Legendary Son-In-Law

Lovelorn men are the most terrible.

It's also the least promising.

Guo Wuqing said these two words.

But the high-speed railway thinks that Lao Guo is bullshit.

However, at present, the high-speed railway is using practical actions to prove it.

He was lovelorn.

He just wants to get drunk. When he wakes up, he immediately pats his ass and leaves. When he meets someone and asks him about ye Xingchen, he will only stare at Ye Xingchen and ask him who he is.

Is he very demanding?

It's not high at all.

So, why did Meng Xianfeng and others interfere.

It's too bullying.

Since Meng Shao and others bully people by their origins, let them have a look at what is a real bully!

Meng Xianfeng finally saw that no matter how little he was, no matter how tough he was, he was just looking for a cigarette. Of course, he didn't dare to be rude and said, "Lin Shao is not in the field."

Meng Xianfeng didn't lie.

When Lin Zhidong called Meng Xianfeng, he told him to open a room in an unimportant Hotel and then take Han Shishi to the hotel.

The high-speed railway sat on the table and said, "call him and let him roll over."

Meng Xianfeng did not dare to look at him and bowed his head: "he will not come."

High speed rail did not speak, this is the corner of the mouth floating on the arc of a grim smile.

Meng Xianfeng immediately took out the phone, quickly dialed a number and handed it to the high-speed railway.

The high-speed railway took the mobile phone and simply said, "I am the high-speed railway. I don't care who you are, even if you are the king of heaven. If you dare to embarrass Mr. Han in the future, I will take care of your wife and the most beautiful woman in your family. "

Without waiting for any response from the other side, the high-speed railway threw the mobile phone to Meng Xianfeng: "you can go away. But remember what I said. Otherwise, you will regret it. "

Meng Xianfeng was silent. He got up and went out quickly.

After he walked out of the box, he stopped, turned around, laughed at the high-speed railway, and reached for the door.

Seeing this, Han Shishi was relieved.

She thought that Meng Xianfeng was shocked by the harsh words of the high-speed railway.

The high-speed railway frowned.

Han Shishi spoke in a very gentle voice: "what would you like to eat?"

The high-speed railway asked: "your treat?"

Han Shishi is speechless again.

Tonight, the full moon is like a plate, the color is yellowish.

July 15 has just passed, the moon is still trying to maintain its round.

Streetlights are like an orange dragon, winding to the endless distance.

On the sidewalk, people come and go.

Han Shishi, holding a small bag in both hands, walked silently side by side with the high-speed railway.

She and seven immortals nightclub is just a cooperative relationship, want to go with which man, go with which man, Huang has no right to interfere.

The high-speed railway drinks too much wine. Even after sleeping for a long time, you can hear the water clang in your stomach when you walk.

Han Shishi knows that he is not hungry.

But since this guy asked to come out for dinner, she could only accompany him.

When they came out, the high-speed railway did not speak, but just walked in silence.

Han Shishi did not dare to speak, but from time to time he peeped at his face.

On the face of the high-speed railway, there is evil from time to time.

"He seems to be hesitating whether to do something or not."

After rolling in the dust for so long, master Han has developed a pair of golden eyes.

The high-speed railway suddenly stops and holds up a taxi.

After slamming the door, the high-speed railway whispered at Mr. Han: "standing here as a telegraph pole? Get in the car. "

Han Shishi didn't know why he wanted to get on the bus and where he wanted to go. He could only stand on the side of the road, but he scolded him.

You're the pole!

Han Shishi really wanted to say this, but he obediently opened the door and got on the bus.

As soon as she closed the door, the driver said, "ladies and gentlemen, where are you going?"

Sitting on the high-speed rail co driver, he asked Mr. Han: "where is your home?"

"Emerald county."

After saying the name of the community, Han Shishi instinctively asked: "how, do you want to go to my home?"

"Nonsense, if I don't go to your house, I'll ask you where your house is and why?"

High speed rail has no good answer.

The driver took a look at him, and he felt that this guy was so awesome. He scolded his beautiful white girlfriend, but he didn't hurt her.

Women love face.

Especially in front of outsiders.

No matter how good-natured Mr. Han is, he is not so good.

She couldn't help but say in a cold voice, "what are you doing at my house?"

"Eat. In the future, as long as I am in Beijing, I will live in your house. "

The answer of high-speed railway is full of natural meaning.

Han Shishi Leng next, more angry: "why do you go to my house to eat, but also live in my house?"The high-speed railway looked back at her and then said faintly, "because I like it. If you dare to refuse, I'll drag you to the side of the road and make your stomach bigger. "

Han Shishi's face turned red.

In the eyes, there is water mist floating.

These words of high-speed railway are the biggest humiliation to her.

But she didn't dare say anything more.

First, she has seen with her own eyes how the high-speed railway treats Meng Xianfeng.

Second, between the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes of the high-speed railway, there are all the evil spirits that make her palpitate.

If she is really angry, this guy promises to let her understand what it means to be true.

The driver brother also saw something wrong, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of feicui Yajun community.

Although the names of many residential areas are elegant and painful - there is a smelly puddle nearby, you dare to call it the Pearl by the lake.

But the environment of this community is very worthy of the name.

Think about it. Although Han Shishi is a Huanchang woman, her income is at the top of the pyramid. It's no surprise that she can buy a house here.

When Han Shishi, biting his lips and struggling with panic, took the high-speed railway to her unit, he asked, "do you know where Meng Xianfeng's family is, what his wife does, and what her personality is?"

Han Shishi, stunned, turned back and asked, "you, you really want to --"

the high-speed railway interrupted her: "don't talk nonsense, just say it when you know it. If you don't know, just call me and ask someone who understands. "

Since Meng Xianfeng is a regular customer of the seven immortals nightclub, men always boast after drinking. It's normal for Han Shishi to know where he lives, what his wife does, what his personality is, and so on.

"His wife's surname is Huang, too? Huang Xinya? Well, the name is quite common. However, her temperament, personality, hobbies, really special to my appetite

After listening to Han Shishi carefully finish, the high-speed railway raised her hand and patted her on the buttock - let her go home to cook.

If it's not delicious, she'll look good.

"He, he can't really go to find Meng Xianfeng's wife?"

After seeing the high-speed railway disappear in the distance, Mr. Han muttered to himself: "if it is true, won't he make it worse? Who doesn't know the background of Huang Xinya? In front of her, Meng Xianfeng looks like a mouse with a cat? "

In fact, not only is Meng Xianfeng like a mouse with a cat in front of Huang Xinya, but also some of her card friends have to look at her face when they play with her.

Meng Tai, 29, has a habit of winning and not losing.

When you lose, you lose your temper.

But there is a little principle, do not like others deliberately let the card.

If anyone deliberately let the card, it is looking down on Meng Tai!

Tonight, Meng Tai just played less than a lap and lost a whole bunch. He was in a bad mood, but when someone came in, he didn't knock.

"Get out of here! Knock on the door and come in again. "

Huang Xinya turned around, and the young man who rushed in scolded: "is this next door to Wang still open? As soon as she said that, the young man in front of her raised his hand, picked her hair, pointed it at the card table and pressed it down.