Chapter 914: Dog Days (7)

Pink Rose Love: Three Dogs (Varu Alan)

（7）

I know now that I'm just a loudspeaker. Just like Aunt Lu said: dogs that can bite don't bark, and people who can cheat don't shout. When it really comes, I'll stay away and won't say a word to anyone who claims to be a virgin.

My husband is 160 pounds fat, and he is still pretending to be a virgin online. Under the net, he is a girl killer, and he doesn't even let go of his own family.

That day we had a barbecue at my aunt's restaurant, and a cousin, the child of my fifth cousin's child in Hainan, is said to have gone to Beijing to learn piano at the age of 8, and in that kind of aristocratic school, it costs more than 100,000 yuan a year. I'm 14 years old, the same age as my son.

My aunt said: The aunt and ancestor written in your book are her own ancestors (grandparents mean great-grandmother).

My lustful husband stared at the people in a daze and asked, "From your professional point of view, does Lang Lang play well? We can't hear any difference." ”

The little cousin's fingers were shaking as she answered. My son whispered to me: You see you still want me to learn the piano, and I will practice like that, what it looks like, I will be sick when I look at it.

I think it's like a little girl being electrocuted, and it just looks like a boy of the same age is just "sick".

When I said goodbye to my aunt, my aunt said: You don't need to go to greet them, I'll just tell them. I guess my aunt also saw something, don't be at that time, one is invited to the house to recognize the door, and the other immediately agrees, and it will be troublesome if it is sticky and hot.

For a few days, my husband didn't like his son horizontally and vertically, and scolded him. I didn't like it, so I said: I went out to meet netizens, found me the key to the mailbox, and picked up the newspaper by the way when I came back.

The son said: See netizens, don't come back if you have the ability.

I don't have the skills to do this, I have to go home before dark.

Even though I had only been away for two hours, my husband still pretended to say: What I was afraid of happening has finally happened......

Then he went into the kitchen and fried a few dishes, smiling flatteringly. I look at it and imagine if he didn't come home all night, would he be running around like a headless fly, or would he beat up his son?

In fact, in a good time, he should learn from other men to "work overtime" and do the trick in the name of work, there is no need to guard his yellow-faced wife. I'm still content with chatting with strangers on the Internet when he's out for dinner and karaoke.

I'm only suitable for mental derailment. I made the man I wanted, put him in the oven, the raisins were his eyes and buttons, because it was hot, I added ginger ale, he tasted so good, I ate him all in my stomach.

Then, my body started to sweat, I went to take a shower, and in front of the bathroom mirror in the bathroom, I saw that I and he were seamlessly one.

He doesn't treat my body as a renewable resource, for fear that it will soon become obsolete, and he wants it to make money for him quickly. He is a part of my body and will be familiar and accustomed to the changes in my body and will always be with me.

He wouldn't look for another body, he wouldn't think that his twin body was more than 20 years younger than his own, and he would bow down to that little body, describing her as like a wet moon.

He couldn't leave my body, and he stared blankly at me after the bath, watching the crystalline droplets of water slowly dip into the golden skin...... I put on the clothes of an elf and flew with him to the depths of the sea.