"Let you kneel on the washboard!" Guan Meiqian had a whim and made such a bad move.

"My aunt, we don't have a washboard at home!" Cheng Hao called this a grievance in his heart, and he couldn't move right.

"Isn't that a keyboard?" Luo Xiaowei pointed to the keyboard in front of Cheng Hao's computer desk.

"Yes! Guan Meiqian nodded, "Xiaowei, you look at him, I'll go get the keyboard!"

"Luo Xiaowei, do I have a grudge against you?"

Before Cheng Hao's words could speak, Luo Xiaowei quickly cut Cheng Hao's hand.

Cheng Hao began to struggle, but the more he struggled, the harder Luo Xiaowei worked, his chest was pressed against his back, and Cheng Hao deeply felt the cool feeling brought by the two big guys on Luo Xiaowei's chest.

"Ahh

"It's still moving" Luo Xiaowei glared at Cheng Hao, just now he let this bastard eat tofu.

"Don't move, don't move, you've eaten enough tofu!" Although Cheng Hao didn't dare to move his hands, he was still taking advantage of it.

"What?" Luo Xiaowei yelled.

"Nothing, nothing!" "Dare to say it for the first time, and dare not say it a second time.

"Bang!" Guan Meiqian threw the keyboard to the ground, hugged her shoulders and looked at Cheng Hao and said coldly: "I'll give you two choices!"

"Say!" Cheng Hao looked at the keyboard in front of him, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Guan Meiqian raised her jade finger: "First, you kneel with the keyboard: Auntie, I was wrong." I'll forgive you!"

"Why are you teasing me?" Cheng Hao cried with this face: "You kneel for me to try!"

Guan Meiqian didn't answer, but a gentle smile rose at the corner of her mouth, and she continued: "Second, from now on, you kneel on the keyboard until dawn!"

"I don't choose any of them!" Cheng Hao was about to struggle as he spoke, Guan Meiqian and Luo Xiaowei pressed Cheng Hao's two arms at the same time, and he couldn't move at all.

"Stinky boy, do you dare to resist?" Luo Xiaowei increased his strength, making Cheng Hao cry out in pain.

"Lao Tzu would rather be a broken jade than a complete tile!" Cheng Hao was aggressive, "If you want me to kneel on the keyboard, can I give a reason?"

Guan Meiqian sneered: "Do you need a reason to beat you?"

"Damn, it's unreasonable!" Cheng Hao was angry, this grandson was fed up with anger!

"Beat him!" Guan Meiqian was about to stretch out her hand.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Lao Tzu you two stinky girls today!" Cheng Hao waved his hand and put the two women directly on the bed.

"Ah!" Guan Meiqian screamed in fright, Luo Xiaowei was worried in her heart, what Cheng Hao really wanted to do, I am afraid that the two of them are really not opponents.

Cheng Hao lay down between the two of them with a dragon in the sea, hugged the two women with a big bag, and showed an evil smile: "Come on, my big wife and little wife!"

"Bastard!" Guan Meiqian turned over and hurriedly ran down, clasping her arms around herself to prevent Cheng Hao from violating herself.

Luo Xiaowei on the other end also went down, and snorted coldly: "Your face is finally revealed!"

"Is there one?" Cheng Hao spread his hands: "I'm not tempting to test whether you two have evil thoughts?"

"Humph!" the two girls snorted coldly at the same time.

"Xiaowei, let's go, ignore this!" Guan Meiqian stepped forward and took Luo Xiaowei's hand and left Cheng Hao's room.

"Don't be in a hurry to leave!" Cheng Hao hurriedly stayed: "We can also lie down together and talk about our hearts!"

"Talk about your sister!" the angry Guan Meiqian kicked the door.

"Bang!" the door to the room closed instantly.

Cheng Hao burst out laughing: "Hahaha!"

If Cheng Hao didn't use such an extreme method, I'm afraid these two women would still be pestering him.

"Alas! sleep!" Cheng Hao stretched his waist and fell asleep.

In the early morning, the morning sun rises, firecrackers sound in Shenhai City, and the streets and alleys are celebrating the arrival of Chinese New Year's Eve.

Cheng Hao woke up to the sound of firecrackers, washed and brushed his teeth, and ate breakfast.

At the dinner table, Guan Meiqian and Luo Xiaowei muttered and didn't know what to say.

Cheng Hao put down his chopsticks and said, "Xiaowei, won't you go home on Chinese New Year's Eve?"

Before Luo Xiaowei could speak, Guan Meiqian opened her mouth first: "Xiaowei is celebrating the New Year with us, his parents are too busy overseas to come back!"

