Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

After Weiwei followed Xiaohai, the most indispensable thing was beautiful clothes.In her middle age, she still dresses beautifully like a little girl every day, and because she has her own unique skills in "dressing up" and "makeup", so this combination is not only not offensive, but also very pleasing to the eye .

"It's okay." Weiwei's voice is still very nice: "I have a lot of clothes at home. Bing'er, I'm back in County X, remember to go to my house, I have clothes in my closet. We are about the same size, you can choose as much as you want Ouch, Binger is at the stage of loving beauty at this age, how can she not be willing to buy clothes."

"No need, this is not very good..." Han Kui's face was a little hot, and he also knew that he had treated his daughter badly.

"It's nothing bad." Weiwei felt that she had won, and said happily: "Bing'er, you must come to my house on weekends."

Han Kui didn't know anything about the war between women, he only thought that Weiwei was concerned about his daughter, so he smiled dully. [

None of the men present noticed Weiwei's hostility towards Han Bing, and didn't even think about it at all.Because they think, how is it possible, isn't that too naive?

But sometimes, women are the most naive creatures in the world, no matter the time or place, they are vying to be the first to be naive.

"No need, Auntie."

Han Bing smiled sweetly, emphasizing the word "Auntie". At that moment, Han Bing could clearly feel that Weiwei's chest rose and fell more heavily when she breathed.

...It's too childish.Han Bing thought this way, but she still fought back in the way of resolving the fight between women.

"Uncle Hai brought 30 yuan to my house before, but my father confiscated it and returned it the next day." Han Bing squinted his eyes and looked at the reaction of the "auntie" in front of him: "So, although my family I don’t have money, and I can’t afford beautiful clothes, but I just don’t want to have them, I don’t want to have them.”

"30 is just a small amount of money." Weiwei remained calm.

"That's why my dad doesn't like it." Han Bingpu slapped innocent big eyes.

"Bing'er, what are you talking about?" Han Kui asked a little strangely.