unscrupulous pregnant woman

Ding Dong

In less than ten seconds, Li Zong created a group, and immediately pulled Qin Shi and Han Yang into the group, typing out a line full of gossip.

[Your ancestor in the mixed world]: Look at me and say it, money can make ghosts turn the millstone, no matter how chaste a strong girl sees money, she has to obediently take off her clothes and pants.

[Qin and Ming seasons are full of ghosts]: I really didn't expect him to subdue the law so soon. Alas, is there any bottom line in this world?

[Tiger falls in Pingyang and turns into Erha]: It's all because of the bad idea you two came up with!I drank too much yesterday, so I gave him all the valuables on my body, and in the end, I was kicked and kicked out.

[Ancestor Li]: Me?You won't really meet a chaste husband, will you?

[Qin and Ming seasons are full of ghosts]: Then what did you say you won the first battle?Was kicked out successfully?

[Huluo Pingyang becomes Erha]: I squatted outside for a whole night yesterday, and today I had a fever, and as a result, the wood seemed to have suddenly opened up, and asked me how I was.

[Your Ancestor]: Come on, I know where the problem is.

[Qin and Ming seasons are full of ghosts]:? ? ? ? →_→

[Tiger falls in Pingyang and becomes Erha]:? ? ? ? →_→

[Your ancestor in the mixed world]: Those things you smashed on him yesterday must have worked, but any old man must feel embarrassed, so he just kicked you out.Now that you are sick, he took this opportunity to find the steps and go down naturally.

[Ghosts in Qin and Ming Dynasties]: Makes sense, alas, sinister society.

[Tiger falls in Pingyang and becomes Erha]: No way?What if he is really in a hurry with me?

[Your Ancestor in the Hunshi]: Then you can find a way to try him out tomorrow, and take him to see the house some time. If he is not interested, you can stop here.If he is in high spirits, you can just borrow flowers to offer Buddha, and hit him directly.At that time, when the fire is just right, I will take you down in one fell swoop, and I will not be able to call you Dad in the future?

[Qin and Ming seasons are full of ghosts]: But that person is really interested in Han Yang's money, why didn't he pick up all his things last night?

[Your ancestor in the mixed world]: It's not too much to say that you two are unenlightened and innocent young men. What is there in Han Yang?A mobile phone, a car, and at most a few cards.What's the use of him carrying it? The card doesn't know the password, and the mobile phone is only ten thousand at most.

Han Yang clutched his phone and thought for a while, and felt that what Li Zong said was also reasonable.

In case Cheng Yuan really wanted those things from him out of shame, if he really refused to give them, wouldn't he be a swindling liar in the hearts of others in the future?

Li Zong sent two more messages from Didi, just asking him where he lives now, and whether he should take little friend Qin over to give his condolences, and give him a smooth sailing by the way.

Han Yang is not a fool, even if he wants to please Cheng Yuan on the agenda, he can't just let someone come over to meddle, and he simply doesn't reply.

After all, Li Zong is really a fine person, the reason why he rushed to help Han Yang so much.

One is because the Han family has a big business, and it will definitely not hurt him to have a good relationship with Han Yang.

Second, it's nothing more than having some fun for myself. Han Yang owes him a favor if he succeeds in this matter.

Left and right have fun and made friends, so why not do it.

After cleaning the bowl, Cheng Yuan cut a plate of fruit for Han Yang. Turning around, he saw Han Yang holding his mobile phone and playing Match [-]. He frowned, walked over and grabbed the mobile phone, and stuffed the fruit plate into it. In Han Yang's hands:

"Eating more fruit can help reduce fever."

Han Yang was stunned for a moment, and said: "It will be done." Anyway, he is playing games to pass the time, there is no difference between playing and not playing.

Cheng Yuan concentrated on tidying up the house. After a long time, Han Yang couldn't sit still. Holding the almost empty fruit plate and putting a cooling patch on his forehead, wrapped in a quilt, he trotted all the way to the sofa and sat down.

