Invincible killer and his tycoon wife

Zhang Fan didn't think about it, so he rejected it.

I'm kidding.

If you admit it, you can't shake the earth. It's dark. You can't live peacefully.

Not to mention it.

He didn't make love at all. At most, he made fun of the song and forgot his feelings.

"Really not."

Zhou Xiaolei looks at Zhang Fan's eyes, and the light of doubt emerges.

"I promise on my character, No." Zhang fanxin said with an oath.

"All right."

Zhou Xiaolei asked about this matter casually. Zhang Fan said so, so she did not continue. She nodded with a smile. Then, he asked about the grand gathering of the three holy places.

"The so-called three holy land competition is just a competition for resource allocation. There are not too many differences."

Zhang Fan simply said the grand meeting of the three holy places for hegemony.

"Zhang Fan, you voluntarily admit defeat and humiliate the people of Geleshan. You are really necrotic."

Zhou Xiaolei raised her hand and patted Zhang Fan for a moment.

"Don't you like it?"

Zhang Fan raised his hand and pinched Zhou Xiaolei's face, which was abusive.

"Yes, I like it best."

Zhou Xiaolei shyly said, Zhen head low, dare not look at Zhang Fan.

"Ha ha ha."

With the sound of a laugh, Zhang Fan turned over and pressed Zhou Xiaolei under her body, with a tone on her red lips.

After a while, a great war broke out.

It's only an hour and a half after the war.

"Xiaolei baby, tired or not."

Zhang Fan looked at the panting beauty from her body and asked in a soft voice.

"Yes."

Zhou Xiaolei's head is just like pounding garlic. Her eyes are full of resentment. She seems to say again: so fast and so hard, is it to break my bones.

"Since you are tired, go to sleep."

Zhang Fan didn't know what Zhou Xiaolei was thinking. When he saw Zhou Xiaolei nodding, he stretched his arm under Zhou Xiaolei's neck, and held Zhou Xiaolei into his arms in a soft voice.

"Yes."

Zhou Xiaolei gets her head in the air. Then, her eyes close. After a while, she breathes evenly.

Oh

Seeing this, Zhang Fan chuckled and closed his eyes.

With the appearance of a white fish belly in the East, a new day is coming.

The golden crow rises and emits countless golden rays, covering the boundless land.

Ring the bell.

A burst of cell phone calls ring, Zhang Fan in a deep sleep, to wake up.

"Who, the morning call, let people sleep."

Zhang Fan, who is sleepy, stretched out his hand and put his mobile phone on the bedside table. Without looking at the caller ID, he directly pressed the answer button and picked up the phone. He was not angry.

"You're too bold to talk to me like that, stinky boy."

The old man on the other end of the phone, after hearing Zhang Fan's words, was stunned first. Then he turned to blow his beard and stare at him. He said coldly.

Well

Hearing this sound, Zhang fanmeng forced, until the old man's voice, again sounded, he did not come back to God.

"Stinky boy, you say, you are itchy, or itchy, or itchy."

"Cough."

After coughing twice, Zhang Fan showed a smile on his face. He said in a flattering tone: "old man, how can it be you? If you know it's you, give me three leopard galls, I don't dare to be presumptuous."

"Hum."

Hum three, the old man arrogantly way: "Stinky boy, calculate you say reasonable, otherwise, see I don't break your leg."

"Hey, hey."

Zhang Fan, with a smile, said, "master, you called me all morning. Is there anything wrong?"

"Of course, there is something. Otherwise, I'll call you when I'm free."

After a bad word, the old man said the purpose of calling Zhang Fan, and said, "smelly boy, I've seen the grand gathering of Geleshan, Huangmen, Jia and yishuanghezong. What's your feeling?"

"No feeling."

Well

Zhang Fan's reply made the old man's face stiff. When he recovered, he said seriously: "Stinky boy, don't cheat me. To be honest, do you have any feelings."

"The old man is smart. He can't hide anything from you."

After flattering, Zhang Fan's tone also became more serious and said: "I don't have any other feelings. I just watch the fighting among the three strongest young masters of Geleshan, Huangmen, Jia and yishuanghe, which makes me feel a little bit."

"Feeling something." Asked the old man.

"Feel their own short board, the repair is not high."Zhang Fandao.

"If you can see your weakness, you will know how to make up for it."

The old man nodded, and then, instead of saying anything more, he changed the topic and said, "Stinky boy, Yu Fan sold you because of a level 4 spirit weapon, and I have already known about it, and I have severely repaired him.

You don't have to complain about Yu Fan any more. "

"Old man, look at what you say, just like my heart is very small."

Zhang Fan was not angry and said: "old man, I tell you, I don't blame the second elder martial brother at all." If he didn't promise to give me a third level artifact, I would not blame him, Gaga.

"In that case, that's OK. Hang up."

"Good."

Zhang Fan hung up the phone and put his cell phone back on the bedside table. When he lay back, he saw the beauty who woke up and looked at himself with integrity.

"Xiaolei baby, when did you wake up? And what do you think of me like that? I have flowers on my face?"

Zhang Fan sat up with his back on the head of the bed and reached out to hold Zhou Xiaolei into his arms. He said with a smile.

"Nothing."

After shaking her head, Zhou Xiaolei put her face on Zhang Fan's chest and said: "husband, you just said that your short board is not high in cultivation. Does that mean that you should focus on Cultivation in the next time?"

"This..."

Zhang Fan thought for a moment, and he nodded: "it's true, but..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Fan's eyes showed the light of playful abuse, and went to Zhou Xiaolei's ear and said, "Xiaolei, although I will mainly cultivate, I will still give food every day."

"Smelly husband, what are you talking about? It's so hard to listen to the food."

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Zhou Xiaolei's jade face was flushed. She flashed a touch of shyness in her eyes, and raised her hand to beat Zhang Fan. She didn't have a good airway.

"Hey, hey."

Zhang Fan added strength to his hands and held Zhou Xiaolei tighter.

Zhang Fan and Zhou Xiaolei are in bed. It is not until 7:30 that you lift the quilt, get out of bed, dress and wash.

It's been half an hour.

"Miss, uncle, you've come down. Breakfast has been prepared. Come and eat it."

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