Tang San of Douluo suspects that I am his father

"Dean, dean, can I go home and sleep with you too?"

Wang Er opened his eyes, and the little girl in front of him with a wicked smile and shaking him was a bit too naughty.

"Ning Rongrong, do you know that disturbing my sleep will have serious consequences?" Wang Er tried to intimidate Ning Rongrong in a vicious tone, but it seemed to have no effect.

This little girl directly stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Wang Er's eyes.

"Wake up, wake up quickly, Dean, it's already afternoon now, we should get out of school." Wang Er then noticed that the sun had already set, no wonder it was getting colder and colder in his dream.

"School is over?

What to study?

The little girl doesn't know if she can learn Xiao Wu if she works hard day by day. She would exercise by herself until late every day after school.

If you are young and don’t work hard, your boss will be sad. Do you understand, little girl? "

Wang Er slapped away Ning Rongrong's waving little hands, sat up, yawned and stretched.

I don’t know where this little girl Ning Rongrong got her custom-made uniform. It looks so good, especially since she doesn’t have any safety pants.

Wang Er's angle just now was simply praised.

Regarding Wang Er's preaching, Ning Rongrong pursed her lips and looked unhappy.

"I'm not a warrior like Xiao Wu, I'm a wet nurse."

"Obviously the dean is the laziest person."

The second half of the sentence was spoken very quietly, but Wang Er heard it.

He glanced disdainfully at Yima Pingchuan, who saw that Ning Rongrong had not yet begun to grow.

"Nanny?

The amount of milk seems to be average. "

Of course, no woman can tolerate such comments, even as a little girl.

Ning Rongrong was about to retort when she suddenly felt a chill on her back, and two murderous eyes stared at her back.

Turning around, Xiao Wu clasped his hands in fists, his joints making a crunching sound.

Zhu Zhuqing approached silently like a ghost, his sharp blue nails popping out like cat claws.

Ning Rongrong's face looked a little ugly. After all, she was not good at fighting, but she quickly found a solution.

"Brother Dean, they are all so scary. They look like they are going to eat Rongrong."

He grabbed Wang Er's arm and leaned into Wang Er's arms, looking trembling.

But Wang Er could see the faces turned away from Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing.

Tsk, good guy, he is a master of tea art at a young age, and his future is limitless and limitless.

"Okay, let's go home. We happen to have some free rooms. You can all stay at my house until the college finds a suitable location. You will be treated equally."

Wang Er has already expressed his stance. No matter how unhappy Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing are, they can only suppress their emotions and withdraw their murderous intent.

Isn't it just tea art? When masters compete, if they really use violence, it will play into Green Tea's hands.

Wang Er walked in front, with Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu following behind. As for Ning Rongrong, the girl was completely focused on Wang Er.

It looked like he was holding Wang Er's arms with both hands, but in fact the whole weight of his body was pressing on Wang Er, like a koala.

"Cooperation?"

"Well, let's deal with this outsider later."

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, who were walking behind, exchanged glances, and the situation became clear instantly.

Although Zhu Zhuqing was still the outsider yesterday, acting arrogantly in front of Xiao Wu.

Although Xiao Wu wanted to tear Zhu Zhuqing alive yesterday, when a new enemy appeared, the common enemy just changed the conflict.

This is the consensus reached by Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing.

"Speaking of Xiao Wu, why didn't you work out today and why did you go home so early?"

Wang Er just greeted him unintentionally, but Xiao Wu felt extremely aggrieved.

exercise?

What a shame about exercise. Yesterday, after exercising all afternoon, there was an extra woman in the house. Today, it looks like there will be another woman. If I continue to exercise, my house will be gone.

The baby felt wronged, but the baby didn't say anything.

"Oh, it's okay. I'm a little hungry. I want to eat the braised pork cooked by my uncle early."

One man and three women appear to be peaceful and harmonious, but in fact they are secretly turbulent.

Tang San and Oscar looked at the man and three women who were walking away depressedly, feeling resentful in their hearts.

"Tang San, do you think these women are so materialistic? The dormitory conditions are a bit worse, but it's not like we just go home with them."

Oscar's complaint did not receive a response from Tang San, because he was very busy, busy gritting his teeth, making a crunching sound.

Tang San said nothing, but Oscar was obviously the ignorant person.

"By the way, Tang San, it is said that you were originally from the resident chief's family. Why did you move out in the end? Was it because he was unhappy?"

Tang San glared at Oscar, still without saying a word, turned around and left.

What can he say?

Could it be that he originally wanted to get rid of Wang Er and let Xiao Wu live in the college dormitory, so that he could get the first-come-first-served advantage, but the plan was not implemented well and it was self-defeating.

The sulky Tang San was not the only one frustrated, at least there was an angry look in the dormitory window, just like him.

And this look came from Dai Mubai, who went on a rampage in class and was knocked unconscious and sent back to the dormitory to rest.

He watched his fiancée follow Wang Er, her eyes always on Wang Er's back, and she was jealous of a group of girls.

This feeling is indescribable. It may be more complicated than Tang San's. It's probably because my husband's eyes have offended.

Dai Mubai's fingers turned into claws and he clasped them on the table, pulling out bloody traces. It was obvious that he was extremely angry, but he could only rage furiously.

"Eat a peach?"

Ma Hongjun handed over a washed peach, with peeled apples, pears, bananas and other fruits beside it.

In the midst of his incompetent rage, Dai Mubai flicked his hand and knocked the washed peach away from Ma Hongjun's hand.

"I will not eat!"

Although the source of the angry lion-like look was not Ma Hongjun, Ma Hongjun, who interrupted at an inappropriate time, became the scapegoat.

But Ma Hongjun seemed particularly patient with the glaring Dai Mubai, and just turned around and bent down to pick up the peach.

Ma Hongjun paused for a long time while turning around and squatting down, until Dai Mubai became even more angry and kicked him over.

The reason is unknown, but maybe the fat boy Ma Hongjun felt that his big butt was as plump as a peach, and Dai Mubai felt a little disgusted.

"Fuck it, fuck it for me!"

Dai Mubai was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, yelling, destroying everything around him, throwing stools, biting the bed board, looking like a Hutch trying to tear down the house.

Seeing Dai Mubai who was still angry, Ma Hongjun chose to remain silent, obediently closed the door, and watched Dai Mubai frantically smash and vent his anger.

Even as the various fruits thrown by Dai Mubai hit him, Ma Hongjun remained motionless and resigned.

If this scene were seen by Oscar or Zhao Wuji, who are familiar with Ma Hongjun's character, they would be so surprised that their jaw would be dislocated on the spot.

Is this still the unreasonable, hot-tempered little fat guy?

The contrast was so great, Ma Hongjun was now as gentle as Yamato Nadeshiko. Just thinking that this was a man made Dai Mubai feel sick and want to vomit.

The main reason is that Ma Hongjun is fat and looks extremely greasy. Even if he were a man with better looks, Dai Mubai would not be so disgusting.