"Oh!" Cheng Hao smiled: "Okay, let's be lively again!"

"You are not allowed to bully Xiaowei, otherwise I will definitely clean you up!" Guan Meiqian clenched her little fist and scared Cheng Hao.

"How dare I" Cheng Hao looked scared, "How dare I bully her, there is a tigress like you!"

"What?" Guan Meiqian was displeased, pinched her pink fist and said, "Who do you say is the tigress?"

"It's you!" Cheng Hao got up and ran out of the living room after speaking.

"You stop!" Guan Meiqian replayed Cheng Hao, chasing after him.

"Cheng Hao!" Guan Meiqian stood at the door with her waist crossed and pointed at Cheng Hao.

Cheng Hao subconsciously hid in the corner, Huang Bo shook his head, and said: "Meiqian, don't make trouble, paste Spring Festival couplets on our villa as soon as possible, and you can go back and play!"

"Uncle Huang!" Guan Meiqian was unhappy.

After Guan Meiqian finished speaking, she turned around and returned to the apartment.

The Spring Festival couplets and blessing words were posted everywhere in the villa, and it was busy all morning.

On the other end, several people are preparing Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the kitchen.

A few women were surprised that Cheng Hao's cooking skills were quite good, although he was not making abalone and sea cucumber, but the taste was quite delicious.

Guan Meiqian tasted the dish made by Cheng Hao: "Well, it tastes good, what kind of dish is this?"

"This is called a mountain vegetable, haven't you eaten it?"

"No!" Guan Meiqian shook her head.

"Huh!" Cheng Hao was speechless for an instant, and Xue Zhong and Luo Xiaowei did smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Guan Meiqian didn't know what was going on.

Guan Tianyu, who was busy with the last work at the end of the year, also came back, without the slightest fan of a big boss, and made dumplings with everyone.

In the evening, everyone sat at the table of a chapter, eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner and watching the Spring Festival Gala, which was very lively.

On the other side, in the private room of the Chengnan Hotel, a group of gangsters gathered here.

Yang Kun took the lead, got up and raised his wine glass: "Come on, come on, a toast for our brothers to be united!"

Mattei nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, yes, the three brothers abandon the darkness and turn to the light!"

"one! Celebrate Fan Hu's death!" Huzi, who is the boss, said something that was not very pleasant.

Mattei hastily raised his glass with a flattering face.

Although Yang Kun was unhappy, he still raised his wine glass, and Ma Song was the only one on the table who did not raise his glass.

Mattei said carefully: "Raise your glass!"

"Today is Brother Tiger's first seven!" Ma Song turned his head and didn't want to look at Ma Tai, whether they knew it or not, but he Rao Tianyu knew.

Today is Fan Hu's first seventh, and their former brothers don't wear filial piety to burn paper, but they are still celebrating Fan Hu's death.

"Then what do you want, brother?" Ma Tai questioned Ma Song, people had to bow their heads under the eaves, he also knew about Fan Hu in his heart, but Fan Hu had been killed by Huzi, and now if he wanted to live, he had to follow Huzi, this he Ma Tai was famous.

"Bang!" Masson slammed the glass on the table, "You can drink this wine, I can't!"

"Bang!" Huzi slapped the dinner table: "What do you want?"

Huzi was angry, and the rest of the people didn't dare to say a word, for fear of angering Huzi.

"Sit down!" Mater pulled Masson.

Ma Song shook Mattei away.

"Leave me alone, you don't dare to say it, I dare to say it!"

"Sit down..." Ma Tai was worried that Huzi would get angry and kill Ma Song.

"Don't stop him, let him speak!"

The corners of Huzi's mouth twitched, looking very fierce.

"Today is Fan Hu's first seventh, if you don't burn paper or wear filial piety, you actually let us celebrate his death! You have no conscience, I can't sit down!"

The dinner table was very quiet, and a few people next to them lowered their heads, how could they not know this truth, after Huang Jingshan's death, the territory of the Huang family began to be swallowed up by Feng Lan, knowing that Fan Hu was killed by Huzi, at this moment they tended to be obscene and powerful, and dared not speak out, and they may be a little ashamed in their hearts, because they gave out their own boss and their own brother for the sake of profit.

Ma Song patted his chest and asked a few people: "When Huang Ye is here, do you dare to do this?"

Huzi's face suddenly became hideous, he was very unhappy, now it was him Huzi who had made the calculation, and he actually dared to mention Huangjingshan, he was simply looking for death.

"You guys..."

Before Ma Song finished speaking, Huzi reached out and directly overturned the table.

"Wow!" the plates shattered, and the table rolled over to the ground a few times.

"Don't you really want to live?"