After getting out of the car, Mr. Han looked eagerly at Zhang Ruoyu.
The latter understood, stepped forward, and said, "Come up."
Mr. Han's red lips curled up slightly, he climbed up Brother Zhang's generous back, and even his head hung on Brother Zhang's neck.
Zhang Ruoyu hooked Xuebao's thighs with both hands and went upstairs smoothly. As he walked, he complained: "Mr. Han, I'm not telling you that you're just teaching a naughty fox a lesson. Why are you so desperate?"
"What do you know?" Xuebao curled his lips and said, "This is called killing chickens to scare monkeys."
"I understand." Zhang Ruoyu was a little angry. "I am that monkey, right?"
"You know why you still ask?" Mr. Han climbed up the pole. "Brother Zhang, you are so damn charming, why can't I guard you to the death?"
"You really praise me as a cook." Zhang Ruoyu did not complain about Xuebao's ban on his social life this time, and said calmly. "Next time, take it easy. I'm really worried about your sudden death."
"Brother Zhang feels sorry for me?" Xuebao rushed up with all his strength and glanced at the side of Brother Zhang's face.
Brother Zhang was so happy with her dawdling...
"A little bit." Zhang Ruoyu pouted. "The main reason is that I slept alone at home last night and was a little scared."
"Coward." Mr. Han wrapped his arms tightly around Brother Zhang's neck, and pressed his smooth face against Brother Zhang's neck. "I promise you, I will try not to spend the night outside in the future."
When Brother Zhang heard this, he suddenly felt funny. Why did the status of this family suddenly change?
After returning home, Brother Zhang was pestered by Xuebao to sleep with him.
No need to do anything, just lend an arm.
Shi Xuebao is really sleepy.
He fell asleep within a few minutes of lying on Brother Zhang's armpit, but his hand was firmly holding Brother Zhang's arm, for fear that he would run away.
If we talk about the past class reunions, those coquettish bitches in the public relations department of Junsheng Group.
Olaf will not be too nervous, and the layout is not that small.
Men, who doesn’t want to chat with a beautiful woman?
No matter how comprehensive Xuebao is, it is impossible for him to satisfy all of Brother Zhang's imaginations about women.
But Xuebao took the initiative to show off in front of Brother Zhang, but Xuebao refused.
Zhang Ruoyu lay on his side on the bed, quietly staring at Xuebao's impeccable face.
She frowned slightly, as if she was worried even in her dream.
Old Mo Han paved the way for her, and the little old lady acted as her backer. What happened in Yanjing City came too suddenly.
Just because Xuebao didn't ask, it didn't mean he didn't know anything about it.
She must know that her future will be difficult.
She must have thought about what kind of person her mother is.
Xuebao seems silly and sweet, but the city is quite deep...
But she would rather digest it by herself than cause trouble to Brother Zhang, and she was even more afraid that Brother Zhang would use this as an excuse to file for divorce.
Oh no, Brother Zhang promised Xuebao not to mention it in the future, or he would die if he did.
"It's fine…"
Zhang Ruoyu smoothed the hair stuck to Xuebao's face, scraped Xuebao's delicate and straight nose with greasy movements, and said softly: "Brother Zhang will accompany you."
…
Xuebao slept for twelve hours. When he woke up, there was the sound of pots and pans in the kitchen, and a rich and familiar fragrance floated into the master bedroom.
That was the smell of Brother Zhang's cooking, and Xuebao felt very at ease when he smelled it.
She stretched out and rolled a few times holding the quilt, feeling very comfortable.
Go to sleep when you are sleepy, and have something to eat when you wake up. It is simple but happy.
I stayed in bed and checked out Moments for a while, which was very lively.
Most of the topics were about the daughter of the Han family fighting against the daughter of the Northwest King.
Many people praised Mr. Han for being so powerful and fierce as a woman and not inferior to a man.
In a dark corner, a small group of people lamented that Brother Zhang's road had become narrow. From now on, the Yingying Yanyans in Binhai City would not even dare to look at him.
"A moment of silence for Brother Zhang."
Tang Sihai's circle of friends received hundreds of likes.
This includes Brother Zhang’s real-name likes.
"Draw your sword and look around, feeling confused."
Brother Zhang posted this to Moments before going into the kitchen to cook, and received more likes.
"Brother Zhang, my condolences." Tang Sihai was the first to like and comment.
This was followed by dozens of copy-pastes from the Binhai Gang, aiming to encourage Brother Zhang to embrace life.
"Romain Rolland said that true bravery is to recognize the truth of life and still love life. Brother Zhang, be more open-minded."
Although Lu Taisui had no education, he summarized his life in one way or another, for fear that others would expose the scandal of his failure to graduate from elementary school.
Ding dong.
Everyone in the crowd is asking Brother Zhang to have a big party with Mona Lisa tonight, bringing a castrating end to Brother Zhang’s life.
After Xuebao finished checking the circle of friends, he quickly got up and went to the kitchen, fearing that Brother Zhang would not be able to think about it and would order the house.
But as soon as he entered the kitchen, Xuebao was dumbfounded.
The kitchen is not big, but it is filled with delicious food.
Counting, there are actually twelve delicacies...
Brother Zhang, what does this mean?
Could it be that I showed off my sharpness last night and was too loud, which made Brother Zhang unhappy? Coupled with the public opinion guidance of this circle of friends...
Brother Zhang doesn't want to go through with it?
"Brother Zhang, what are you—" Mr. Han asked cautiously.
"Hurry up and wash your face and brush your teeth. I'll get up early in the morning to buy groceries and cook. They're all your favorites." Brother Zhang held a cigarette in his mouth and flipped the spoon professionally.
"No, what day is it today? Doing so much..."
Mr. Han panicked.
In fact, I can feel full just by eating one of my favorite dishes in one meal...
You do it slowly, one thing a day, you do it so much, you do it all at once, what are you doing...
"On what day do you still have the nerve to ask me?" Brother Zhang turned back and glared at Xuebao, saying dissatisfied.
"I don't know..." Xuebao leaned against the door aggrievedly, holding the corner of his clothes with his little hands, and he was in the sky and on the earth with the same momentum as yesterday.
"Han Jiangxue, you have no heart!"
Brother Zhang put a pot of stir-fried pork head on the plate and stamped his foot: "Today is our 100th wedding anniversary! What day do you mean!?"
"I also spent my three months' salary to buy you a real diamond ring!"
"Put it next to your pillow, didn't you see it? Are you blind, damn Xuebao?"