Tang San of Douluo suspects that I am his father

Wang Er looked at Tang San with a speechless expression, feeling rather resentful that iron could not turn into steel.

"What are you thinking about? Xiao Wu is obviously mad at you. What's wrong with your body? It's you. Just wait for death."

There is no doubt that Xiao Wu will probably go berserk on the spot when she wakes up. Tang San's words can be described as murderous and heartbreaking.

"Brother Wang, do you have any means to help the soul beast hide its identity?"

Ah Yin saw Tang San's embarrassment. Although Tang San dissed her as well, as a plant type soul beast, he didn't have any bad memories.

The old mother immediately changed the subject for her son. Of course Wang Er could see it, but he didn't pay too much attention to it.

"Yes, yes, but Ah Yin, you have a criminal record in Wuhun Palace, and the chance of being exposed is still too high. Otherwise, if I had used it for you in the first place, you wouldn't have lived in seclusion for so long."

What Wang Er said was reasonable and well-founded. Indeed, if it really worked for Ah Yin, he wouldn't have lived in seclusion in the Holy Soul Village for so long.

Ah Yin had no choice but to give up this idea. Although she really didn't want to continue living with Tang Hao, she didn't seem to have a choice. She didn't care, but at least she couldn't hurt Wang Er and Tang San.

"Brother Wang, what are your plans next? Are you going to take the mistress directly to a more advanced academy?"

Xiao Wu's unexpected coma was just an interlude. Ah Yin was still more concerned about Wang Er and her precious son's future plans. This was not only related to their future, but also related to her own future life. It would be great if they could stay for a while longer.

"There is no need to be so anxious for higher-level academies. Xiaosan and Xiaowu are too young and too weak. They just brought the teacher back. Why not let this master be a tutor and teach them well?" Their years.”

Logically speaking, Ah Yin and Tang Hao are Tang San's parents, but it seems that Ah Yin is more accustomed to leaving Tang San's future to Wang Er to decide.

After all, Tang Hao's Tie Hanhan looks like she has no brains at first glance. She is also a prostitute herself. Only Wang Er is the wise person. Only by entrusting her son's future to Wang Er can Ah Yin feel relieved.

When Wang Er said that he planned to take Tang San to stay here for a few more years, Ah Yin was overjoyed, stepped on Tang Hao's feet, and gave cold instructions.

"Quickly go to the village to find someone to help Brother Wang, Xiaosan and the others repair their houses, as well as Xiaosan's teacher and Xiao Wu. The houses should be built bigger. They can't be too shabby. They can be expanded in our yard."

It was true that he was dissatisfied with Tang Hao, but if he had something to do, Ah Yin would immediately think of Tang Hao. After all, he had no other abilities, so he would do some practical things if he couldn't please her.

Tang Hao's feet stung, but he didn't feel dissatisfied and didn't pull his feet back. He was even a little happy. After all, it was better to order him to do things than to fight in a cold war. Their relationship, which was riddled with holes, really couldn't stand the trouble.

In Tang Hao's eyes, Wang Er next to him was still watching her. His wife was about to run away with someone else. It was a good thing to stay, and doing hard work was nothing.

This thought probably only lasted a few seconds, and Wang Er started to make suggestions.

"I want a separate bedroom and living room. By the way, the decoration can be simple. The furniture can be made of wood. Huanghuali is good. It doesn't need to be too luxurious. The bed must be bigger. I like it to be more spacious. That's it for the time being. If you ask more, I will tell you when I think of it."

Tang Hao's calm state of mind was instantly broken by Wang Er, who turned around and glared angrily.

You damn girl thought I was marrying a new daughter-in-law. I also had a bedroom and a living room, and the furniture was made from huanghuali. When I married Ah Yin, heaven was my matchmaker and the earth was my concubine. How could it be so troublesome?

Although these words were not spoken, Ah Yin was already unhappy and dissatisfied with Tang Hao, so he naturally understood Tang Hao's psychological activities immediately.

"Tang Hao, you'd better build it according to Brother Wang's requirements, otherwise I will make Brother Wang and the others live somewhere else!"

What else could we do? Tang Hao lowered his head and hummed aggrievedly, expressing his tacit agreement.

No matter how unhappy he was, there was nothing he could do. His wife was the biggest in the world, not to mention that she had already spoken. If she really made her unhappy and ran away with Wang Er, she probably wouldn't be able to get him back.

Tang Hao used to despise his own behavior. Isn't this a bit of a licking of a feather?

But when it's his turn, only by putting himself in his shoes can he realize that the so-called dog-licking is just because of love, and only love can allow one to be humble and tolerant of others.

Tang Hao went out without saying a word to discuss building a house with the villagers. Tang San watched over the unconscious Xiao Wu, while Yu Xiaogang looked around like an idle streetwalker.

Everyone had something to do, but Wang Er was a little idle. He was about to yawn and ask A Yin where his bed was while he took a nap.

Ah Yin came up with a weird smile on his face, and breathed quietly into Wang Er's ear.

"Brother Wang, long time no see. Ah Yin misses you so much and has a lot to say to you. Let's go into the room and talk."

Wang Er could probably only interpret that weird smile as a sign of lust.

A man and a woman alone have to avoid everyone and enter the room to talk, which is not very serious no matter how they sound.

"Well, sister A Yin, I'm a little tired after a long journey. I'm going to take a rest."

It's not a shirk, after all, as Mr. Wang next door, there are some things that Tang Hao should shoulder.

It's just that the house is so big after all, and there are three people outside. The house doesn't look like it has good sound insulation.

After hearing Wang Er's excuse, the heat in Ah Yin's eyes did not diminish at all. She held Wang Er's arm with both hands and shook it, and began to act coquettishly.

"Come on, Brother Wang, since you are tired, my sister will give you a massage."

hiss!

No way, no way, Tang Hao's muscles were as strong as those of an ox, so they couldn't be so weak. Why did A Yin suffer like this?

But it turned out that Wang Er was overthinking it. He rested his head on Ah Yin's plump thighs and gently massaged his head with a pair of white and tender hands.

It was really a massage. Before Wang Er entered the room, he was ready to shirk it two or three times and then take up his responsibilities as the old Wang next door.

"Ah Yin, if you get tired of pressing, take a rest. I'm lying down quite comfortably, and I feel drowsy."

Wang Er was originally being polite, but who knew that Ah Yin immediately moved away his hand and leaned into Wang Er's ear with an expectant look on his face.

"Brother Wang, my sister is really tired of massaging. Isn't it time for you to give me a massage? Remember to use the same technique as last time, that love horse killing chicken technique."

Well, that’s what co-authoring is all about.

Wang Er understood instantly...

No woman can resist the horse of love, not even the Blue Silver Emperor.