Rebirth Group Favorite: The Movie Emperor's Wife Is Poor and Fierce

The leopard took back the tattered trousers in a short while.

Jian Huating snatched the trousers and said, "This is mine! It's all in strips!"

Sheng Wenyin told Leopard, "Not this one."

Leopard went there again and finally brought back Little Trash's pants. After receiving 40 in compensation on the spot, Sheng Wenyin and Little Trash were the best in the world!

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When Sheng Wenyin untied the little trash, Jian Huating walked over silently to prevent the bastard from escaping again!

Jian Wenke didn't escape, so he sat there, pressing his pants with a pillow, his ears were red, and he was very shy because of his bare legs.

Sheng Wenyin got a lot of money and treated her boss very well. She took out the pink blanket she usually covered under the tea table, spread it on her lap, and said, "If you don't want to chat with him, we'll kick him out. , you just treat this place as your own home, you are your own and he is an outsider."

With tears in his eyes, the little rubbish said into Sheng Wenyin's ear, "I actually still have 5 yuan in private money!"

Sheng Wenyin quickly squeezed his shoulders and beat his legs, and then said to his uncle: "Uncle, you go first, we have something to talk about."

As soon as Jian Huating stretched out his paws, he went up and lifted Jian Wenyin up, threw him aside, and then sat down next to his son, slamming his thick iron arm on his thin shoulder, and asked, "You don't want to see you so much?" My father?"

Little Trash pushed his hand away and moved to the side, still looking at Sheng Wenyin.

Sheng Wenyin slipped to the other side of the little trash again, sat next to him, and then helped him out: "Uncle, what are you doing, you will scare him!"

Jian Huating said with a cold face, "Don't talk!"

Sheng Wenyin said, "40."

Jian Huating: "..."

Jian Huating looked at Jian Wenke, and pursed his lips: "Our father and I have a few words alone, just a few words."

Little Trash turned to look at her treasure.

Sheng asked the message to his heart, got up straight away, squeezed his ass between the small trash and the big trash, protected the small trash behind him, and said to the big trash: "I don't want to talk to you!"

Jian Huating's expression turned cold: "Jian Wenyin, I'm not joking!"

Sheng Wenyin's face also turned cold: "Then what should I do, between the two of you, I must help him! Sheng Siyi, see off the guests!"

The big leopard who had originally run into the kitchen to drink water, rushed out when he heard this, and sprayed at the little garbage: "Aooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!"

The little trash yelled, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Sheng Wenyin protected him, pointing to Leopard: "It's not this one! It's that one! This one is paid for!"

The big leopard looked at the direction his mother was pointing at, then turned his gun and opened fire on Jian Huating!

Jian Huating was about to die of anger: "Jian Wenyin! Just because I have no money! You treat me like this! I'm your uncle!"

Sheng Wenyin suddenly asked, "Where's my white swan necklace?"

Jian Huating: "..."

Jian Huating was suddenly stuck, his body was stiff, and his eyes began to flick around: "What swan necklace? I, I, I, I, I have no idea what you're talking about!"

Sheng Wenyin urged: "Sheng Siyi!"

The leopard didn't listen, and bit Jian Huating's foot!

Fortunately, Jian Huating shrank quickly!

He was chased away all the way, until he was kicked out of the gate, he still yelled: "Jane Wenke! Come out for me! Just say a few words! Jane Wenke!"

The leopard is guarding the gate, looking at the big garbage like a thief, and resolutely obeys his mother's order to prevent this ghost from entering!

In the living room of the villa, Jian Wenke was wrapped in a pink blanket, obediently huddled behind Sheng Wenyin.

Sheng Wenyin turned around, patted his hairy head lovingly, and comforted him: "It's okay, if you don't want to see him, don't see him, my home will always be your safe haven."

The little rubbish nodded heavily: "Yeah!"

Sheng Wenyin said: "But we have something to say, things like safe havens also require rent..."

The little trash said sensiblely: "Bao, I stole Goudan's battery car and raised you!"

Sheng Wenyin nodded emphatically: "Mmmmmm!"

Qi Si: "..."

