Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mrs. LAN stood there for a long time. Then she went over in small steps, reached out to touch the black gun and looked at Fu Mingzhu: "what a guy."

Fu Mingzhu said.

Blue old man then said, "of course it's true. Look, the glass in the study is broken, and this one."

He held up Fang Yan, "something from the Qing Dynasty was broken through. Do you know how much it costs? This side is 600000 yuan. If 600000 yuan is piled up, you may not be able to break through it! "

Mrs. LAN glanced at him: "it's vulgar to mention money at any time!"

She took the inkstone and looked, "how round the hole is. It looks better than before."

"Fool, how can you grind ink with a hole?" Lao Lan's old face was lost by the loser and couldn't lift his head in front of the younger generation. How could he marry such a stupid wife?

Mrs. LAN blinked: "who still uses this ink now? Besides, if you want to break the old, you keep this thing because your mind is too corrupt."

LAN Lao had no way to talk to her. He just said in a cold voice, "no culture, it's terrible."

Mrs. Lan was not happy at once. "I graduated from Tsinghua."

Lao LAN covered his forehead and said in a small voice, "that's when you looked beautiful and asked someone to get you a degree. Are you serious? Like a straw bag with your head, it's almost enough to sweep the floor in Tsinghua. "

Mrs. LAN is shy. Although the old thing is right, she can't expose her old background in front of the younger generation. Mrs. Lan quit: "you see, I'm beautiful, you're not superficial. I also said that you should be an official. I also said that your official was donated by flowers! Besides, the floor sweepers in the novel are the most skilled in martial arts. "

Blue always really had to vomit blood, and then felt that he had nothing to care about with a woman, so he stopped talking.

No, okay?

Mrs. LAN felt comfortable and looked at Fu Mingzhu admiringly: "Mingzhu, you are so accurate. Go back to me to play persimmons in the autumn. There is a sweet persimmon in the yard. It tastes good."

Fu Mingzhu was also stunned this time. Looking at old man Lan's expression, she felt a little sympathy. She can also be sure that Mrs. LAN probably bought Mrs. Lan's diploma.

The blue old man had already collapsed in his heart. When his little daughter-in-law looked at him like this, he felt even more uncomfortable

However, unlike Lanyu, Fu Mingzhu still gave the old man some face. She handed the gun to Lanyu, but Lanyu didn't accept it, but thought deeply.

After a while, he said quietly, "Pearl, try this."

He took an apple from the tea table. "I'll throw it in the direction of the window. Go and try it."

"It's too hard." Fu Mingzhu glanced at him: "you should play acrobatics."

Lan Yu put the gun in her hand: "try it."

LAN Laoqi died: "little bastard, you think I don't exist, don't you?"

Lanyu ignored him directly, and Fu Mingzhu also took up his gun and aimed at the direction of the window——

Lan Yu's hand moved, and the apple flew out of the window at a very fast speed, which was different from what he said.

Fu Mingzhu squinted, pulled down the trigger, and with a bang, the apple was hit. She fired three shots again, so that the apple burst in the dark——

All hit and moved irregularly.

Lan Yu went to the window and looked at the half of the residual fruit falling down the building. Thinking of the pulp explosion picture just now, she thought secretly that Mingzhu was really cruel, but she didn't realize it.