground, rolled his eyes, and a malicious smile appeared on his face. Then, he quickly ran away.
Su Xiaosu and Xunmi were left in the same place. They looked in the direction where the two disappeared and silently rolled their eyes.
They didn't need to guess to know that Long Hanyang must have gone to make trouble. Or, he wanted to get the melon out first to suppress her husband.
However, the past facts told them that Long Hanyang was probably going to be in vain again.
What a silly child. He knew that he couldn't win, but he still went ahead. Tsk, tsk, tsk …
Not long after, the two of them came back, followed by Yu Naiyuan.
Xunmi looked at the two plates of iced melon in front of her. They looked very different in appearance and looked very different in taste. She was a little hesitant.
She didn't doubt that her husband made the slightly worse one. Although it looked very … it was her husband's intention.
Without hesitation, she picked up the chopsticks next to her and picked up the melon in her husband's hand.
However, when she was about to touch it, the plate was moved away. Xunmi looked up in confusion, only to see her husband lowering his head in disappointment. He looked very depressed.
She raised her eyebrows. What was wrong with her husband again?
"Madam, eat this. It looks better. I didn't make it well."
Long Yize took the plate of melon in front of Long Hanyang and pushed it in front of Xunmi. He moved his plate back.
However, there was sadness in his eyes. He really didn't work hard enough.
Xunmi, who thought her husband was going to do something, felt her heart soften in an instant. Her lips curled into a helpless smile. Her husband was really …
She took the melon that was moved away, picked up a piece and put it into her mouth without caring about the appearance and taste.
"It's delicious and sweet." It was indeed very sweet. Perhaps it was also a psychological effect.
Long Yize's eyes lit up and said excitedly, "Really?"
Xunmi nodded. Her husband was really like a child.
"Madam, you can eat what I make in the future. Don't eat what other men make with bad intentions, okay?"
"Okay."
"In the future, you can only look at me and talk to me. Ignore those men with bad intentions, okay?"
"Okay."
"Then in the future …"
Listening to the two of them constantly answering each other, Long Hanyang wanted to slap his uncle's face. Could he not look at him every time he talked about men with bad intentions?
Where was the friendship between people?
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