"Damn it." I blinked my eyes, and suddenly realized that I was still wearing pajamas and slippers on my feet. Although the pajamas were not leaking, but, but, but, they had big ears. It was too childish. It was enough to wear them out.
shameful.
"Han Mumu!!! I haven't changed my clothes yet!!!" I slapped the door fiercely. Damn it. Why didn't Mrs. Chen open the door for me?
My eyes suddenly went dark. It turned out that Mumu had thrown the clothes downstairs. They were wrapped around my head. A T-shirt and a pair of black jeans. Oh, hurry up and put them on.
When I was gesticulating with my clothes, I suddenly realized a problem... should I perform a strip show downstairs?
- - "Han Mumu!!! You bastard!!! How can I change clothes downstairs and have shoes!!!" I yelled at the upstairs. He is definitely not my biological brother.
"...Han Diandian, if you don't go, I will go to the hospital tomorrow." After a moment of silence, he finally looked up and saw Han Mumu's gloomy face.
Then, a shoe hit my beautiful face without warning. - - Note. It was a shoe.
I won't say any more. I stepped on one shoe, threw down my clothes and trousers, and ran to the agreed-upon place with him like a lunatic, swaying crookedly.
After running for about 10 minutes, I finally arrived. Panting heavily, I sat down on the ground and scanned around. Huh? Where is Xia Ouchen? If he is not mentally retarded, he should leave first. I roughly estimate that he is far away from the agreement.
It has been about three hours.
"Han Diandian——" A sinister voice suddenly came from behind.
"Here we are!" I was excited, stood up quickly, and turned around. Sure enough, it was Xia Ouchen.
"Why did you come just now?" He said angrily with a cold face.
"You didn't go on a date with a woman." I said sourly. Humph, you still have the ability to talk to me.
"What woman! My woman is not just you!" He said every word, his expression seemed to be about to collapse. Because of his words, my face instantly turned red.
"Tch, didn't you leave right after you answered the phone? You even said you were going on a date in the evening, without even an explanation! What you said now sounds really nice." I curled my lips, and although I tried my best to suppress it, I still couldn't help but complain.
's little daughter-in-law.
"No way. You didn't come because of that phone call." His face looked much softer, as if there was a hint of joy.
"Of course." I raised my chin proudly, "I'm not some bastard who broke up for sex." Then I signaled to him with my eyes that that bastard was him.
He suddenly chuckled, and I was stunned. He was extremely handsome at night. His lavender hair had a faint light, and his deep black eyes looked mysterious and sensual in the dark night. He was wearing a black fashionable coat with a sexy V-neck.
A white shirt. He has a cool vibe all over him.
My face suddenly turned red. Of course, thanks to the darkness, I wouldn't be so embarrassed.
"What a laugh." I turned my face away and muttered awkwardly.
Suddenly, a pair of hands pulled me into his arms. A warm breath quickly lingered around me, and the strong heartbeat made me feel a strong manly smell, and the alluring fragrance. I was very excited.
The hopeless man was dizzy for the nth time. He didn't even have the strength to push him away.
Misogyny has no effect at all in front of him. As expected, everything is just for the sake of sex and neglect of duty.
"You're jealous." He said in a low and hoarse voice.
"I didn't!" I retorted eagerly. Who is jealous? He didn't. However, I really wanted to hear his next explanation. This is how it is played on TV.
"The person on the other end of the phone is indeed my important woman." He suddenly said seriously.
"What!" I exclaimed. Damn, he confessed his love to another woman in front of me. My heart suddenly tightened. I pushed him away.
"Because she is my mother." Then she said to me in a relaxed tone.
"It's your mother... - -" I said with a black line on my face, Xia Ouchen is trying to tease me, damn, he just likes to see me feel uncomfortable. Xia Ouchen has the most poisonous heart.
"You misunderstood." He said softly, looking particularly gentle in the dark night.
"You didn't make it clear." I corrected him.
"You misunderstood." His soft voice cracked slightly.
"You didn't make it clear." I corrected him again. I couldn't let him win on this kind of question. It was a question about my IQ.