is only seventeen years old, dare to love this girl is not yet an adult?

Seventeen years old, Xiao Bisheng remembered that his son was still in high school when he was seventeen years old, Nima, you have graduated from college, and you brought a high school girl to the family, and you still live in the same room, and....

"Xiao Han, you come over to me, we have to talk. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

When Duanmu Wan'er said her age, Xiao Han knew that it was ruined. Cover your face and make a helpless gesture there.

"Sir, I.. Did I say the wrong thing?" Duanmu Wan'er looked at Xiao Han and whispered apologetically.

"You're right, I'm wrong. ”

Xiao Han smiled bitterly, and then was taken out by his father for torture.

"Say, what's going on. Didn't you say it was your classmate?"

"yes. ”

"My classmate is only seventeen years old, are you kidding me?"

"People go to school early and skip grades, so I graduated from college at the age of seventeen, so there's nothing wrong with it. ”

"Okay, there's nothing wrong with what you made up. But one is a seventeen-year-old girl, stinky boy, you... How do you do it?"

"What's wrong with me?" Xiao Han was confused.

"You know what's wrong. But I have to tell you, you're breaking the law. What about people who are still minors? What do you say on the Internet, three years of death, the highest... Highest start"

"It's a three-year start, and it's better to get a death penalty. Xiao Han supported his forehead.

"Yes, that's it. You know it's very clear, you know it's still doing it, you don't want to live anymore?" Daddy scolded.

"Dad, this is for people under the age of fourteen, and Wan'er is seventeen. ”

"That's not going to work either!" Xiao Bisheng said categorically.

"Why can't it work? The law doesn't stop it, so why should you stop it? ”

"I'm your son. It's not good to be underage!"

Xiao Han still wanted to argue, but slowly, Xiao Han suddenly stopped.

"Am I so stupid, what are I doing arguing with my dad about this?" Xiao Han was almost stupid and cried by himself, he didn't expect that he would be tricked by his own father when he beat the driver in Qiumingshan.

It doesn't matter if he's fourteen or seventeen years old, does it matter? Xiao Han didn't want to do anything at all, he was simply taken into the pit by his father just now.

"Yes, Dad. I'm not going to argue with you anymore. There is Mount Everest between the two of us, so we can't communicate. Xiao Han spread his hands and went back to sleep.

"Stinky boy, you have to listen to what I say, remember it for me!" Daddy shouted from behind.

But Xiao Han had already returned to the house, closed the door, climbed the sofa and went to sleep.

Mom also left, but Duanmu Wan'er was still in the living room, looking at Xiao Han lying on the sofa: "Sir, am I causing you trouble?"

The girl looked a little lost.

The head of the mantis was slightly lowered, and there was a faint apology on the charming pretty face.

Xiao Han looked at it, it was torture.

"Wan'er, don't think about it, go to sleep. Tomorrow the restaurant opens, and it depends on your cooking skills. Xiao Han closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, forcibly not looking at the girl.

"Hmm. ”

Duanmu Wan'er didn't speak again, and went back to bed obediently to sleep.

Listening to the girl's light footsteps gradually disappearing, Xiao Han secretly squinted with one eye, looked at the girl's jade-white jade feet under the nightgown, and swallowed his saliva fiercely.

Then the eyes looked at the nose, the nose looked at the heart, and fell asleep like this.

In a daze.

Xiao Han felt as if he was in a sea of flowers, fragrant and refreshing.

In the sea of flowers, there is a white rabbit smiling at him. Xiao Han walked over and picked it up, the white rabbit's fluffy fur gently rubbed Xiao Han's face, slowly sweeping the tip of his nose.

Ahh

With a loud sneeze, Xiao Han woke up immediately.

Outside the window, but the morning sun is shining.

"Giggle..."

There was a girl's chuckle like a silver bell in his ears.

"Wan'er, how dare you tease me?" Xiao Han opened his eyes and saw the girl's charming big eyes, and immediately smiled helplessly.

This Nizi woke up quite early.

"Aren't you used to it?" Xiao Han asked with concern. He knows that some people are prone to insomnia after changing circumstances.

"It's not. I just found something, and I want to ask Mr. Shi?"

Duanmu Wan'er smiled inexplicably, and then took out a magazine with a fancy cover behind her chest.

When Xiao Han saw it, he was instantly shocked, snatched it up and put it behind him and pressed it under the sofa.

"No, not mine. How can I have time to look at this thing. ”

"It's just vulgar. ”

"I guess it's fat, he let me forget to take it. ”

Xiao Han said with a weak heart, but the poor fat man carried another black pot.

The fat man who was cultivating hard in the other world suddenly sneezed at this moment.

"What's the matter, Triumph?" asked Qin Yun, who was accompanying her.

"It's fine. The fat man smiled, and then continued to cultivate.

――――

"Really, sir?"

"Hey... I didn't expect you to be such a gentleman?" Wan'er sighed with pretended regret, and then laughed out loud.

The laughing flowers trembled, and Xiao Han, who was watching, also laughed.

"Alright, let's go eat. Wan'er will make a share of the source power crystal light rice, and give Captain Li and them to make up for their bodies. ”

"Hmm. Duanmu Wan'er nodded in response, and then went to the kitchen to cook.

Seeing that Duanmu Wan'er was far away, Xiao Han hurriedly took the magazine out and threw it away.

Paralyzed, Lao Tzu will never look at this thing again.

There is a beautiful woman in the house, and she definitely abuses the model in the magazine in terms of appearance and temperament, and you still need to look at that ghostly thing?

Xiao Han scoffed, and then "swaggered" to the kitchen to see if he could help?

At this time, it was still early. There are basically no people on the street, and the eastern morning sun is only showing its first appearance, and the distant horizon is still a little gray.

It shouldn't be smog.

After half an hour, the sky really brightened, and the town, which had been asleep all night, began to work like a sophisticated machine again, and the old ones were still boiling cauldrons, and the curling smoke was slowly rising.

Xiao Bisheng woke up the sleeping Han Ling with one kick: "Still sleeping, go make breakfast." ”

Han Ling opened her confused eyes and said with some complaints: "Hey, I really sold it to your old Xiao family." Cooking, laundry, it's all my job. For so many years, it's hard for you to cook a meal, right? ”

"Stop complaining. Outside my Lord, inside your Lord, why are there so many things, why don't you go quickly? If it's dinner, your son will probably go hungry again. ”

"Okay, okay, I'll go. What age is it, and it's still machismo. I told you that your son learned from you, and he didn't take the initiative to cook if he had a craft. If you marry a daughter-in-law who can't cook, I will see what your son will eat when I see it. ”

Xiao Bisheng twisted his neck and snorted coldly: "A woman who can't cook, I firmly disagree." ”

"What kind of virtue is it that you say that your son is fragrant and sweet?" Han Ling sneered, and then went to cook after freshening up.

Xiao Bisheng couldn't sleep either, so he simply got up and went outside for morning exercises.

"Ahh Big win, you come out quickly!"