He is from a fighting nation

Wu Liang couldn't believe it: "Haha, you have a son? Isn't he castrated?"

Zhou Xiangwan said: "I was born before eunuch." He stretched out his hand to tease him, "Come on, hehe, say hello to your Grandpa Wu."

Wu Liang's head was forced to squeeze together with Hehe's enthusiastic dog's head, his eyes gradually lost their vitality, numb and desperate like a kitten that has just been castrated.

Although no one found Haha in the second match, but according to the ranking of similarity, the top ten were still selected. Wu Liang was worthy of No. 8, and he made his debut after taking a chance. Today is closed, and the final final will be held tomorrow.

Wu Liang naturally followed Zhou Xiangwan back to the castle. Along the way, Zhou Xiangwan squinted his eyes and said nothing, looking depressed, maybe he was out of anger.

Wu Liang was most afraid of cold violence, so he tried to find a topic, held back for a long time, and said, "Well...the Japanese cabinet announced a new era name..."

Zhou Xiangwan: "..."

Wu Liang: "Do you know what is the relationship between the US tariff policy and the "five-disc war" a few days ago?"

Zhou Xiangwan: "...I don't know."

"Then let's start three days ago..." Seeing that he had finally started the topic, Wu Liang was very excited and started talking endlessly.

Zhou Xiangwan is a fool with a lot of money, and his brain hurts when he hears math problems. He barely uses his years of experience to chat with Wu Liang. There was a buzzing of financial jargon, and as soon as he stepped through the door, he couldn't wait to hide in the bathroom and start his long and tedious bathing activities.

Wu Liang thought that he and Zhou Xiangwan had a good chat, so he took a quick 3-minute shower, nestled in the kitchen, and cooked a whole catty of mashed potatoes for Princess Wandou.

When Zhou Xiangwan came out of the shower, he saw Wu Liang coming out of the kitchen with a bowl of mashed potatoes as big as his face, and said virtuously, "There are more after eating."

Zhou Xiangwan pursed his lips and said, "Are you feeding the pigs?"

Wu Liang's desire to survive soared, and said, "I...hey the princess."

"Greasy." Zhou Xiangwan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, sat down on the sofa, opened his arms, like a waste who doesn't work hard, and said cheerfully: "You come to feed me!"

In the past, Wu Liang would definitely educate Zhou Xiangwan, but because he didn't recognize Haha just now, he was in a state of injustice, hesitated for a moment, took a small bowl, and took a small spoon to scoop up a mouthful of mashed potatoes, "What angle do you want? How to feed? How many grams should I feed at a time?"

Wu Liang asked the question seriously, but Zhou Xiangwan inexplicably sensed a sense of irony, pulled Wu Liang past him, forced him to sit on his lap, and began to turn over old scores: "I saw you touching JJ Mo Riley has pectoral muscles, is it easy to touch?"

Here we come, today's offer!

Wu Liang tremblingly said, "It's not easy to touch."

Zhou Xiangwan said persistently: "How do you know it's not easy to touch? Have you felt it carefully? He has so much flesh all over his body, why did you touch his chest muscles?"

Wu Liang pondered for a moment, then said, "I didn't actually feel it, I let go right away."

Zhou Xiangwan is not good at math, but when questioned Wu Lianglai, his logical thinking ability has never been off the line: "If you don't feel anything, why did you let go?"

Faced with Zhou Xiangwan's daily routine, Wu Liang felt that he was so wronged that he couldn't reason, so he hurriedly dug a spoonful of mashed potatoes into Zhou Xiangwan's mouth, smiled slightly and said, "Is it delicious?" ?”

Zhou Xiangwan took a mouthful of mashed potatoes, his cheeks were bulging, and his attention was immediately drawn away like a child, and he said honestly, "...delicious."

Wu Liang hurriedly fed him mouthful after mouthful, lest he didn't gag him when it was too late, and the ancestor would make another damn proposition.

But Wu Liang was still too innocent after all. After Zhou Xiangwan had eaten and drank enough, it was obvious that his combat power was even more terrifying. Wu Liang's destiny was pinched by Zhou Xiangwan again.Zhou Xiangwan unbuttoned the skirt of his bathrobe, revealing two chest muscles, like a cake, which looked palpable and delicious. Wu Liang's Adam's apple twitched, wanting to touch it, but held back.

He wasn't sure if his body would spoil the fun, so he always put off contact with Zhou Xiangwan.

Zhou Xiangwan's slender fingers slowly slid across Wu Liang's face, his eyelashes were half closed, his voice was low, and he bit Wu Liang's earlobe, "Do you want to bury it?"

Wu Liang's face turned red, he nodded hesitantly, and immediately said: "I don't mean to miss your body."

Suddenly, Zhou Xiangwan's left pectoral muscles moved, and said, "My pectoral muscles are not only good-looking, they can also beat the beat."

Wu Liang: "...?"

Zhou Xiangwan pushed Wu Liang away in a serious manner, and said, "Look, pay attention to how my left and right muscles move, 'do, re, mi, fa, sol,, si' move like this respectively, remember clearly Yet?"

Wu Liang: "...Remember."

Zhou Xiangwan happily shook his chest muscles, and said, "Guess which song I'm shaking? If you guess right, I'll let you bury it and sleep!"

Wu Liang: So the real delivery proposition is waiting here...