Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

He patted the ice and snow on his body and looked at Quan Yimo and Quan Yifei with burning eyes, grinding his back teeth hard.

"Quan Yimo, Quan Yifei, I want to kill you."

If he hadn't been wearing a lot of clothes and there was thick snow on the ground, he would have had a nosebleed from the fall.

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Quan Yimo and the two of them.

"Second brother, it's none of my business. You go find the eldest brother." Quan Yifei held her head and rushed back towards the living room.

I ran too fast and almost hit someone halfway.

"Yifei, why are you running so fast?" Quan Che grabbed her to prevent her from hitting him.

"Uncle, if the second brother wants to beat me, he will also beat the eldest brother." Quan Yifei complained with a glint in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Quan Che immediately frowned.

You bastard, you rebelled during the Chinese New Year.

He let go of his hand and looked up just in time to see Quan Mingxuan running towards Quan Yimo not far away.

"You don't have to run away, I'll take care of him."

"Well, uncle is so powerful." Quan Yifei said flatteringly, following behind him.

"Xiao Jing, look!"

From the corner of her eye, Jian Qing saw Quan Che walking over, with a strange smile on her red lips.

Quan Jingwu also saw Quan Che and smiled knowingly, "You little rascal!"

Over there, Quan Mingxuan was chasing Quan Yimo, feeling no murderous intent from his father at all.

Quan Yimo dodged his waving hand and looked past him to see Quan Che approaching behind him. A playful smile flashed deep in his eyes.

"Quan Yimo, if you have the ability, don't hide."

The punch failed, and Quan Mingxuan was furious.

"Axuan, I really didn't mean it just now."

Quan Yimo said innocently, spinning around and running behind him.

"I believe you."

Quan Mingxuan grunted and swung his fist after him without looking.

"Ouch--"

A cry of pain sounded.

Quan Mingxuan's face lit up with joy, thinking he had hit Quan Yimo.

He looked up with joy, a proud smile on his face.

"Boss, your skills have deteriorated."

"Really?" Quan Yimo crossed his arms and smiled.

His handsome face was unscathed.

Quan Mingxuan's eyes showed surprise, "Boss, why are you okay?"

"It's me who's in trouble."

A yin-cheating voice came from the side, carrying a gust of cold wind.

This voice sounds so familiar.

Quan Mingxuan turned his head, took a closer look, and his expression suddenly changed.

Forehead……

Did he not wake up today and his eyesight is not good?

From the corner of his eye, he saw the faces of Jian Qing and others holding back laughter and almost burst into tears.

Oh shit.

He was tricked by their combination again.

"Why is the sun so poisonous? I feel like I'm suffering from heat stroke. I'll go in first and you can slowly hang up the lanterns." He raised his hand to cover his forehead, pretending to be weak.

The smile in Jian Qing's eyes almost overflowed.

On a snowy day, if he can suffer from heatstroke, he is a capable person.

Before he had even taken two steps, Quan Mingxuan's collar was grabbed by a big hand.

"Quan Mingxuan, I think you're going to have to go to the house to uncover the tiles without fighting for three days." The gloomy voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth, and Quan Che's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Quan Mingxuan turned around sarcastically and was immediately frightened.

"Dad, I just had a heatstroke, so I was dizzy for a while, so I accidentally hurt you. Please don't argue with me." He said flatteringly.

Quan Che snorted coldly and rubbed the corners of his mouth.

Without thinking, he knew he must be bruised.

The New Year's Eve gave him a bruise on the corner of his mouth. What did he say?

"Quan Mingxuan, I think you are possessed."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and hit him on the head with a bang.

"puff--"

Quan Yifei couldn't help laughing, and quickly lowered his head, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

Now the second brother's butt is blooming, his brain is also blooming.

Jian Qing lowered her head and raised the corners of her lips.

"No, I seem to have a concussion." Quan Mingxuan covered his head and shouted in a rogue manner.

"I feel dizzy and want to vomit. Mom, get me some medicine."

Quan Che, "..."

Did he get a concussion after knocking like this?

Why doesn't he go to heaven?

Seeing that his father's face turned darker, Quan Mingxuan's heart skipped a beat and he ran away without hesitation.

As he ran back to the living room, he shouted, "Mom, my dad gave me a concussion. Mom, help me..."

"You bastard, stop here." Quan Che chased after him, his legs were very strong.

As soon as the two left, Quan Yifei burst into laughter.

"Hahaha!"

She couldn't stop laughing, and she fell down on the snow, laughing to the point of tears.

Quan Yimo's iceberg face also showed an overly bright smile, obviously gloating about his misfortune.

Jian Qingxiao bent down, and Quan Jingwu put his strong arms around her waist to prevent her from falling to the ground like Quan Yifei.

"Is it that funny?"

He said helplessly, pinching her cheek with his fingertips.

Jian Qing nodded and couldn't stop smiling, "A-Xuan has a concussion, why don't you brothers take care of him?"

"Yes, Jian Qing, you suddenly reminded me."

Quan Yifei jumped up from the ground, patted the snowflakes on her pants, then ran under the tree and walked around it.

"What are you doing?"

Jian Qing asked as she watched her circling the big tree.

"Help my uncle find canes and braise pork for my second brother." Quan Yifei's eyes lit up and she waved to Quan Yimo quickly.

"Brother, break a piece of this for me."

Quan Yimo was very smart and easily broke off a length of rattan for her with his bare hands.

Jian Qing looked at the rattan, which was as thick as two adult fingers, and the corners of her mouth trembled.

This looks like a brother-sister relationship.

Quan Yifei reached for the cane and ran back to the living room.

"Second brother, I'm here to help you."

Jian Qing's eyebrows were filled with a smile, and her cell phone suddenly rang.

She picked it up and saw that it was Jian Luo who had sent the video.

She quickly clicked on the video and Jian Luo's voice came over.

"sister!"

"Hi, succubus!"

Bai Jue squeezed into the video and interjected.

"Are you all at the manor?" Jian Qing asked.

Jian Luo said, "Well, Black Jack will arrive in the evening."

"Successful Demon King, can you and your wife please stop being so mean and show off your affection to the point of death?" Bai Jue complained.