After reading Han Laomo's text message, Han Jiangxue, who was hiding in the quilt, was so angry that she couldn't help but scold.

This old bastard is too lacking in morality!

"You can't bear to die in front of me, and you want to die in the back of me?"

Han Jiangxue's little tender hands trembled.

"Dad works out at least five hours a day, skips lunch and pays attention to health. For the sake of dying later than you. ”

"If you don't die, Dad won't die."

Han Jiangxue laughed angrily.

Trembling and typing a few dirty words: "You're a cow!" ”

Then block the number again.

Talking to this old bastard will have a short life.

No wonder for so many years, grandma has never talked about her precious son.

In the early years, there must have been no less sin.

After being blocked, Mr. Han suddenly felt a little empty.

I don't know if I didn't eat the old bastard's meal, or if I was a little disturbed by Qi's endocrine.

Mr. Han got out of the quilt, glanced at Brother Zhang, who was watching a small video, and said flatly: "Brother Zhang, I'm a little cold, can you warm the quilt for me?" ”

"Come less." Brother Zhang was indifferent, focusing on watching the anchor's hot dance, and didn't look back. "It's almost twenty-eight degrees indoors, cold? I was sweating hot. ”

"What's so nice about this little video?" Mr. Han said angrily. "The facial features of each beautiful face and thin face are distorted, and in reality she may be an aunt."

"Don't insult my goddess!" Brother Zhang jumped like thunder, a carp stiffened, and then another 360 degrees flipped in the air, and smashed on the soft bed with a pop.

Seeing Brother Zhang getting into the quilt, although Han Jiangxue was proud, she pouted again: "You have changed a goddess in the past three days, can I insult it?" ”

"Nonsense, I've been watching this anchor for ten days in a row." Brother Zhang lay flat in the quilt, staring straight at the ceiling. "How can I be as attentive as you say?"

Han Jiangxue saw that Brother Zhang was honest, and of course she didn't dare to overstep it.

With Brother Zhang's current physique, body, and explosive muscle lines, Mr. Han is afraid that he will not be able to control it if he gets closer.

Turning back, this bastard disgusted himself and seduced him, and was scolded so bloody that it was not worth it.

It's also a loss that both of them are chicks and have no personnel.

If these two old rivers and lakes who eat marrow and know the taste, they would have already held back the problem.

"Brother Zhang, you look at these things every day, can you stand it?" Mr. Han turned sideways, propped his head, and couldn't sleep anyway, doing scientific research.

"I used to be a soldier in Beimang, and the troops were strictly managed, and I am a big brother, so I have to be a good example of male morality." Zhang Ruoyu said solemnly. "Now that I'm free, of course I'm going to see everything I missed!"

Mr. Han was thoughtful, as if he understood or not, but his eyes flashed with a narrow look: "It's a pity that I don't have a dancing background, or I'll give you a whole paragraph." ”

Brother Zhang frowned and said coldly, "What do you mean?" Doing this with me again? Mr. Han, it's not that you don't know that the general environment is already very bad now. If we do something bad inside, won't we block the road? ”

"Say what?" Mr. Han said proudly. "I just pity you, I didn't have to watch it before, but now I see it, it's all technology and hard work, a group of aunts and aunts are twisting Yangge there, and you still watch it with relish, as a goddess in your dreams."

"That's better than nothing." Brother Zhang has always been content.

"Show me." Mr. Han said. "I want to see how sassy those little goblins are, and they can make my brother Zhang like this."

"Isn't it okay? Let's watch it together, it's a bit obscene. Brother Zhang hesitated.

"Brother Zhang, the pattern is smaller. What's wrong with two people watching an exciting video? Is it breaking the law or is it a crime? Mr. Han was very angry and urged Brother Zhang to let it go.

After watching it for less than two minutes, Mr. Han said with disgust: "That's it? ”

"This is what I used to like." Brother Zhang felt that he couldn't get over his face. "I'll find you someone with a higher popularity."

"Alright." Mr. Han pouted. "That face looks like putty, how thick is the foundation? When people shake back and forth, their faces are big and small, as if watching a horror movie. Brother Zhang, it's not me who lifts you up, you put on makeup to make a beautiful face and slim your face, and you can dance casually for a while to be more sassy than them. ”

"That's enough." Brother Zhang lost interest and said sullenly. "Don't look at it, go to sleep."

Mr. Han succeeded in his treacherous plan, and the corners of his lips were smug smiles.

Let you watch this group of foxes dance every day!

"It's okay, Brother Zhang, I just took a look, those anchors don't have any dancing skills, I can give you a whole paragraph by practicing for a few days." Mr. Han coaxed Brother Zhang, afraid that his mentality would collapse.

"What the hell? I'm tired of seeing your face and figure. Brother Zhang pouted. Do you know that watching live broadcasts is to watch excitement and freshness? ”

"Then I'll wear a mask, won't you just have to look at my face?" Mr. Han gave advice.

"That-" Brother Zhang blinked. "It's kind of interesting."

"Sleep, Ming'er still has something to do." Mr. Han closed his beautiful eyes and approached Brother Zhang slightly.

"Hmm." Brother Zhang nodded, slept for a while, suddenly realized something, and pushed Mr. Han a few times. "Wake up."

"What's wrong?" Mr. Han was a little dazed.

"Is it still cold? Don't cold me go down. Brother Zhang whispered in her ear.

"Whatever you want." Mr. Han muttered.

On her birthday, she felt that she could actually be a little privileged.

But for the sake of face, she didn't want to fight for it.

Brother Zhang moved and was about to slip away.

His back was suddenly twisted in pain, and he snorted and didn't dare to move again.

"It's my birthday, sleep with me."

Mr. Han closed his eyes, and his eyelashes trembled slightly: "Don't refuse." ”

Brother Zhang hesitated, but did not struggle.

Brother Zhang heard her scolding voice just now.

This girl has a birthday, and her parents are not there, so I guess I feel a little bad in my heart, right?

Lying down again, Brother Zhang looked at the ceiling and said lightly: "It's okay to sleep, don't move, understand?" ”

Mr. Han, who closed his eyes, patted Brother Zhang's abdominal muscles hard, and said without being salty or light: "Don't worry, I'll rub it." ”