Taking out the key, Han Xuezi gently poked it into the lock hole and twisted it towards Rourou......

didn't twist, it seems that the scumbag had long prevented her from running over in the middle of the night to sneak attack, and he had already moved on the door lock.

If you kick the door open with brute force, there will be a loud noise, and the guy will definitely run away from the window.

Han Xuezi was a little deflated, but then she had a plan, turned around and tiptoed out of the living room.

It was the beginning of July, and it was cloudy and stuffy tonight, she didn't believe that Wang Fugui could stand the stuffiness in a room without air conditioning or electric fans, so she closed the window.

Sure enough, half of the windows were open, and only the screens were closed.

Han Xuezi thinks that it is best to poke a few small holes in the screen window after a while, so that the big-flowered mosquito can fly in and feast on his blood.

I still don't believe that I, a well-known ace special forces soldier of the national security, can't fight you scumbag!

Han Xuezi, who was like a thief, squatted under the windowsill and listened for a while, then quietly stood up and slowly opened the screen.

The room was pitch black, and you couldn't see your fingers, but you could hear a disgusting snoring sound.

It seems that he was very tired after being beaten by that thunderbolt girl at the police station, so that he could fall asleep quickly.

Scumbag, just wait for death!

Han Xuezi, who stepped on the windowsill, her heart pounded steeply, just like a little thief who wanted to steal something for the first time, and he was actually a little inexplicably afraid, as if someone would shout to catch the thief at any time.

Cut, this is in my own home, am I still afraid of a hair?

Han Xuezi sneered in her heart, and when she came to the floor of the room from the windowsill like a monkey, the snoring was still ringing, and it was funny that Wang Fugui didn't know that bad luck was coming!

When she came down from the windowsill, her right leg seemed to have tripped over something like a rope, but before she could react, she felt something hit on the top of her head, and instinctively raised her hand to block it.

Wow...... Boom!

Han Xuezi's right hand blocked the thing that fell, it was a footbath, and there was half a basin of footwashing water in it, which was turned upside down by her right hand, poured it down without a head and face, and fell to the ground again, making an extremely harsh sound in the dark night.

He had long thought that I would climb through the window and put half a basin of footwater on it!

Han Xuezi is not a person with a blue heart, this brain turns very fast, and the moment she is poured into a soup chicken, she can figure out what the situation is.

The key problem is that there is still a strong smell of stinky feet in the half basin of water poured from the pocket.

This is Wang Fugui's footwashing water!

"Wang ...... Rich!"

At the same time that Han Xuezi screamed, Wang Fuguishu's dog barking voice also sounded in the darkness: "Ah, which, which, is it a little thief!?"

Well, as long as you are in the room, Miss Ben will take revenge for this tricked revenge!

Han Xuezi, who was embarrassed and angry, almost crushed her teeth, jumped to the bed with an arrow step, and reached out and pressed the bedside light switch on the wall.

This is her house, and of course she knows where the switch is.

At the same time as the lights came on, Han Xuezi had already raised the iron rod steeply, and was about to pull it down with lightning speed, but he was stunned again.

Wang Fugui was indeed lying on the bed.

However, this bastard who was stabbed a thousand times, his whole body was actually unarmed, lying on his back on the bed.

Yes, she was going to have that kind of relationship with this scumbag sooner or later, but she didn't know that this thing turned out to be so disgusting.

......

When Han Xuezi woke up the next day, she only felt dizzy and sore, which was the result of a serious bad sleep.

After staring at the ceiling for a long time with her eyes wide open, Han Xuezi came to a conclusion.

Wang Fugui is a scumbag, speaking of those scoundrels, she, the eldest lady who has always been in the elite, is definitely not his opponent.

It's like if you eat more than a pig, no matter how much you eat, can you compare to a pig?

The ancients said: "There are three no-fights: don't fight with gentlemen, don't fight with villains, and don't fight with heaven and earth." ”

Wang Fugui must be a standard villain, and Han Xuezi will only be as unhappy as last night if her brain is caught by the door.

Of course, this matter will not be just stopped, Han Xuezi now raised her arm and sniffed it, as if she could still smell the disgusting smell of stinky feet, last night when she was in the shower, but almost broke the skin.

Looking for opportunities in the future, there must be opportunities, Mr. Han really doesn't believe it, with her shrewdness and cleverness, she can't fight a small person?

Wang Fugui, one day I will let you know how powerful I am Han Xuezi, hum, hum!

After comforting herself in her heart for a while, Han Xuezi finally felt a little better and got up and sat up.

After she brushed her teeth and washed her face, she specially painted a heavy eyeshadow to hide the dark circles under her eyes, and then she curled out of the bedroom, and her demeanor and actions clearly showed her true colors of a slender and ruthless woman.

The scumbag was not in the room, but there was a jingling sound from the kitchen, and a fragrance wafted from there, which made Mr. Han's nose slightly dilute and his appetite was aroused.

Many little girls who are elegant on the surface, or smart in ice and snow, are actually incapable of cooking or hygiene when they are in their own homes.

Especially like Mr. Han, who lives alone, she has lived alone in this villa for more than a year, and her best cooking is boiling noodles in clear water.

Oh, and a little more salt, of course.

She had never smelled such gluttonous food in her own villa.

Wang Fugui is cooking?

This scumbag can cook?

Where did he buy his cooking stuff, but I remember, the kitchen fridge was empty.

Han Xuezi was not only surprised, but also a little longing, and involuntarily walked down the stairs quickly and stood at the door of the kitchen.

Wang Fugui wore an apron and a hat made of advertising paper on his head, and the funny thing was that on the hat at the back of his head, there was a very attractive beautiful woman's fart, which danced like a crooked head with the shaking of his head.

He was raising eggs, holding a frying spoon in his right hand, holding the handle of the pot in his left hand, and in the sound of frying, his wrist shook suddenly, and the eggs in the wok, obediently turned over, and obediently fell inside.

Looking at Wang Fugui's back, Han Xuezi suddenly thought of a sentence: The serious appearance is moving, and it is said that when a man is very focused on doing one thing, he is the most attractive time.

Wang Fugui, who is cooking now, can be regarded as focusing on one thing, right?

In particular, Wang Fugui's action of turning the pot upside down looks like he has a sense of beauty with ease, with a super-earthly artistic conception, as if he is not raising eggs, but doing a great thing.

Unconsciously, Han Xuezi actually looked in a trance, and her expression was serene, just like Montrissa in an oil painting.

After Wang Fugui raised the eggs, he didn't use a scrambled spoon, his left hand was slightly shaken, and the fragrant steaming eggs flew out by themselves, and they landed on the plates on the cupboard at all, the strength was just right, smacking, clean and neat.

"It's very singing. ”

Wang Fugui snapped his fingers, praised himself with satisfaction, turned around, and said with a smile: "Up?"

"Well, it's up. ”

After Han Xuezi nodded, she suddenly wondered why her tone had suddenly become so amorous, shouldn't she have a cold face, squinted her eyes, raised her chin and twisted a beautiful twist, turned around and left, and made the scumbag feel soberly that she didn't want to pay attention to his arrogance?