Vegetable Husband: I love you so much, I pretend

Mr. Hao was silent.

This is not the first time he has shot himself in the foot.

Could it be that he's really gone off the rails with the world?

He found that not only could he not predict the trajectory of his little wife's behavior, but he couldn't even keep up with the rhythm of the second sister and mother he was most familiar with.

Too sad.

Mr. Hao went back to his room and shut himself up.

With a wave of the sleeves, a breeze rippled in the air, and the petals of several orchids rose with the wind and flew in the air.

It is against physics for petals to fly by themselves from the ground.

Can.
Hao Youzi gently grabbed a petal, and excitedly said to her mother: "Mom! Look quickly!! The plants and trees are alive, and the flowers are responding to you~"

Mrs. Hao: (*｀*) people (*｀*)

Hao Youqian: One by one

Ling Bingbing: ㄟ(≧◇≦)ㄏ

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Mr. Hao was very helpless.

Mr. Hao decided he was going to stand up!

If he can’t stand up anymore, maybe one day he will still be angry, and his mother and sister will think that he is not worthy of Bingbing, so they will send him away~~~
After all, the coffin cemetery is ready-made, the veterinarian's photo has been prepared long ago, and now even the funeral objects have arrived! ! !
Yes!

Hao Youzi's customized radio has arrived!

Big and green!When unpacking the courier, Uncle Guan thought it was sent by some wicked person to curse the Hao family. Later, he heard that this was the funeral prepared by the second lady for Hao Youqian. He said it was awesome!
Hao Youzi gave too much~~ The store directly turned the green paint into fluorescent stone!The entire body of the radio is made of fluorescent stone, without strong light, it can be bright all night at night, and if it is placed in a circle around the grave, grave robbers will be afraid to see it!
I even think that in order to keep Hao Youzi, a big customer, the store also recorded many versions of super songs for him, involving more than a dozen countries, saying that this way, I don’t have to worry about my soul after death not being able to understand.

no--

Why should he listen to what people can understand when he is dead?

Maybe God felt Mr. Hao's urgency to wake up. After the old lady moved all her 20 pots of orchids to the ground, Mr. Hao stood up! !
Yes.

Stand up! !
His lower limbs have fully regained their strength!
Made him 'bounce' out of bed!
That's right.

Just play!
Because his upper body can't move~~his head can't~~
Fortunately, his leg muscles are strong enough to support him standing in place, but his body and head are...
The moment the door was pushed open, Ling Bingbing took a deep breath and looked at Mr. Hao who was leaning on the side of the bed with his upper limbs and head hitting the bed board. Then he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number that she hadn't contacted for half a year. .

"Old man."

"I'm not dead"

"I just want to ask how to fight the zombies?"

Hearing this, Mr. Hao, who was trying to throw his head back on the bed, stopped.

He subconsciously turned around to greet his little wife, his legs turned around, but his upper body.

bang-

There was a clear cracking sound in the room.
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"Sister, I know you are greedy for his body. Girls are getting older and have special needs. This is understandable."

"However, his body is still a treasure~~ Don't hit so hard next time, I can't stand it anymore."

While performing surgery on Hao Youqian, Ling Yan was hesitant to speak and educated his younger sister.

Yes.

In order to explain why Hao Youqian suffered a broken waist suddenly, Ling Bingbing had to tell everyone that she did it. She thought he was pleasing to the eye, so she grabbed him and beat him up. Unexpectedly, the strength was too great.

Mr. Hao is shutting himself up in the air right now.

He felt that his life was completely over from today.

He could actually break his own waist.

Will this... this will affect the user experience of the little wife on the bed in the future!
He also didn't expect that his uncle would speak for him when he thought it would be cheap to poach a corner.

It seems that he is prejudiced against him.

Mr. Hao blamed himself secretly, and decided to donate to his uncle's scientific research project at night.

Ling Bingbing didn't dare to look up, for fear that she couldn't help laughing.

"Brother is not what you think."

Ling Yan kept sewing his fingers, raised his eyes slightly, and said with a half-smile: "What kind of thing is that? He fell it himself?"

"The bed is so high, how can he fall like this as a vegetable?"

Ling Bingbing: "This."

Looking at her eyes, Ling Yan knew that his sister was going to make up a story, so he said before she could speak: "Brother didn't mean to blame you, but just wanted to tell you that it's too rough and easy for you to play like this. Play people badly."

"After all, he still has Qi, and some functions of his body are still normal."

"I really want to play with you and wait for him to hang up completely. Give me the man, and my brother will make you a large puppet doll. Don't say that you want to change the angle and turn your waist. I will make her neck for you." It can turn 360 degrees, and then it can be disassembled, if you want the forbidden love of a disabled man, just dismantle his legs."

Ling Bingbing: (*/ω＼*)
Hao Youqian: ┌(.Д.)┐

Mr. Hao—it's decided, he will have Ling Yan's domestic property confiscated tonight! ! !
Donate a p!

Giving him a dime would be sorry for his old waist!

what.
It hurts~~~
This guy definitely did it on purpose!

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Mr. Hao's fracture suddenly made the whole Hao family's atmosphere a bit weird.

Eerily quiet.

The more the old lady looked at it, the more she felt that God was warning.

If Bingbing hadn't insisted, she would have moved her son to live in the backyard.

When Hao Bufan heard that Hao Youqian was also sitting in a wheelchair now, he was extremely excited at first.

But soon, he realized that his handsome uncle couldn't please Bingbing by virtue of his looks. Then he...
This slightly inferior point
"Master Uncommon, what are you thinking?"

Hao Bufan answered subconsciously: "I want to Bingbing"

After finishing speaking, he shut his mouth abruptly, raised his head trembling.

wipe!
Forget that there is a killing god opposite him!
"Um. I. I think it's so hot today, I need to eat something cold, don't you think so, teacher?"

"I'll ask someone to make some shaved ice. Master, what flavor do you want?" Hao Bufan looked at Ling Yan eagerly. If he didn't know that Ling Yan didn't like to be in contact with people, he was already ready to squat beside him and give him a knock. legs up.

Ling Yan looked at him with a smile, rubbing the walnut in his hand with his fingers.

"Want to eat ice?" He asked, the man's red lips were slightly parted, and his eyes were gentle.

"Ok?"

The faint ending seems to have a small hook, which directly hooks Bufan's soul.

Hao Bufan carefully observed his face, and replied uncertainly: "Anything is fine?"

"Look at you."

There was a faint light in Ling Yan Gujing Wubo's eyes, and he reached out to support Hao Bufan's chin.

his fingers are cold
"Look what I do? I'm not Bingbing."

"Eat as much as you want."

Hao Bufan broke out in a cold sweat: "I don't really want to eat either."

"Really~~" Ling Yan let go of him, and lightly clasped his fingers on the table: "Boy, don't be so fickle~~ Come here, bring Master Hao a bowl of fried ice."

Hao Bufan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the quantifier of a bowl.