I was mentally ill and was selected to participate in the strange rules talk

I wipe

The smell of Azhi almost made everyone at the table eat their breakfast in vain.

"Wow!"

Seeing Azhi getting closer and closer, Xiao Ran was even scared to tears.

"Mom, did Uncle Azhi go out after eating the cake without wiping it off? He even wiped it all over, wow!"

"Azhi! Stand there! Don't come over!"

Aunt Xiu narrowed her eyes and scolded him.

I wipe it!

The man with gold-rimmed glasses wiped his face randomly.

It's okay if he doesn't wipe it, but if he does, he almost wipes the stuff on his face and into his mouth.

"vomit!"

He accidentally rubbed a piece under his nose, and was hit by the smell of death. He almost jumped out of it on the spot.

"Hoo! Ahem! Haha, Xiaoran, don't worry, uncle didn't eat the daddy, uncle just... vomit! vomit~"

Halfway through the words, the man with gold-rimmed glasses couldn't help but start fucking her again.

He just smeared it on his body while cleaning, and Jiang Xiao's room was covered in such a mess, it was difficult to keep the liquid from sticking to his body!

I haven't felt much in Jiang Xiao's room just now.

After all, most of the deadbeats in the house came from broken tongues.

Well, the main thing is that Azhi knows where this thing came from better than anyone else.

When he went to clean it in the morning, he was disgusted at first.

I'm really used to the rhythm later on.

But now when I come out and get blown by the wind, I can no longer suppress the nausea.

You know, what Duanshi ate last night was the peanut sundae made by Jiang Xiao.

I don’t know how to describe this taste in words!

Azhi looked ugly, and his stomach began to churn.

Looking at Azhi who was retching, Xiaoran cried even louder.

"I didn't. Don't get me wrong. I just cleaned up. If you don't believe it, you can."

Azhi wanted to explain, but before he could get close, He Menghan scolded him.

"Go away! Don't come close to us! This smell makes people believe you even if you say you dipped your cake in it as a shower gel and rubbed it twice from beginning to end! Go, go, go! It's so disgusting!"

"No, I don't think Azhi used dada to bathe."

Azhi just wanted to thank Aunt Xiu for speaking up, but the next sentence confused him again.

"I think my Xiao Ran is right, this guy is just eating daddy, get out of here! Don't be a conspicuous person here!"

Lao Mu also looked like he was vomiting.

"It's so weird that you're so slutty, but if you think about rhinitis even if you don't care about it, you'll get it all wrong!"

"I, I am not. Me."

Azhi, who had buried his wife, was holding a set of cleaning tools and looking at everyone blankly.

Now he is simply speechless and has a feeling of confusion as he draws his sword and looks around.

"Have you finished cleaning?"

Jiang Xiao, who had been silent until now, spoke.

"ah?"

Azhi was stunned for a moment, then immediately shook his head.

"No, no, I'll get some water and get back to work!"

Azhi bared his teeth and smiled, then went to the bathroom to get water.

Xiaoran wiped away her tears, her face full of worry.

"No wonder Uncle Azhi didn't eat breakfast. It turned out he was eating papa. Moreover, he choked and needed some water to drink it down. He's so perverted."

The man with gold-rimmed glasses paused, feeling his body trembling.

I fucked it

Uncle is really not a pervert!

But then again, even the soup and water in this thing are filled with oil, so it shouldn’t choke me, right?

The scene where Azhi was buried like this made the audience in the Longguo live broadcast room even more run out.

After all, it’s early in the morning and no one wants to be blinded.

【retreat! retreat! retreat! ! 】

[Let’s go and see how the blond man in the lighthouse is doing. 】

At this time, Ward's expression looked like he was constipated.

During breakfast, the cheerful man with gold-rimmed glasses sat next to him without hesitation.

"Oh my god, breakfast isn't roast chicken?"

"Um."

"Egg sandwich?"

"Um."

"Yoshi~"

The expression of the man with gold-rimmed glasses became abnormal.

"Okay, but I don't know if you want to be an egg or a sandwich?"

Ward had a dark look on his face.

It's both eggs and a sandwich.

"Hey hey hey, don't you understand?"

Ward shook his head.

Azhi smiled fondly at him.

"You are really a little fool. Eggs and sandwiches, are you pinching me or am I pinching you~"

Ward:? ? ?

In the presence of the public and the bright world, can you be more restrained?

What made him unbearable the most was that the perverted man with gold-rimmed glasses put his hand under the table on his leg.

Ward's body stiffened instantly, and even his voice was trembling.

"Brother is not a brother. You promised last night that you don't like to use force."

"Yeah, that's right."

Azhi pulled a handful of Ward's leg hair hard, causing the latter to grit his teeth in pain.

"Do I have to force myself? I think you obviously did it voluntarily."

The 19-meter tall man sat there without daring to move. He could only look at the other people at the dinner table with helpless eyes.

But it was obvious that everyone seemed to be indifferent, and no one spoke up.

The atmosphere of eating here is obviously different from Jiang Xiao's.

It seems depressing and heavy.

Everyone ate the food in front of them in silence.

That tall beauty He Menghan kept brushing her body from time to time. .

Ward could see obvious greed in her eyes.

It's like...like the excited look in a tiger's or lion's eyes when he sees food.

I wish I could eat Ward alive!

And that little girl named Xiaoran.

If He Menghan's eyes were full of killing intent.

Then this little girl's expression gave him a sinister feeling.

Although the little girl has tried her best to show her cute side.

But Ward could feel the evil chill emanating from her body.

Although the word "evil" is a bit inappropriate to describe such a cute little girl, Ward feels that is the fact.

"Oh, De~ your leg hair is so solid, you are a well-deserved macho man."

Constantly rubbing and pulling Ward's slender leg hair, Azhi's face showed a look of ecstasy.

"Haha, Azhi, remember to allocate your time, you can't have it all to yourself."

He Menghan spoke coldly, signaling Ah Zhi not to think about eating alone.

"Hehehe, I understand, I understand. Of course, having fun alone is not as good as having fun with everyone."

"etc!"

Aunt Xiu put forward her own idea.

"But I think it's better to give it to him first and then give it to her, right? The benefits are maximized and cannot be wasted, right?"

He Menghan nodded, but she didn't care, as long as it fell into her hands in the end.

"Xiaoran has grown up too"

"Shut up! Do you want to be taught a lesson by your mother again?"

Before Xiaoran could finish her words, she was interrupted irritably by Aunt Xiu.

Azhi's glasses were reflected by the light, and it was difficult to see what he was looking at.

But the ambiguous smile on his lips made Ward, who was stiff, shudder.

What are they talking about?

Who else can I trust?

Do you believe that little boy?

Xiaoqing seems to have no problem.

Or is it that dull uncle Lao Mu?

These two seem the most normal, but here's the weird rule talk.

You can't believe what your eyes are seeing.

seem

It seemed that only this perverted man with gold-rimmed glasses was worthy of his trust.

As soon as he thought of the man with glasses, Azhi leaned close to Ward's ear and whispered.

"Do you still remember what I told you last night? If you want to survive, you have no other choice but to trade with me."

Ward's mouth moved, but he didn't know what to say.

I am a dignified seven-foot man!

How could you give yourself up just to survive?

So where is your dignity?