After reading Han Laomo's text message, Han Jiangxue, who was hiding under the quilt, was so angry that she couldn't help but curse.
This old bastard is so wicked!
"You can't bear to kill me in front of me, but you still want to kill me in the back?"
Han Jiangxue's young hands were trembling with anger.
"Dad works out at least five hours a day, doesn't eat after lunch, and pays attention to health. The reason is to die later than you."
"If you don't die, my father will never die with peace of mind."
Han Jiangxue laughed angrily.
Trembling, I typed a few curse words: "You are so damn awesome!"
Then blocked the number again.
Chatting with this old bastard will shorten your life.
No wonder grandma has never talked about her precious son for so many years.
In the early years, I must have suffered a lot.
After being blocked, Mr. Han suddenly felt a little empty.
I don’t know whether it’s because I didn’t get enough of the old bastard’s meal, or because I was angry and had some endocrine disorders.
Mr. Han got out of bed, glanced at Brother Zhang who was watching a short video, and said flatly: "Brother Zhang, I'm a little cold, can you warm me up?"
"Don't come here." Brother Zhang remained indifferent and focused on watching the anchor dance without looking back. "The indoor temperature is almost 28 degrees, is it cold? I'm so hot that I'm sweating."
"What's so interesting about this little video?" Mr. Han said angrily. "The facial features of each beautiful woman and slim face are distorted. In reality, she might be an aunt."
"Don't insult my goddess!" Brother Zhang flew into a rage. He jumped upright, flipped 360 degrees in the air, and landed on the soft bed with a thud.
Seeing Brother Zhang get into bed, although Han Jiangxue was proud, she curled her lips and said: "If you change to a goddess in these three days, can I be insulted?"
"Nonsense, I have been watching this anchor for ten days in a row." Brother Zhang lay flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling. "How can I be as carefree as you say?"
Han Jiangxue saw that Brother Zhang was honest and honest, so of course she did not dare to go beyond him.
With Brother Zhang's current physique, body, and powerful muscle lines, Mr. Han is afraid that he won't be able to control himself if he gets too close.
Looking back, this bastard felt disgusted that she had seduced him and was scolded so badly that she didn't deserve it.
Unfortunately, both of them are still young and have no experience with anyone.
If these were two old Jianghu people who know their essence and their taste, something would have gone wrong long ago.
"Brother Zhang, can you stand watching these things every day?" Mr. Han turned sideways and propped his head up. He couldn't sleep anyway and was doing scientific research.
"I used to be a soldier in Beimang, and the army was very strict. I was the big brother, so I had to set a good example of male morality." Zhang Ruoyu said seriously. "Now that I am free, of course I want to make up for everything I missed!"
Mr. Han was thoughtful, seeming to understand, but a look of narrowness flashed across his eyes: "It's a pity that I don't have any dancing background, or I can give you a complete dance."
Brother Zhang frowned and said coldly: "What do you mean? Are you doing this to me again? Mr. Han, you don't know that the current environment is already very bad. If we cause some trouble internally, it will not be the best way.
Is it all blocked?”
"What are you talking about?" Mr. Han said arrogantly. "I just pity you. I didn't have to watch it before, but now what I watch is all about technology and hard work. A group of aunties and aunties are dancing yangko, and you still watch it with gusto, treating it like a dream.
goddess."
"That's better than nothing." Brother Zhang has always been content.
"Show me." Mr. Han pursed his lips and said, "I want to see how naughty those little goblins are, how they can charm my Brother Zhang like this."
"Isn't it good? Let's watch it together, it's a bit obscene." Brother Zhang hesitated.
"Brother Zhang, the situation has become too small. What's wrong with a couple watching a passionate video? Is it illegal or a crime?" Mr. Han was very angry and urged Brother Zhang to play a video.
After watching it for less than two minutes, Mr. Han said with disgust on his face: "That's it?"
"This is what I liked before." Brother Zhang felt embarrassed. "I'll find someone more popular for you."
"Okay." Mr. Han curled his lips and said. "That face looks like putty. How thick is the foundation? When the person moves back and forth, his face becomes larger and smaller, like watching a horror movie. Brother Zhang, it's not my fault.
You, you put on makeup to have a beautiful face and slim down, and you can dance even more coquettishly than them."
"That's enough." Brother Zhang suddenly lost interest and said gloomily. "Stop reading and go to sleep."
Mr. Han succeeded in his evil plan, with a proud smile on his lips.
Let you watch these sexy foxes dance every day!
"It's okay, Brother Zhang. I just took a look. Those anchors don't have any dancing skills. I can give you a complete sequence with just a few days of practice." Mr. Han coaxed Brother Zhang, fearing that his mentality would collapse.
"What are you doing? I'm tired of seeing your face and figure." Brother Zhang curled his lips and said. "Do you know that watching live broadcasts is just for excitement and freshness?"
"Then I'll put on a mask and you won't be able to see my face." Mr. Han offered some advice.
