(One hundred and sixty-one)

The short watermelon and the rough voice Hou Yikou were locked in the firewood room, and as soon as the rough voice Hou Yizui remembered what he looked like when he was caught, he couldn't sit still anymore and began to tease the short watermelon lying on the haystack. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It turned out that Hou Yizui and the short watermelon were attacked by the enemy, and seeing the rolling stones in front of them keep throwing at the two, the two hurriedly jumped away, and the rough voice Hou Yizui was tall and long-legged and easily jumped over when he encountered a relatively small rolling stone. However, the short watermelon dodged on the left and on the right.

The rough voice Hou sat cross-legged on the ground, twisted his body, stretched his waist and said, "I thought about it, look at the way you were in a hurry to hide from the stone just now, I will hand over the work under my feet to you." ”

As soon as the short watermelon heard this, he sat up from the haystack and said excitedly, "Is this true? ”

The rough voice Hou glanced at the short watermelon again, pointed to the door of the firewood room and said, "The premise is that when you get out of the door in front of you!" ”

The short watermelon, when he heard that this was like a wilted eggplant, turned around and lay down again, and said resentfully: "It's the same as if you didn't say it!" ”

Hou said indifferently with a rough voice: "How can it be the same? Then I won't hand it over to you?! He deliberately tempted the short watermelon.

The short watermelon turned around, his eyes looked at the rough voice, and he said, "Brother-in-law, if you don't teach me?" Who else can it be handed over? ”

Hearing this, Hou Yiyi, who was rough-voiced, smiled proudly and said, "Hey, you're on the point, and this reminds me." ”

"What?"

"What if I taught you? How can I pass it on to my Niu Niu Baby. You're right! As soon as he thought of this, the corners of his mouth rose and he stretched out his crossed legs. Xiang leaned down and lay on the ground, and said, "You said that I have this kung fu on my feet, can I, a cow cow, learn it immediately?" ”

"I don't think so!" The short watermelon sneezed as he spoke, and then said, "What if it's a girl!" ”

"Fuck off! Don't talk nonsense, be careful that your crow's mouth is really accurate! Hou said in a rough voice.

At this moment, the door of the firewood room slowly opened, and a young and handsome man walked in from outside.

When the short watermelon saw it, he stammered, "Cow...... Cattle...... You. ”

Niu Er shook the key and said, "How can you see Dad, don't call Dad, Dad is happy and may take off the thousand catties of round balls under your feet for you." ”

Seeing Niu Er taking advantage of the short watermelon, Hou said coldly in a rough voice: "Why do you want to talk about what you want to do here?" ”

Niu Er stood out of reach of the rough voice Hou Yikou and the short watermelon and replied, "It's not that I want you to say it, you think too much, I just want to be friends with you here." ”

"Be friends? In Grandpa's opinion, forget it! The rough voice Hou Yiyi was still lying down, and his eyes looked at the tiles on the roof and said.

"You're ......!" Niu Er didn't expect that Hou Yiyi, who had a rough voice, would turn himself in a game at this time, so he was a little surprised and annoyed.

"What, you're his father, so I'm not your grandfather?" Hou sat up with a rough voice, staring at Niu Er and said.

Niu Er rolled his eyes and thought, "Now I don't care about you, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan." So he smiled and said, "Grandpa is good, why is it not good, grandpa has to take care of the younger generation, doesn't he?" (To be continued.) )