The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

After a while, Guo Cuihong suddenly laughed out loud.

Wang Lanhua was eating eggs when she saw Guo Cuihong suddenly laughed out of nowhere and was startled.

"Why are you laughing, kid?"

Guo Cuihong was so angry with Xia Meng that she couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. She was originally in low spirits and looked listless, but now her eyes were burning and filled with gloating. She mysteriously said to Wang Lanhua,

"Mom, let me tell you, Xia Meng came home at half past one last night and was wearing a white sweater."

"What do you mean, is..." Wang Lanhua opened her mouth wide and took a breath, "It can't... be such a coincidence."

Guo Cuihong seemed to have determined that the woman who survived after being raped was Xia Meng, and said with a firm tone,

"Mom, think about it, Xia Meng and Bingqing went to the cultural station yesterday. She came out of the cultural station on her bicycle at ten o'clock. Normally,

She should be home in almost half an hour, so what did she do for the whole three and a half hours? "

"Also, when she went out last night, she was wearing a black cotton-padded jacket. When she came back, the cotton-padded jacket was gone and she came back wearing a white sweater."

After listening to Guo Cuihong's analysis, Wang Lanhua clicked her tongue twice, but a happy expression suddenly appeared on her face.

"Fortunately, she didn't agree when we proposed kissing last time. Otherwise, my Dayong would have turned into a green bastard."

Guo Cuihong nodded repeatedly, "There is no rush for Dayong's marriage. Our family has good conditions, so we should be more selective."

Wang Lanhua nodded with deep understanding. In her heart, there was no better man in the world than her precious grandson.

Guo Dayong, who was sitting aside, kept his head lowered. When he heard Guo Cuihong's words, his eyes suddenly lit up. Then he stood up quietly and went up to the second floor without Guo Cuihong and Wang Lanhua noticing.

It was nearly two o'clock in the morning when she fell asleep last night. Xia Meng opened her eyes drowsily and looked at her watch. It was only eight o'clock in the morning. Originally, Xia Meng planned to sleep until noon and then get up again, but she thought that last night Director Chang and she says:

Ask her to go to the police station and record a detailed confession.

Xia Meng sighed and lay on the bed for another two minutes before lifting the quilt and getting up.

Xia Meng put yesterday's dirty clothes on a chair aside, and then took out a slim turtleneck black sweater from the space, which was exactly the same as the previous set of black cotton jacket and cotton trousers.

These black cotton-padded jackets and cotton trousers were all sewn for her by her grandmother, stitch by stitch. These clothes were considered very tacky in the eyes of city people.

But in rural areas, the clothes worn are not patched, no matter what style they are, they are all good clothes.

Inside the cotton-padded clothes and trousers, grandma filled her with a lot of cotton, which was very warm. Although they were not very beautiful to wear, Xia Meng had no intention of throwing them away.

After getting dressed, Xia Meng put the mattress and quilt into the space and opened the door.

But what shocked Xia Meng was that as soon as she opened the door, a figure rushed toward her.

Xia Meng subconsciously took two steps back, and the black shadow entered the house immediately. When Xia Meng saw clearly that the black shadow was Guo Dayong, she found that Guo Dayong had locked the door with his backhand after entering.

Xia Meng took two steps back cautiously and asked in a bad tone,

"What are you going to do?"

Guo Dayong stared at Xia Meng's face with his eyes, his mouth slightly opened, and his salivating look made Xia Meng feel sick.

Xia Meng was too lazy to deal with him. She pointed at the door and yelled, "Get out!"

When Guo Dayong saw Xia Meng telling him to get lost, Guo Dayong sobered up a little. He snorted softly, and his look at Xia Meng suddenly changed from obsession to contempt, and he said in a condescending tone,

"Why are you so noble? I already know it."

Summer dream? ? ?

"Are you sick?" Xia Meng said with undisguised impatience in her tone.

"If you are sick, go see a doctor. Don't go crazy in front of me."

"You dare to say that I'm sick?" Guo Dayong was very angry. His eyes were as wide as copper bells, staring at Xia Meng with violence in his eyes like a storm.

"Yes, I said it," Xia Meng narrowed his eyes, and his clear eyes became a little darker at this moment, with a dangerous aura.

"You shabby shoe, what qualifications do you have to scold me?" Guo Dayong broke his guard directly, pointed at Xia Meng and started to curse,

"Do you think you are still a fairy? You are dirty. No man will want you in the future. You are lucky that I can like you now."

Summer dream? ? ?

baffling!

Is this person really sick?

Is she a broken shoe? Is she dirty?

What is this all about?

"Say one more thing," Xia Meng's tone was cold, and her hands were already starting to move.

"I'll smash your mouth."

Guo Dayong looked Xia Meng up and down. Seeing Xia Meng's slender figure and weak temperament, he felt that he could knock Xia Meng down with one hand.

So, Guo Dayong made a sound and said in a disdainful tone,

"Who are you scaring?"

"I didn't do anything because I saw you were a woman. Don't be shameless."

"I don't think you are dirty. If you are willing to marry you, you should be grateful to me. If you don't know how to behave, I will show you today what it means to be a man!"

Xia Meng looked at the crooked-looking but confident man in front of him, took a deep breath, suddenly smiled, and waved to Guo Dayong,

"come here!"

Guo Dayong thought Xia Meng had compromised, his eyes lit up, and he almost couldn't wait to take two steps forward and walked to Xia Meng.

He knew that a woman who had been ruined and lost her virginity had no right to be arrogant.

Huh, it's just a broken shoe. No matter how good-looking she is, if she loses her virginity, it's just a broken shoe that no man wants. She should be grateful to him for wanting her.

As Guo Dayong approached Xia Meng, he was full of confidence and said to Xia Meng like he was benevolent,

"Although you are beautiful, you are just a broken shoe now. When you enter our house from now on, you must obey me, my grandma, and my parents, and serve me well. I will treat you well." "

Guo Dayong walked up to Xia Meng and faced Xia Meng's delicate and demonic face. His expression immediately turned wretched.

He even couldn't help but stretched out his hand, panting heavily, trying to grab Xia Meng's shoulders. The greasy fat face also moved closer to Xia Meng little by little, and the fat mouth was slightly pouted...

Xia Meng took a step back in disgust, with a look of disgust on his face, and almost vomited out. Then he pointed at that fat face and shot left and right without hesitation:

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"