Mrs. Huo, she is very charming

Huo Hanxiao's eyes brightened and he thought his little wife looked delicious when she was jealous.

For the first time, he didn't feel that bad.

"I see." Huo Han nodded in a very natural tone.

There's nothing wrong with being lectured by women.

On the contrary, it was Lang yuezheng who was beaten in the face. The pain was so severe that he threw his face, "brother Hanxiao, why do you connive at her like this?"

Huo Hanxiao holds Jiang Fanxing's hand, and his tone becomes very impolite. "My own wife, naturally."

Lang Zheng bite lips, want to cry not cry.

"What's more, it's not your turn to be an outsider."

In her life, Lang Lezheng was the stranger, especially the Huo family. It made her feel that they were all satirizing her.

"Well You all bully me. I'll tell my aunt! " After that, he covered his mouth and ran out.

Jiang Fanxing, "..." It's really naive.

It's not only childish, it's a playwright.

How could Huo Hanxiao be surrounded by some unruly little girls?

She squinted at someone with a cool face, and felt angry. She didn't know how to control her hand.

"Hiss..." Someone who is peeling a crab shell feels the tingling from his thigh and takes a breath of cold air.

He lowered his head and looked at the little hand that twisted his thigh. His face flashed, and a smile of evil spirit rose from the corner of his mouth.

"Good, feel at home."

Jiang Fanxing snorted, and then wrung hard. His strength was stronger than before.

This time Huo Hanxiao was ready. He was twisted, and his expression didn't change much. He just lowered his head and reached her ear. His voice was hoarse. "Hard, my baby."

Jiang Fanxing shakes and pulls his hand back.

But I don't know whether it's intentional or unintentional. I actually touch something hard.

The fingertips are hot.

It's like there's a fire burning.

Huo Hanxiao, however, could not stop. When he saw her ears flushed and her Adam's apple was under control, she rolled away, even her breath became hot. "Please provoke me, I will die on you sooner or later!"

Jiang Fanxing, "..."

Dou Jingran wants to die.

He heard something

It's not suitable for children!

My aunt!

"What, let's have a drink?" He picked up the cup and raised it, but no one answered him. He drank awkwardly, "I'll go to the bathroom!"

Then, run away.

What the hell is this.

The bathroom was at the end of the corridor, and he heard the little girl crying before he reached the place.

I have to.

Let's go.

Lang Zheng is also a difficult master.

……

After eating here, it's dark.

On the other side of the cast, Jiang Nanyan was impatient waiting all afternoon.

She took a look at Duan Mobai, who was filming. She twisted her eyes and asked the assistant, "where did Jiang Fanxing die?"

"No, I don't know." The little assistant is about to cry.

"Waste!" Jiang Nanyan stares at the little assistant, "you go to find someone to publicize Jiang Fanxing's playing a big name!"

"I, I know."

Jiang Fanxing, wait for me!

After a while, someone came over and said something in Jiang Nanyan's ear. She froze, "I know. I'll go right away."

Jiang Nanyan talked to the director and left the set.

Leave deer park.

A bright black business car is waiting for her.

Seeing the familiar license plate, Jiang Nanyan trembles all over, and is overwhelmed with fear.