mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 460

My name is Zhao Guoan, and I feel panicked right now.

There was sporadic light rain outside, and I sat in the room with thunder rolling in my ears.

I was very skeptical that if I could not answer the questions before me well, I would be struck dead by a thunderbolt.

The above is the inner portrayal of Zhao Guoan at this moment.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Guoan stood up and went to the ground, opened the window, let the cold wind blow in, raised his head, and said emotionally as if giving a speech: "To be or not to be, that is the question.

Should we silently endure the poisonous arrows of fate's tyranny, or stand up against the endless suffering in the world.

Fight and sweep them up! "

"..." Zhen Jinghan couldn't react, and couldn't understand what Zhao Guoan was trying to do.

Just as he was thinking about it, Zhao Guoan suddenly turned around and said, "I've made up my mind. Now, I want to tell you..."

But at this moment, the light bulb above the head suddenly alternated between light and dark, making a "sizzling" sound, as if affected by the weather, the voltage became unstable.

Zhao Guoan swallowed unnaturally. Could this be the precursor to being struck by lightning?
Zhen Jinghan looked up at the flickering lights, and her first feeling was not fear, but anger.

At such a critical moment, what are you doing with a broken light bulb!
"Clap!"

Stretching out her hand to pull the cord of the light bulb, Zhen Jinghan looked at Zhao Guoan and said, "Go ahead, I'll listen."

Zhao Guoan took a deep breath again and said, "Wait a moment, wait for me to brew a good mood."

Zhen Jinghan was speechless again, but she still waited patiently.

"Ahem..." Clearing his throat, Zhao Guoan changed his lines this time.

"The wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone...No one in life has died since ancient times, and keep the loyalty to reflect the history...When autumn comes and September [-]th, after I bloom, a hundred flowers will kill..."

"..." Zhen Jinghan's face turned dark, is this a poetry competition?

Also, why do the content of these verses and the tone of the recitation sound so tragic?

After reading the poem for another 2 minutes, Zhao Guoan felt that it was almost done. Firstly, his emotions were in place, and secondly, he couldn't think of a more suitable poem, so he wanted to use this energy to speak out.

However, it is time for him to make up his mind.

"Crack!"

There was a sudden thunder, and the lightning in the sky illuminated the yard as bright as day, and the heavy rain poured down, crackling and crackling.

"Alas……"

The violent wind blows into the room, and the teacup on the Eight Immortals table trembles non-stop. The teacup collides with the tea lid, making a palpitating sound of "da da da da".

"ah!"

Zhen Jinghan screamed in fright, and threw herself into Zhao Guoan's arms.

With the beauty in his arms, Zhao Guoan's heart was half cold, and the blood that had been ignited with great difficulty also cooled down with the sound of thunder.

After a long time, Zhao Guoan said: "To be honest, I have a crush on you, but I am a person who is emotionally clean."

Zhen Jinghan thumped in her heart, and quickly explained: "I got married twice before, actually..."

Zhao Guoan shook his head and interrupted: "I don't mean this, I mean, I can't be satisfied alone, I have to satisfy my family."

"So that's how it is." Zhen Jinghan breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, nodded and said, "I will work hard to make your family accept me!"

"Okay, before that, let's do this first, what do you think?"

Zhen Jinghan wanted to ask, what does "this" look like?

But after thinking about it, I decided not to ask any more questions. This seemed to be a good idea, so I nodded and agreed.

Zhao Guoan took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, and then let out a long breath, looking rather melancholy, and sighed inwardly: "It can be delayed for a day..."

……

In the early morning of the next day, the people in the courtyard who were still sleeping suddenly opened their eyes at the same time. They only felt that their chests were tight and they were struggling to breathe, as if they had just had a nightmare.

As for the content of the nightmare, I can't remember it at all.

This feeling was so weird that everyone in the room was a little bit astonished, not knowing what was going on.

However, at this moment, a muffled sound of "bang" came into my ears.

All of a sudden, another nauseating feeling came over me.

People who have been to the temple yesterday, immediately realized what happened, because this feeling can not be wrong.

"Brother Xiao Feng!"

The little girl pushed the window open and glared at Xiao Feng who was holding a drum in the yard.

"Wake up, hurry up and practice." Xiao Feng greeted enthusiastically.

At the same time, I was secretly sure of one thing in my heart, that is, even in a state of sleep, the sound of drums can still affect people.

Not long after, the door of Zhao Guoan's room opened. Zhen Jinghan greeted Xiao Feng with a blushing face, "Good morning!"

"Good morning." Xiao Feng replied with a smile, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Zhen Jinghan blushed even more immediately, and said dodgingly, "I, I'm going to the kitchen to see what ingredients are there, and I'm going to make breakfast."

After finishing speaking, he quickly walked towards the kitchen as if fleeing.

Xiao Feng shook his head and laughed, it doesn't look like she has been married twice, it looks like a young daughter-in-law who just got married.

However, if it is considered marriage after entering the bridal chamber, then Zhen Jinghan has never been married.

At this time, Zhao Guoan walked out with two dark circles under his eyes, with an ugly expression on his face: "What happened to that voice just now?"

Xiao Feng smiled ambiguously, winked and said: "Don't worry about the sound or not, what happened to you last night? Seeing that your feet are floating, it's like stepping on cotton, and you haven't slept all night?"

"Fart!" Zhao Guoan said angrily, "I hit the floor last night and slept on the floor all night."

"Then you're really good." Xiao Feng said with admiration on his face, "Don't you still remember those old men who praised you for being good?"

"It's nonsense, what happened to the voice just now?" Zhao Guoan said angrily.

Xiao Feng raised the drum in his hand: "It's the sound it makes, I'll knock it twice and you can listen."

Zhao Guoan hurriedly refused: "No, just tell me how you got here."

Xiao Feng nodded, and briefly talked about what happened yesterday afternoon and the situation about the human skin drum.

"Using sound as a weapon can really catch people by surprise, but when you beat the drum, you will also hear the sound, so are you okay?" Zhao Guoan asked suspiciously.

Xiao Feng smiled triumphantly: "If you can think of it, I naturally thought of it early in the morning."

Then, he took out a pair of earplugs from his pocket: "Bring it on, the impact will be limited."

"Okay, I have to go back and catch up on sleep. Don't call me for breakfast." Zhao Guoan yawned and was about to walk towards the room.

"Don't go yet." Xiao Feng grabbed him and said with a smile: "Do you still remember what I told you before?"

"What, what?"

"Of course I put you in the combat team. Start practicing with me now, and save yourself calling for help on the street later."

"..." Zhao Guoan.

(End of this chapter)