"Hey? Tell me about your ex-girlfriend?"

Cheng Yuan didn't raise his eyes to look at him at all, and neatly cleaned up the debris on the coffee table with a blank expression: "She has nothing to say."

Han Yang let out a 'tsk' in his mouth, took another piece of apple, and chewed twice: "For example, how did you know each other? And why did you break up?"

"College students, if they meet better conditions than me later, they will naturally be divided."

"It's a pity, hey..." He stretched out his toe and kicked Cheng Yuan, "May I introduce you to a fair-skinned, beautiful and long-legged one?"

Cheng Yuan raised his head and glanced at him, then grabbed Han Yang's ankle and forced him to tuck him back under the quilt: "No need, I'm fine." He said and walked to the kitchen.

"You don't know how to bend, do you?" Han Yang grinned and showed two canine teeth.

Cheng Yuan paused in his hands and said decisively, "No."

"It's okay if you're bent, what kind of society is this? Tell me what kind of one you like? I will introduce you to one, the cute one or the fried hairy one?" Han Yang is determined To embarrass him, seeing Cheng Yuan's face turning blue and purple, he felt indescribably happy.

Cheng Yuan endured and endured, endured and endured, finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned his head and said harshly, "If you recover from your illness, go to work immediately, if you don't recover, go back to your room and sleep."

Han Yang was stunned by the yelling, and then burst into a series of laughter.

Cheng Yuan put the bowl into the dishwasher with a bang, with an ugly expression on his face.

In the afternoon, the cold medicine probably took effect. Han Yangwo fell asleep on the sofa in a daze. When he woke up, it was already 07:30 in the evening, and he did not know when he was transferred from the sofa to the bed.

A strong fragrance wafted in from outside, he lifted the quilt and went to the ground, Cheng Yuan was busy outside wearing an apron.

Han Yang didn't care about putting on his shoes, and ran to Cheng Yuan's back with his bare feet. He didn't even give him a chance to think, and he just hugged Cheng Yuan's strong waist with both hands.

Cheng Yuan froze, turned his head and frowned: "Put on your shoes." Then he took off his slippers and kicked them to Han Yang.

"I'm much better, and I can go to work tomorrow." Han Yang bowed his head and put on his shoes without hesitation, then tiptoedly lifted the lid of the pot, and suddenly a smell of bone broth came over his face.

He searched around: "Where are my sweet and sour pork ribs, Coca-Cola chicken wings, and braised prawns?"

Cheng Yuan raised his hand and poured him a bowl of soup: "I'll make it for you when you recover from illness. Let's make do with yam ribs soup today."

Han Yang was about to reach out to take the bowl, when Cheng Yuan slapped him on the back of his hand: "Wash your hands before eating." He curled his lips and ran into the bathroom embarrassingly.

Cheng Yuan has no habit of bringing friends home. Now that Han Yang lives here, there are only two people at most, so the dining table is naturally not big.

The two of them sat facing each other, and they would bump into each other without paying attention from time to time, not to mention a vixen like Han Yang who couldn't stop eating.

With the soup in his hand, he sipped, squeezed one leg between Cheng Yuan's legs, and pushed him with his knee as if nothing.

Cheng Yuan did not dodge a few times, and simply raised his foot and kicked directly at Han Yang's calf.

Seeing Han Yang baring his teeth, there was a smile on his stern face: "It's delicious to eat, don't think about those useless things."

Han Yang rubbed his calf, deliberately slid his toes across Cheng Yuan's crotch, and smiled wickedly: "How do you know what I'm thinking is useless?"

Cheng Yuan raised his head and stared at him, but said nothing.

Han Yang pursed his lips and laughed twice, took his job and rubbed to Cheng Yuan's side, deliberately pushed him with his shoulders, and repeated:

"Shall I introduce you to someone?"