Mr. Hao was silent.

This is not the first time he has shot himself in the foot.

Could it be that he really derailed from the world?

He found that not only could he not predict the trajectory of his little wife's behavior, but even the second sister and mother, who were most familiar, could not keep up with the rhythm.

Too sad.

Mr. Hao went back to his room and closed himself.

With a wave of his sleeves, a breeze rippled in the air, and the petals of several orchids rose with the wind and flew in the air.

It is against physics for the petals to fly on their own from the ground.

Can...

Hao Youzi gently grabbed a petal and said excitedly to her mother: "Mom! Look at it!! The plants and trees have spirits, and the flowers are responding to you~"

Mrs. Hao: ♡ (* ́∀'*) people (* ́∀'*). ♡

Hao Youqian: One by one

Ling Bingbing: ㄟ (≧◇≦) ㄏ

——

Mr. Hao was helpless.

Mr. Hao decided he was going to stand up!

If he can't stand up again, maybe one day he will still be angry, and his mother and sister will also feel that he is not worthy of Bingbing and send him away~~~

After all, the coffin cemetery is ready-made, the veterinarian photos have been prepared for a long time, and now even the funeral items have arrived!!

Yes!

Hao Youzi's customized radio has arrived!

Big and green! When he opened the express, Uncle Guan thought that it was sent by someone who lacked virtue to curse the Hao family, and later heard that this was the funeral prepared by the second lady for Hao Youqian, and he called it awesome!

Hao Youzi gave too much~~ The store directly turned the green paint into fluorescent stone! The whole body of the radio is made of fluorescent stone, without strong light, it can be lit up at night, this is placed in a circle around the grave, and the tomb robbers are afraid to see it!

I even think that in order to retain Hao Youzi, a big customer, the store also recorded many versions of Chaodu songs for him, involving more than a dozen countries, saying that he is not worried that his soul will not understand after death.

It's not—

He's dead, why should he listen to what people can understand?

It may be that God has felt Mr. Hao's eagerness to wake up, and after the old lady moved her 20 pots of orchids to the ground, Mr. Hao stood up!!

Yes.

Stand up!!

His lower limbs have completely regained their strength!

Let him 'bounce' out of bed!

That's right.

It's just a bullet!

Because his upper body can't move ~~ his head can't ~~

Fortunately, his leg muscles are strong enough to support him to stand in place, but his body and head... Only...

The moment she pushed open the door, looking at Mr. Hao, who was crooked on the side of the bed, her upper limbs and head kept hitting the bed board, Ling Bingbing took a deep breath, then took out her mobile phone, and shook her hand to dial a number that she hadn't contacted for half a year.

"Old... Old man..."

"I'm not dead..."

"I just wanted to ask... How do you fight zombies? ”

Hearing this, Mr. Hao, who was trying to throw his head back on the bed, stopped moving.

He subconsciously turned around and wanted to say hello to his little wife, his legs turned around, but his upper body.

Quack –

There was a clear cracking sound in the room...

——

"Sister, I know you are hungry for his body, the girl is old and has some special needs, which is understandable..."

"But no matter how you say it, his body is also a baby~~ Don't be so heavy next time, I can't stand it."

Ling Yan operated on Hao Youqian, and at the same time taught his sister without saying anything.

Yes.

In order to explain why Hao Youqian suddenly broke his waist, Ling Bingbing had to tell everyone that she did it, and she saw him pleasing to the eye, so she grabbed him and beat him, but she didn't expect that his strength was too great.

Mr. Hao is shutting himself up in the air right now.

He felt that his life was completely over from today.

He was able to break his own waist.

This... This will be in the future... Will it affect the user experience of the little wife in bed?

He didn't expect that he thought that if he wanted to dig the corner of the wall, his eldest brother would actually help him speak.

Seemingly... It was he who was prejudiced against him.

Mr. Hao secretly blamed himself and decided to donate a sum to his uncle's scientific research project in the evening.

Ling Bingbing didn't dare to raise her head, for fear that she couldn't help but laugh.

"Brother... It's not what you think..."

Ling Yan's stitched fingers didn't stop, his eyes raised slightly, and he seemed to smile and said, "What is that?" He fell on his own? ”

"The bed is so high, how can he fall like this in a vegetative state?"

Ling Bingbing: "This..."

Ling Yan looked at her eyes and knew that her sister was about to make up a story, so she said before she could speak: "Brother didn't mean to blame you for saying this, I just want to tell you that you are too rough to play like this, and it is easy to play people badly." ”

"After all, he still has qi, and some of the functions of his body are still normal."

"I really want to play with you and wait for him to hang up completely, give me people, my brother will make you a kind of large-sized puppet doll, don't say you want to change the angle and turn your waist, I will make her neck for you to be able to turn 360 degrees, and then it can be disassembled, if you want that kind of disabled boss taboo love, just dismantle his legs."

Ling Bingbing: (*/ω\*)

Hao Youqian: ┌(。 Д。 )┐

Mr. Hao - decided, he will have Ling Yan's domestic property closed tonight!!

Donate a p!

Give him a dime is sorry for his old waist!

Yes...

It hurts so much~~~

This guy definitely did it on purpose!

——

Mr. Hao suddenly fractured his bones, which made the atmosphere of the entire Hao family a little weird.

Eerily quiet.

The more the old lady looked, the more she felt that God was warning her.

If Bingbing hadn't insisted, she would have wanted to move her son to the backyard.

Hao Bufan heard that Hao Youqian was also in a wheelchair now, and he was extremely excited at first.

But soon, he realized that his uncle was so handsome that he couldn't please Bingbing with his appearance... That yourself...

This slightly inferior point...

"Young Master Extraordinary, what are you thinking?"

Hao Bufan subconsciously continued: "I want to be bingbing..."

With that, he slammed his mouth shut and raised his head with a trembling head.

Wipe!

Forget that there is a killing god across from him!

"That's... I... I was thinking that it was a weirdly hot day, and I had to eat something cold, you say, teacher? ”

"I'll ask someone to make some shaved ice, what flavor do you want to eat, master?" Hao Bufan looked at Ling Yan with an earnest face, if he hadn't known that Ling Yan didn't like to come into contact with people, he would have been ready to squat beside him and knock him on the leg by now.

Ling Yan looked at him with a smile, his fingers rubbing the walnut in his hand.

"Want to eat ice?" He asked, the man's red lips slightly opened, and his eyes were gentle.

"Huh?"

The faint tail note seems to have a small hook, which directly hooks up the extraordinary soul.

Hao Bufan cautiously observed his face, and replied uncertainly: "Both... All right? ”

"Look at you..."

Ling Yan's Gujing Wubo's eyes flashed with a faint light, and he reached out to hold Hao Bufan's chin.

His fingers are cold...

"See what I do? I'm not Bingbing. ”

"You can eat what you want."

Hao Bufan's cold sweat came down: "I... I don't really want to eat either. ”

"Is it~~" Ling Yan let go of him, and lightly buckled his fingers on the table: "Boy, you can't be so fickle~~ Come on, bring a bowl of fried ice to Young Master Hao." ”

Hearing the measure word of a bowl, Hao Bufan breathed a sigh of relief...