It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

There are new dancers on the other side of the stage.

She has a plumper figure than Jiang Li, a slimmer waist, and her appearance is not bad either, but after taking one look at her, he looked away out of interest.

Yuan Shen took out a cigarette and started smoking.

He originally wanted to find someone as smart as Zhou Nan who could have hope, but who knew he would become a recycling bin for the elderly?

Very good, Lu Xun, I have recorded this account.

Not long after sitting down, Duan Xiaobai came, with a look of resentment on his face.

"What are you doing here?" Yuan Shen raised his eyes and looked at him.

"Third, my sister-in-law has never been to the Dynasty, and she wants to come and have a look. If I'm nearby, I'll come over and share some stories with my sister-in-law. I'm afraid that no one here knows her, and she'll be embarrassed."

Duan Xiaobai pouted: "What kind of jokes am I telling! Now I can only tell jokes about Chen Shimei and Zhu Yingtai! When I see all the lovers in the world, they are an eyesore!"

"Oh?" Yuan Shen silently took out a bottle of slightly higher concentration wine from the wine cabinet and poured a glass for Duan Xiaobai.

Duan Xiaobai drank it all in one gulp: "Oh my god, do you think San is inhumane! I'm heartbroken! Song Jiahe is going to her first love's house to meet her parents today!"

Yuan Shen's eyes darkened, and he asked provocatively: "Meeting your parents so soon?"

"That's right! Why do you think she is in a hurry!" Duan Xiaobai took another sip of wine.

"So, you think, does San have any humanity? My heart was broken to pieces. San actually asked me to come and see the couple show their affection, and also asked me to come and tell jokes to my sister-in-law!"

Yuan Shen poured another glass for Duan Xiaobai calmly, and added expressionlessly: "Inhumane."

According to his calculations, at this concentration, Duan Xiaobai would be able to drink just one cup.

"Meeting her parents so soon, Miss Song should like this first love very much. Why, her first love is very good?"

Duan Xiaobai picked up the wine glass, raised his head and drank it all: "You are so good, how can he be as good as me?"

"No." Yuan Shen poured him another glass.

When Lu Xun came over, he saw Duan Xiaobai lying on the sofa like a puddle of mud:?

He held his wife's waist with one hand and looked at Yuan Shen with a slight frown, as if asking him.

Yuan Shen shrugged innocently: "He said he was lovelorn. When he came to my place, he chose the wine with the highest concentration to drink. Oh, by the way, Miss Song is meeting her parents today."

Lu Xun frowned slightly, always feeling that something was wrong.

Before he could figure out what was wrong, Duan Xiaobai stood up like a corpse.

"Sister-in-law is here!"

Lin Qingyu smiled awkwardly.

"Sister-in-law, let me tell you a joke! Hehehe~ This is my responsibility! I saw a joke on the Internet today. It was so funny that I downloaded it and saved it."

Duan Xiaobai took out his mobile phone and tapped the audio piece in a daze.

Lu Xun's voice came from the mobile phone.

"I have liked Lin Qingyu since I was in the small house in the back mountain.

After leaving the small house, I began to observe her. I observed her over many years, analyzed her preferences, and recorded them firmly in my mind.

I know her menstrual period, her favorite colors and sizes of clothes, and even what stationery and cartoons she likes. "

Lu Xun's expression changed and he quickly snatched Duan Xiaobai's cell phone away.

Lin Qingyu looked at Lu Xun doubtfully, with a strange feeling spreading in his heart, expecting and feeling incredible at the same time.

"What little house in the back hill? What's your relationship with that little house?"

"Honey, this is a misunderstanding..."

Before Lu Xun finished speaking, Duan Xiaobai collapsed on the sofa and waved his hands: "Hey, there's nothing bad to say! San was locked up in a small house in the back mountain for a period of time..."

Lin Qingyu's heart twitched hard, and she looked at Lu Xun in disbelief: "Are you Maomao?"

"Pfft!~" Duan Xiaobai stood up pretendingly, pointing at Lu Xun who kept laughing, "Hahahahahaha... Are you Maomao? Maomao hahahahaha... The third one is Maomao hahahaha, I can laugh at this joke for three years ~!"

"Duan, Xiao, Bai." Lu Xun's voice was as cold as ice.

Duan Xiaobai suddenly woke up for a few minutes, but he was not fully awake yet. He stood there numbly, dumbfounded.

Seeing that Lu Xun refused to admit it, Lin Qingyu walked up to him and stretched out his hand expressionlessly: "Give me your phone."

Lu Xun refused.

Lin Qingyu grabbed it.

Worried about hurting her stomach, Lu Xun didn't dare to force herself over and over again. In the end, Lin Qingyu snatched the phone away and listened to the entire recording.

"When that day, Lu Minghua pushed her onto my bed, I knew the time had come!"

"So I proposed to register the marriage the next day, and at the same time repeatedly emphasized that I was a useless person with no money and power, which aroused her sympathy."

"At this time, the cooperation of my old man is very important. He seems to be on her side, but in fact he helps me cooperate in every aspect, especially when he whips me, and uses a bitter trick to directly encourage her to choose one of the two."

……

During recording playback.

Yuan Shen was smoking a cigarette and drinking some wine, feeling extremely comfortable.

Tell him to give him an old man!

Should!

Duan Xiaobai suddenly woke up and said, "Oh my god, I'm looking for a Feng Shui treasure!"

After saying this, Duan Xiaobai ran away, not daring to ask for his cell phone.

After listening to the recording, Lin Qingyu looked at Lu Xun with a sneer: "Very good."

After saying these two words, she said nothing the whole way back to Zhou's house.

When they arrived at the bedroom prepared for the two of them by the Zhou family, Lu Xun silently took out the computer keyboard, placed it on the ground, and knelt down.

"Honey, do you think my posture of kneeling on the keyboard is standard?"

Lin Qingyu sat on the bed with a calm expression and stared at him: "Tell me, what happened to the small house in the back mountain back then? Are you Maomao?"

Lu Xun's lips parted slightly, and Lin Qingyu added.

"Think carefully before you answer. If you don't want to say anything, you don't have to talk to me anymore."