Chapter 59 Buy "Uh..." Jiang Han was so angry that he raised his long legs and kicked open the wooden door, "Bang".
Seeing this, the middle-aged man who was chirping in the room just now was frightened, "Uh-huh..." Wearing sloppy pajamas, looking at them with strong bodies and extraordinary bodies, he asked with trembling feet: "You,
What do you want to do?"
Jiang Han walked into the room with a stern expression. Without any explanation, he grabbed his collar and lifted it up. He asked in a cold and bone-chilling tone: "Who did you say you just said was uneducated?"
The middle-aged man's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver, "I, I, I didn't say anyone, you, you are very, very educated. The one who is uneducated, it's me."
Ouyang Nuo and Mo Mi also walked in.
Mo Mi looked at the frightened appearance of the middle-aged man, slowly walked a few steps closer with his hands in his pockets, looked at his frightened and unappetizing face, smiled a little, and said softly: "Han, pay attention to your image.
, don’t be so fierce, you almost scared this uncle so much that he wet his pants.”
His words had some effect. Jiang Han snorted coldly, then let go of the middle-aged man's collar and raised his hand.
At this time, Mo Mi looked like a good gentleman, looked at the middle-aged man's face, smiled gently and asked, "Do you know where Xia Cao's family is?"
The middle-aged man was stunned, then nodded quickly, "I know, I know."
Mo Mi raised her lips, "Then I'll help you and take us to her house as guests."
The middle-aged man seemed to think he was scarier than Jiang Han. He stared at his beautiful and smiling face and immediately nodded in agreement, "Okay, okay."
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After agreeing, the middle-aged man took them out of his house, stood by his courtyard, pointed to a farmhouse in front of him and said with trepidation, "This, this is Xia Cao's home."
The three of them were a little surprised after hearing this, and they all looked at the ordinary farmhouse in front of them, which was only about ten meters away and had many flowers and plants planted on the roof.
At this moment, a light was turned on in a window of her house facing them. The curtains on the window were not closed yet. If you look carefully, you can see a small figure walking in front of the window.
Seeing this scene, the three of them were unanimously surprised again. They seemed to think it was an unexpected surprise. They looked at each other and smiled.
"Her home is really close to yours." Mo Mi looked at the lighted window and smiled softly at the middle-aged man next to her. She turned her head slightly and suddenly raised a slender hand.
Her beautiful big hands, neither light nor heavy, were placed on his trembling shoulders, "Uncle, do you often stand in this position and secretly look at her? Huh?" When he asked softly and evilly, the hand made a faint gesture.
He said, "Tell me the truth, we are all men, there is no need to be shy."
The more pleasant his voice sounded, the more frightened the middle-aged man became. He trembled all over and stammered with a pale face: "Yeah, it's not, often, often, just, occasionally, occasionally. I've seen it once, once or twice.
.”
"Oh, occasionally?" Mo Mi smiled softly, and the hand on his shoulder raised up, pinching his fat face slightly, and the seemingly good-tempered man said with a smile: "
Peeping is also a serious crime. Please don't watch it again in the future, otherwise, your pair of lustful little eyes will be lost." After saying that, he pointed to his pair of little eyes.
She took out a white handkerchief and wiped the handsome hands that had been on his shoulders and pinched his fat face without care.
The middle-aged man was horrified when he heard this, "Yes, yes, yes, I, I will never, ever, read it again."
"Mi, he knows he is wrong, so don't embarrass him anymore." At this time, Ouyang Nuo said gently, looked at the lighted window again, turned slightly sideways with his hands in his pockets, and looked at the people behind him.
In a refugee-like house, I asked seriously: "Are you the only one who lives in this house?"
"Yes, yes." The middle-aged man replied cautiously, "I, I am poor, yes, I am a bachelor and I can't afford a wife."
"Haha..." Mo Mi laughed softly, stopped wiping her hands, put her hands on his shoulders again, and said meaningfully: "When you meet us, you will have money to marry a wife."
After a pause, he glanced at his impossibly simple small farmhouse. His charming eyes blinked thoughtfully, and he took out a bunch of money from his pocket and handed it to him kindly, "Take it, you
I bought this house. You can use this money to buy a commercial house in the city, marry a daughter-in-law and live your life happily."