When Zhang Ruoyu came home, Mr. Han was sitting on the sofa leisurely, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, confronting Yuan Mei...
Yuan Mei was also holding a glass of red wine, and her eyes were straight from the drink.
There was a lot of delicious food on the coffee table, but neither of them ate much, and four or five red wine bottles were empty.
"Come back so early?" Mr. Han was a little surprised and raised his eyebrows. "Don't you like tonight's game?"
"It's hard for me to act every day." Brother Zhang sat down on the sofa and joked. "What are you two talking about, drinking so much?"
Mr. Han curled his lips and said, "Oh, it's nothing. I'm playing truth or dare with Sister Yuan."
When Brother Zhang heard this, his eyes darkened.
Damn Xuebao, are you doing this?
Yuan Mei is a professional in killing, but she has no eyesight.
How can you play tricks with an old mall fox like Xuebao?
Of these five empty wine bottles, at least four were drunk by Kite...
"Continue." Yuan filled the wine glass and said with squinted eyes. "When do you plan to sleep with Brother Zhang?"
Yuan Mei played a trick and asked the question in front of Brother Zhang.
I want Olaf to be so shy and embarrassed that he can’t help but have a drink.
These five bottles were all drunk by Yuan Mei...
Xuebao complained several times, and her mouth was dry from talking!
Brother Zhang is a little shy...
Why are these two bastards having so much fun?
If I had known I would come back after having a late-night snack with Brother Xiao...
Xuebao shook the red wine glass and said with slightly raised red lips: "Sister Yuan, are you asking about pure sleep or that? You are not really drunk, are you? You can't speak well?"
Yuan Mei frowned and said, "Of course it's that one!"
"I'm actually fine..." Xuebao hesitated slightly. "It mainly depends on Brother Zhang's attitude. Sister Yuan, you also know, how can I have a say at home? Isn't it just what Brother Zhang says?"
"You still haven't made your position clear." Yuan's goal tonight is just to get Xuebao to have a drink.
She almost vomited, but this damn Xuebao didn't take a sip.
"Although it's a bit embarrassing," Xuebao said frankly. "But I am a girl after all. How can any girl take the initiative in such a thing?"
"Brother Zhang, she is acting rogue." Yuan Mei became anxious and glared at Zhang Ruoyu.
"I think it's okay..." Brother Zhang said tactfully. "Brother Zhang should indeed take the initiative for this kind of thing. As Xuebao said, others don't understand who makes the decision in this family. Yuan, you still don't know?"
"Bah." Yuan Mei glared at Brother Zhang. "A couple of bitches."
Yuan Mei wanted to have a few more rounds, but Brother Zhang became the peacemaker.
Isn't it a joke to play tricks on a cunning fox like Olaf?
She can drink you to the point of alcohol poisoning, do you believe it?
How many people in business are not immoral?
"Come back tomorrow night!" Yuan Mei opened her teeth and claws, glaring at Xuebao angrily.
"Okay!" Xuebao helped the rickety Yuanmei downstairs. She lived downstairs. The house was renovated and renovated by Xuebao. The environment is much better than Brother Zhang's shabby house.
When Xuebao returned home, he simply packed up the clothes that Brother Zhang had changed, without smelling or looking through them.
She is not this kind of person.
After knocking on the bathroom door, Xuebao said outside the door: "Brother Zhang, the new underwear is on the sofa, ready for you."
The bathroom space is too small. If you bring your underwear in, you will get soaked after taking a shower.
When Mr. Han first moved into this shabby house, all his clean underwear was wrapped in plastic bags and brought in. It was very frustrating.
Back in the bedroom, Xuebao helped Brother Zhang make the bed again.
Brother Zhang is very particular about the things on the bed. The quilt must be made of tofu and the sheets must be meticulous and wrinkle-free.
Brother Zhang said, this is the style developed in Beimang. If you dare to violate discipline, you will be beaten by the veterans.
But Mr. Han was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, how could he have these habits?
Just lift off the quilt when you get up, and a servant will clean it up when you go out. It is a waste of time to lay out the sheets, and there will be ink stains.
After making the bed, Mr. Han went to the kitchen and filled a bowl of honey ginger soup for Brother Zhang to cool down.
Even the ashtray was cleaned and placed on the windowsill.
Before going to bed, he vigorously moved the position of his military uniform.
Keep the camp bed closer to your own bed.
Move it a little every day and others won't even notice.