Seeing their brothers and sisters' affectionate look, Qi Si turned off the flashlight, "Bang Dang", threw the things on the table, then took Sheng Wenyin's hand and led her upstairs.

The little trash behind shouted: "Bao! Bao!"

Sheng Wenyin couldn't answer him anymore, she had already been locked up in the room by Qi Si!

The dark living room fell silent at this moment.

The young man on the sofa was quiet for a moment, and after a while, he slowly turned his gaze to the door.

Under the cover of the dim light, no one could see that the young man's eyes were cold and gloomy, dangerous and bloody.

Sheng Siyi, who was guarding the gate, suddenly felt a chill go down his back, and his tail was clamped in an instant!

Jian Huating at the door also felt that soldiers are naturally sensitive to danger.

His deep eyes narrowed, staring closely at the inside of the villa.

Across Qisi's house was a broken door that was not closed tightly, and a father and son, indoors and outdoors, seemed to be separated by an abyss of heaven.

Sheng Wenyin originally thought that when she woke up the next day, the two lumps of garbage should have gone away.

but……

The clear sunlight came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows. In the mottled and dilapidated living room, on the sofa, a little trash, covered with a pink blanket and wearing Kodak boxers, was sleeping on its back, extremely abstract.

Sheng Wenyin stood on the second floor, dazed for a while, then walked to the sofa and called out, "Hello."

The little trash on the sofa came to life. He opened his sleepy eyes, saw that it was Sheng Wenyin, got up with his buttocks pouted, sat cross-legged, and shouted, "Baby."

Sheng Wenyin sat down next to him and asked, "Why don't you go back to sleep over there?"

Little Trash yawned, pointed outside and said, "He blocked the door and the wall and wouldn't let me go."

Sheng Wenyin looked at the door, and then, she was shocked instantly!

I saw outside the gate of Qisi's house, the uncle moved a beauty couch from her house, and lived there directly!

Sheng Wenyin rushed over in one stride!

Jian Huating has also woken up at this time. He is covered with Sheng Wenyin's quilt, sleeping on Sheng Wenyin's couch, holding Sheng Wenyin's notebook, rubbing the Internet at Sheng Wenyin's home, drinking the wine in Sheng Wenyin's refrigerator Milk, looking at the script written by Sheng Wenyin.

After watching it for a while, he didn't understand it, and asked, "You are so incoherent, what the hell!"

Sheng Wenyin: "..."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Sheng Wenyin went crazy, she rushed over, snatched the notebook, and then kicked it on the beauty's couch: "You! Damn! Big! Garbage! Garbage! Aww!"

Sheng Wenyin kicked his toe!

When Qi Si came down, he saw Sheng Wenyin hopping on one foot and limping in from outside.

Qi Si went over to hold her and asked, "What's wrong?"

The little rubbish immediately pointed to the door and complained: "The bandits have entered the village, it is the one outside, you go and get him away!"

Sheng Wenyin sat back on the sofa, her toes were red and in excruciating pain, she cried, "I've suffered a lot!"

Qi Si put her leg on his knee, checked her injury, and said, "The bone is not twisted, it's just a little red."

Sheng Wenyin yelled at him, "It hurts!"

Qi Si laughed: "Then apply some medicine."

With that said, he got up to get the medicine box.

Like a traitorous concubine, the little rubbish rushed forward and slandered: "Bao, he is stealing, let's call the police and let the police uncle arrest him and put him in jail!"

Qi Si came back with the medicine box and began to dispense medicine to Sheng Wenyin.

Sheng Wenyin couldn't take care of anything now, she quickly opened her notebook and checked her manuscript!

Seeing that she was ignoring him, Little Trash looked at her computer screen. After reading a few lines, he was very surprised: "Baby, are you writing your own novel?"

Sheng Wenyin said: "I'm uneducated, it's called a script."

The little rubbish nodded awkwardly, admiringly: "Bao, you are amazing, you can also write scripts, but you have to pay attention to your health, I saw a news the other day, a man died suddenly because he stayed up late to write a script. "

Sheng Wenyin was startled, and immediately looked at him: "Really? That's too scary! Fortunately, I'm a woman!"