Refusing to marry the rich family

Old Zhang glanced at the innocent Tuanbao and pouted: "don't sell cute, old man. I was cheated by your appearance last night! I lost my beard. Sobbing, I can't go out to see anyone today."

"Hum, look at your promise." Nine doors hit this scene when they went out. With a cold hum, they turned into the kitchen with a thermos cup in one hand.

When he turned around, the three people kept silent at the same time, and then burst into a series of laughter

As soon as Jiumen's forehead was drawn and turned to scold, he caught a glimpse of the mirror behind him.

His handsome figure was reflected in the floor mirror, and Jiumen smiled with satisfaction until he noticed the long mark behind his head

Who the fuck shaved his head?!

And shaved like this?!

"Who did it! You have the ability to stand up!" The nine door glared and pointed at the three people who were still laughing.

"Hahaha, let you laugh at me again. Now you know how hard it is? Hahaha, who else can do this? The only one who can do this here is this milk doll! Hahaha, I'm laughing to death. I'm so old that I'm bald!" Old Zhang smiled so much that tears would fall down.

Nine door was so angry that his chest went up and down. He rushed to old Zhang, his hands on his hips, and said angrily, "nonsense, what can he do with a milk doll?! you must have done it while I was asleep!"

"Bah! I don't sleep at night. What am I doing sneaking into your room? Can't I feel comfortable?"

"That's you two!" Nine doors pointed to Huo Qingge who was still laughing, "it must be you!"

"Mr. Jiumen, don't make me laugh. My husband and I have been in the room and haven't gone out." Huo Qingge laughed and trembled. He couldn't help saying, "but it's still handsome from the front, ha ha ha."

Huo Qingge was half laughing. Her chin was suddenly lifted. She had to look at the man.

"What are you doing?"

"Darling, what did you just call me?" Jingxia looked at her affectionately.

Huo Qingge was stunned and suddenly realized that she had called those two words invisibly. For a moment, she choked and didn't know what to say.

"Good, say it again and let me listen." Jingxia rubbed her chin, and her eyes were filled with tenderness.

"Oh, the sour smell of love." Old Zhang pretended to vomit, and Jiumen was numbed by the two men.

"Hey, you two can't love each other any more! Be lenient when you confess and strict when you resist!" Jiumen angrily said.

"It's not us." Huo Qingge looked at him innocently.

"Can there be ghosts in this house?"

When several people are deadlocked.

Woo——

The sound of the shaver suddenly sounded.

The four people looked at the sound source at the same time. Tuan Bao was sitting in the stroller with a black razor in his hand. After he pulled the switch, he "giggled" at the rotation of the machine.

“……”

"It was really my son who did it." Huo Qingge looked at Tuanbao with bright eyes.

"Hey! How do I feel proud in your tone!" Nine doors pointed to her.

"More than pride? It gives me a long face! My good Tuanbao, mommy loves you!" Huo Qingge rushed over and held Tuanbao, holding his cheek fondly.

Jing Xia looked at her wife and son gently. The picture fell into the eyes of the two old people.

"Alas, it's estimated that the child will grow up in the future."

"I think it's a disaster! Not yet." The nine doors rolled their eyes, and now he saw a shadow in the mirror!

"You're on the point. It's a disaster." Old Zhang said firmly, "if you educate these two guys like this, the child will have to poke a lot of baskets in the future."

"Then we have to see if they have any life left to wipe their son's ass." Nine doors said coldly, "hum, when the child grows up, I won't stab him!"

Hearing the speech, old Zhang retreated silently, three meters away from him.

Jiumen secretly despised him.

……

A week later.

When the door of the acupuncture room opened, a stream of steam rushed out immediately, and a marinated egg came out in the fog.

Yes, the marinated egg is Jiumen himself.

In just one week, his hair was either shaved or pulled out by Tuanbao. He simply shaved it directly, which made Tuanbao unable to start.

In the same situation, old Zhang directly shaved off his beard, which he had grown for half his life. At present, when they stood together, they became a beautiful scenery.

"How's it going? Smelly girl's illness..." old Zhang wanted to talk and stopped.

Today is the last day for Huo Qingge to die from the disease. If she can't cure her disease today, she will die early tomorrow morning.

Jiumen said with a frozen face: "well... It seems..."

"Like what?!" Jingxia emergency road.

"Cough, like this..." Jiumen deliberately lengthened the tail tone and refused to tell them happily.

Jingxia also understood his meaning and said bluntly, "if you don't say it again, I'll throw you into the pot and cook it. Let's start with your marinated egg head."

When the nine gates came, a soul was aroused.

He glanced sadly at Jing Xia. "I can't even joke. It's a bad character."

"Don't say a word. Tell me what's going on?"

"What else can I do? I'm on the horse. I can't get rid of it yet?" Nine door picked his eyebrows and looked at them.

Words fell, Huo Qingge came out of the fog.

For seven days, she stayed in the acupuncture room. The touch of the sun made her feel unreal.

"Qing'er!" Jingxia rushed over and came to her.

"View!" Huo Qingge held him on tiptoe and disappeared for a week. He lost another circle and his waist was thinner than her.

Jingxia can't wait to kiss her lips. They linger for a long time before they let go of each other.

Old Zhang and Jiumen were exposed to the sun and ate a handful of dog food raw.

"I knew that as soon as they met, they wouldn't stop giving dog food." The corner of Zhang's mouth took a swipe.

"Don't worry, they won't be long. If the boy's liver is not removed, he has only one month's life to live."

The sound of Jiumen was not big or small, just floating into Huo Qingge's ears.

Old Zhang reacted and covered Jiumen's mouth. Unfortunately, it was too late.

"What's going on?!" Huo Qingge looked at the nine doors incredulously, "who do you say is dying?"

Nine doors shook off old Zhang's hand and said, "have you washed your hands? Just cover my mouth?"

"Alas -" old Zhang sighed helplessly, covered his face and shook his head.

"Mr. Jiumen, go on. Who is ill?"

"Qing'er, zhan'er is still waiting for you in the room. You haven't seen each other for a week, but he misses you very much." Jing Xia directly stood between the two and stopped Huo Qingge from questioning.

"Jing, get out of the way first..." Huo Qingge tried to push him away, but he was too strong. She recovered from a serious illness and couldn't make any strength at all.

Jiumen turned his eyes and said, "OK, you two don't argue here. I tell you the truth, although your disease has been cured, your husband has liver cancer. It's already in the advanced stage."