Wang San and Xia Tianchuan

Wang San lay in bed for a whole week.

He didn't starve to death because the fool snatched food for him.There are also those who laugh at him in this yard, and those who feel sorry for him.

Wang San was lying on the bed eating, when he heard outsiders discussing.

Talk about a singer named Xia Chuan being accepted by the third young master.Wang San was stunned to eat the rice with the smell of blood.

However, the discussion outside became more and more detailed.

How did you charge it?Hey, how else can I accept it? In a word, who doesn't want to climb up to the third young master.

No way, I heard that Mr. Xia Chuan was almost taken in by the master earlier, he has a lot of backbone, so he insisted on refusing.

Haha, that is the third young master with both talent and appearance, consensual, diplomatic and diplomatic.

What, why does Xia Chuan have backbone?It wasn't just crying and fussing, it was because the master cared about him and confiscated him because he saw how well he sang.This kind of danjiao with delicate skin and tender flesh, once the punishment in the inner courtyard comes, hey, why don't you take off your clothes obediently?

Look at what you said, so the master doesn't feel bad now?

Tsk tsk, you still don't understand?The third young master's promotion is a big deal, what is Xia Chuan worth?Even if the master buys ten Xia Chuan for the third young master to play with, the master will not say a word.

Not to mention, that Xia Chuan was really good-looking, he looked like a fairy descending from the earth, and he sang well, this little mouth, tsk tsk.

Alas, we are also suffering, if we are born to be masters and masters, will it be our turn for Xia Chuan to--

"Bump", Wang San threw the bowl out of the courtyard like crazy, and there was a lot of cursing outside the courtyard, saying that he was dying.

Wang San struggled to get up and rushed out, shouting: "I just don't want my life! Whoever mentions Xia Chuan again, I'll fight with him!" He picked up a piece of debris and cut his arm, causing a big gash, blood rushing ground current.

Everyone was frightened.

Seeing that the fool also jumped out, he also took a piece and cut his own hand. He yelled "Ouch", and raised his hand, stammering and unable to speak, so he held it up with trembling hands.

For a while, no one spoke in the yard.

After a long time, Zhao Laowu sighed, and said, "What are you looking at? Fool, San'er, go bandage them up, and everyone has no other meaning—"

Wang San's veins twitched and he roared: "Is there any other meaning?"

Ma Hua tapped the pipe: "It's just a cheap talk! Who looks like you so close? Just look at your reaction! Don't say you don't mean anything else!"

The place where Wang San was disdainful suddenly felt another pain, he gritted his teeth and said: "I respect him, he is not like a bunch of dogs like you."

Too many people scolded this sentence, even Er Gouzi, who was stupid in the house, blushed and scolded back: "You are the dog!"

Zhao Laowu had no choice but to stand up, extinguish the fire of everyone, and said in his mouth: "Okay, everyone is a slave, why don't you make trouble with your own people, this time Wang San is unlucky, everyone take care of it. Don't do it The next one will be me, and I have to ask others to take care of me when the time comes."

Everyone thought about it and it made sense, Wang San was also pitiful, so he really stopped talking.

While not speaking, a person came into the yard, and everyone glared at him.

Fucai smiled wryly and said, "It's not me who beats people up. Seeing you fight and fight on weekdays, this will bring down unity." He waved his hand and said, "Wang San, come here."

Wang San's neck twitched: "What's the matter?"

Fucai just said, "Just follow along, don't ask anything."

Wang San had no choice but to follow.

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