But it won't be long before the two beds can be joined together.
I heard something moving in the bathroom.
Xuebao hurriedly got into bed and pretended to surf the Internet, but in fact he was taking a peek at Brother Zhang's hot body.
I don’t know if Brother Zhang guessed Xuebao’s thoughts. Every time he took a bath, he wouldn’t rush to get dressed and just come out wrapped in underwear. He was afraid that his muscles would degenerate in the future and Xuebao wouldn’t have to look at it.
"Brother Zhang, aren't you having fun tonight?" Xuebao turned sideways and tilted his head to look at Brother Zhang.
"It's okay, I'm just like the third child, I'm a little tired of it." Brother Zhang leaned against the window and lit a cigarette.
Next to his hand was a cup of sobering ginger soup. He reached out and touched it out of habit. It was still hot.
Then pick it up and drink it all in one gulp.
"When you get tired of it, just change the way you play." Xuebao encouraged. "You have money but are you afraid that you can't have fun?"
Brother Zhang was happy and turned around to give Mr. Han a roll of his eyes: "It's a shame that you are a woman. If you were a man, how many good families would you ruin?"
Xuebao chuckled and said slyly: "It's hard to say, killing a thousand people shouldn't be a big problem."
After smoking, Brother Zhang lay down.
He washed the sheets and quilts, but Xuebao is currently changing them, so the division of labor is clear and no one suffers.
"The villas outside are almost completed. How about we change the environment and live in a villa before they are completed?" Zhang Ruoyu asked casually.
"Pull him down." Xuebao curled his lips and said. "I've been tired of living in a villa since I was a child. The whole family lives together, and I have to shout up and downstairs to eat. I'm so tired."
Zhang Ruoyu was stunned for a moment, knowing what this girl was thinking.
The memorial tablets of my parents are placed in the living room.
Behind the spiritual tablet, there are two hidden compartments.
Zhang Ruoyu hadn't seen much of what was inside.
But the old man's dragon soul token was found from inside.
Xuebao also discovered the secret grid before and even asked Brother Zhang about it.
Brother Zhang asked her to read the gossip by herself, but he didn't.
Brother Zhang hasn't even turned it over yet, how dare Xuebao turn it over.
What if a bunch of gambling debt IOUs are found, a bunch of irrefutable evidence of corruption and bribery...
She didn't know whether she should report it or not and left it to the organization...
"Mr. Han, you must understand that this may be your only chance to live in a villa." Zhang Ruoyu threatened. "There is no store like this after passing this village."
"I like it here." Xuebao turned over and lay flat on the bed, resting his head on his head coolly, staring at the slightly colorful ceiling. "It rained and thundered, and the windows creaked. Two people were cooking in the kitchen.
Stay away, otherwise you won't be close to each other. The environment of this old house is not that good, but the floors are high, so it is shady in summer. In winter, looking at the thick snow piled on the window sill is just like what is shown on TV. It is unique.
Feel."
Xuebao muttered: "Brother Zhang, I'll just tell you, as long as you don't want to move, I can live here for the rest of my life. Anyway, I have paid all the demolition money for other residents, and we are the only one who is left with this house."
It's really going to be a dangerous building. I'll just find someone to renovate it."
Zhang Ruoyu said thoughtfully: "You are the queen of Binhai's business community. You are foreign and fashionable. You live here every day, and your temperament is gone."
"You have to live in a mansion, drive a sports car, wear brand-name goods, go to high-end places, and live in luxury to be considered the daughter of a rich family and the queen of the business world?" Xuebao curled his lips and looked at Brother Zhang deeply with his beautiful eyes. "I just feel like I'm wearing a cook's outfit.
, when I put on my apron, you look at me with straight eyes. No matter how beautiful you wear the evening dress, you don’t look at me like that."
Zhang Ruoyu twitched the corner of his mouth, this eighth wife was quite observant and meticulous...
Speaking of which, Brother Zhang really prefers to see Olaf wearing a white rabbit rather than a noble and elegant evening dress.
"Okay, you can live here if you want. I'm just giving you a random opinion." Brother Zhang curled his lips.
"Don't give me any advice in the future." Xuebao's face was full of arrogance.
Before Brother Zhang could get angry, Xuebao said coldly: "Give me the order directly."
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ps: I was delayed because of something during the day, so I’m even later. I’m sorry. Don’t worry, I’ll write three chapters even if I die!
