If it weren't for the sake of my son and daughter, would I be here to watch you perform a tragic love story?
I've always been low-key and flexible, but if it were someone named Huang, would you give it a try?
Let’s see if my brother doesn’t tear you apart!
This girl named Han is also mentally ill!
As expected of Han Laomo and his second sister, his brain is not fully developed.
There is a father who controls thunder and lightning in the south, and a mother who controls thunder and lightning in the north.
How about you experience life here?
Why are you showing off your short love with this cook?
Are all men dead in this world?
Are you so afraid that the family surnamed Zhang will have no heirs, so you sacrifice yourself to help the little cook?
In the warm living room, Mr. Han peeled melon seeds for Brother Zhang with great care, and occasionally peeked at Brother Zhang's face.
Brother Zhang's heavy expression of his heart just now made Xuebao's fist harden.
I deeply sympathized with Brother Zhang for how wronged he had been.
"Brother Zhang, although I don't regard those guys as relatives, I can see that all the concessions you made today are for me!" Xuebao slapped his chest, which was obviously fuller, and his pretty face sank.
."Brother Zhang is a bright person!"
Zhang Ruoyu's eyes darkened. Although he didn't think so in his heart, he had to give Xuebao a step to step down: "I won't be the same next time."
"Have I, Zhang Xiangbei, ever suffered such grievances?"
"Xue Bao, you don't know what kind of temper Brother Zhang is."
"As for today's matter, how did Brother Zhang do? Did he find any faults?"
Xuebao took Brother Zhang's arm and rubbed it with the fullness as a reward: "Be particular about it."
"I'll reiterate it again." Zhang Ruoyu's eyes darkened, and he really turned cold. "I won't do this next time."
Xuebao panicked.
It's a bit hard to tell the truth from the false.
I thought Brother Zhang was really angry.
All the chatting and laughing just now was just to give myself a little bit of flack.
"There will be a next time." Zhang Ruoyu squinted his eyes and glanced at Xuebao's charming and pure face. "Even if it's your face, it's not easy to use."
Han Jiangxue was slightly startled. Instead of feeling awkward, she leaned on Brother Zhang's shoulder, feeling a little pervertedly happy.
Next time the royal family dares to come to Binhai, whether it is to insinuate themselves, kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, or directly trouble Xuebao.
Zhang Xiangbei would not tolerate it.
This time, he endured it because of Xuebao.
Next time, he won't be able to bear it because of Xuebao.
This girl is not only the daughter of the royal woman, but also the daughter of the Binhai Han family.
She is also the wife of Beimang legend Zhang Xiangbei and the first lady of Beimang.
He could bear it, but Bei Mang couldn't.
…
Marina.
Han Shixiao squatted on a rock, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and turned off the live video broadcast.
He knew that tonight was just a show.
But his performance was very expressive.
He has a fierce look and a cold light in his eyes.
The royal siblings were so frightened that they almost peed.
The sea water at night is freezing cold.
The slightly salty sea breeze ravaged the soaked skin.
When Han Shixiao greeted his younger brother and motioned to fish him out, a dull and cold voice suddenly sounded from a dark place not far away.
"Just leave it like this."
In the darkness, a figure stepped out.
He is in his forties and has a sinister temperament.
The joints of his phalanges were covered with calluses like flesh balls, and the bones all over his body were as hard as iron.
Although he was just standing on the coast, it was like a statue, giving Han Shixiao a great sense of oppression.
His gaze was like a falcon, and he neither glanced at the royal siblings, nor even looked at Han Shixiao.
"These are two living lives." Han Shixiao held a cigarette in his mouth and asked with narrowed eyes. "Do you have any grudge against them?"
"Not only are there no enemies, we are still close relatives." The man said with an indifferent look. "They have to call me Uncle Qi."
When Han Shixiao heard this, he was horrified.
Close relatives, or uncles.
But you don't want me to fish them out?
It's obvious that this man is here to cause trouble.
I just don't know from which angle he wants to find trouble.
"Do you think there is no sense of ceremony in bringing it up like this?" Han Shixiao glanced at the man and said calmly, "Do you need me to use an eight-carat sedan to carry your nephew up?"
"That's not necessary." The man shook his head lightly. "Let Mo Han go into the water himself and lift them up."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Han Shixiao raised his voice and his tone was cold.
Who in Binhai doesn’t know that his godfather can’t swim and is a landlubber?
Moreover, my godfather is hydrophobic and dare not even walk by the river, let alone the boundless sea?
"I said, let Mr. Han go to the sea in person and lift up my nephews and nieces." The man's eyes flickered and he spoke word by word.
"What if my godfather doesn't do this?" Han Shixiao sneered.
Is this silly dog out of his mind?
"Then let them hang out in the sea. They may die of cold or drown."
The man stood like a javelin on a rock, full of rage and chill: "Royals, you can die, but you cannot live in humiliation."
"If he dies, the royal family will make the culprit pay with blood."
