After marrying the hunter, he became more and more abnormal

Chapter 201 Repeating the same old tricks?

Liu Yu's eyes sparkled, as if she had already seen the hilarious scene of the Liu family's grandmother and granddaughter fighting in chaos.

"Doesn't she often come to your house to try to kill herself? Humph, it's time for that stinky troublemaker Liu Baokun to have a taste of this."

"She can't go." Ling Chuan, a sober person, rarely fits in with the group, but it's a bit of a letdown.

The picture was broken, and Liu Yu, who suddenly lost her sense of pleasure, drooped her eyebrows and said "ah", then asked: "Why?"

Xia Mo answered for him: "Of course, because she wants to kneel down to my mother. Also, Liu Baokun is now Liu Dazhi's only hope. How could he bear to let his mother mess with Liu Baokun?"

Besides, it is hard to say whether Old Lady Liu has become sick because of Li's mother and daughter this time. After all, Yingying said that the old woman is looking forward to the grandson in Li's belly.

"That seems to be the case. What a pity..."

Xia Mo looked at him with a regretful expression and couldn't help laughing foolishly. Zhou also laughed and shook her head secretly, thinking that he was still a child with a child's mind.

She looked at the chattering children with a peaceful look in her eyes, listening to their rambling conversations and their laughter that was carried into the wind.

The sunlight was scattered, the shadows of the trees were mottled, and their hair was also coated with a layer of dazzling gold, making people feel that the time was just right...

Since the Ling family had the longest journey, Xia Mo and Ling Chuan said goodbye to Zhou and others along the way, and in the end only the young couple were left.

This area is usually seldom visited except by people doing farm work, and at this hour there is basically no one here.

So Xia Mo took light steps, tilted his head and sighed, "Sister Yingying and the others are so nice."

Ling Chuan said "hmm", then asked him with a cold smile: "Are they the best?"

"Of course... not only that! Hehe, my brother Chuan is also super cool and super nice, especially when he scares Liu Dazhi like this."

As Xia Mo spoke, he raised his eyebrows and made a fierce look, which made Ling Chuan laugh so hard that his hands itched and he wanted to pinch his little face.

"So that's what I was like just now?"

Xia Mo chuckled, "That's right, even that bastard Liu Dazhi was scared by you so much that his face turned pale."

Especially the scene where he grabbed Liu Dazhi's hand and said something ruthless, he really had that domineering look of Tianliang Wangpo, he was so handsome that his heart was moved and he wanted to pounce on him...

Xia Mo's eyes were wandering as his thoughts wandered. He suddenly thought of the knight's apology gift that the man had asked him for before, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Ah!!! Xia Mo, please have some shame! Stop thinking about flying all the time! This is too abnormal...

Xia Mo roared in his heart, then looked away and didn't dare to look the man in the eye again.

Fortunately, the man fell into deep thought because of his mention of Liu Dazhi, and did not fail to notice that his little brother actually flew into the sky in just a few tens of seconds, and his expression changed several times in a row.

"Zer, I think Liu Dazhi is very suspicious. Maybe what Liu Baolian and Li said is not false, because after you confronted him, I saw murderous intent in his eyes." Ling Chuan said with a layer of dark mist in his eyes.

Liu Dazhi actually wanted to get rid of him? Talking about business, Xia Mo cleared his throat silently, and put away the restlessness in his eyes, "Did you see it?"

Ling Chuan nodded: "I am more sensitive about this."

Xia Mo also nodded. He believed everything the man said, even though he didn't see it. "In fact, I also think Liu Dazhi has something to hide, so he wants to trick them."

Who would have thought that he could actually trick someone into giving him something?

Since Ze Ge'er is not Liu Dazhi's blood, why did Ze Ge'er's mother have to play a trick with Liu Dazhi? Also, according to Grandma Dou's description, she seemed to have some reason to come to Liujia Village, or maybe, it had to be Liu Dazhi?

Thinking of this, Xia Mo's eyes darkened.

In fact, he had no intention of delving deeper into the identity of Zeger's mother, but he was afraid that there might be disaster hidden behind this mystery. After all, he was no longer alone.

And with his current body, if he could give birth to this person in the future... thinking like this, Xia Mo became overwhelmed with sorrow. The little bit of romantic mood he had before had been washed away by this gloomy sadness, without a trace left.

Seeing that the boy suddenly became silent and gradually frowned, with hidden worry engraved between his handsome brows, Ling Chuan couldn't help but want to raise his hand to help him smooth out the frown.

"What's wrong? Are you worried about something?" He looked at him and asked softly.

Xia Mo was suddenly asked and didn't know how to answer him for a moment, but he didn't want to hide it from him.

So he organized his words and said, "It's my mother. I always feel that she seems to have many secrets. I'm afraid these will affect our future..."

When Ling Chuan heard this, he was deeply moved. Seeing that there was no one around, he stretched out his arms and took the young man into his arms.

"Zer is good in every way, except that she tends to overthink. What did you promise me today? And you forgot it in the blink of an eye. Don't you trust your husband?"

The man lowered his head, his gaze falling on the top of the boy's head, and there seemed to be a hint of grievance in his heavy tone.

Xia Mo rested his forehead against the man's chest, his crow-feather eyelashes fluttered a few times, his eyelids drooped, and his glass-like eyeballs rolled down, "Of course I believe it."

Even though he believes it, he still can't help but think about it in his heart, and can't help but worry and feel anxious, because these are his weaknesses.

Ling Chuan chuckled, "Then don't be afraid."

Xia Mo was silent for a moment, then replied, "Yeah, okay."

Although it is impossible to eliminate the thought immediately, just saying it out loud seems to make me feel much better instantly.

Alas, things will work out when the time comes. Thinking too much will only result in losing hair. Forget it, let's talk about it when the time comes.

Seeing that the young man agreed, Ling Chuan took a step back slightly, looked closely at his eyebrows, and found that they were indeed no longer twisted. Then he let him go and held his small hand in his big hand very naturally.

Ever since they became close, the little brother liked to hold his hand from time to time. Ling Chuan undoubtedly liked this extremely ordinary action very much, as if they were both holding each other.

Also, the boy’s hands were not as rough as his own. They were soft and warm. Especially after raising him for so long, it felt very good whether he was holding him or being held by him.

The couple was sentimental for a while, then held hands and continued walking home.

"Brother Ling, when the Li family tours the village, let's go and take a look."

"Okay, what does Ze'er want to do?"

"What do you think I want to do?"

"Using the same old trick again to provoke Li?"

"Oh, this is incredible, this is incredible, Brother Ling, do you have X-ray vision? You can see through my heart at a glance?"

When Xia Mo turned to Ling Chuan, his little finger was also playing around on the other's palm, scratching it twice, neither lightly nor heavily.

Ling Chuan raised his thin lips slightly, as if he was tickled, and clenched the fingers that were causing trouble.

"No." It's because of your honesty that I understand you.

"Li has suffered a mental breakdown, and she hates you the most. If you go and tell her that she is in this situation because of you and me, she will be furious regardless of whether we can get any useful information out of her."

Xia Mo's eyes lit up, "Continue."

He likes to listen to men talk, and he can't let a gourd with its mouth sawed off close itself.