Super Crazy Son-in-Law

Nangong Jin's body is also stiff.

There is nothing wrong with hugging and showing kindness to each other. It is a etiquette between friends.

But Xiang Wu's performance was too hot. Her whole body was attached to Lin Xiao, which was equivalent to squeezing her tight and delicate body into Lin Xiao's arms.

In short, only lovers can have such a warm and ambiguous hug.

"Cough......" Lin Xiao quickly pretended to cough, broke away from his hug to dance and said with a dry smile, "Hello!"

"Why, I haven't seen such a stranger for a few days? I still remember when I was in the golden triangle, you were warm to me. You slept together at night..."

"I'll go! Don't throw dirty water on me." Lin Xiao was frightened.

Xiang Wu continued, "of course! I just sleep in one room, not in one bed."

"Elder sister, don't breathe." Lin Xiao is crying.

Nangong Jin's face eased slightly. Just now she was almost angry and her heart was about to jump out.

"No, I remember. One day you ran into my room. What did you want to do?" To dance is to fear that the world will not be chaotic.

"All right! I'm less poor. Let's go quickly. The plane will be late later." Lin Xiao hurriedly urged.

"I forgot to tell you that there is a special plane waiting for you at the airport. We don't have to hurry." Smiled to the dance.

"Who?" Lin Xiao was stunned.

"When you get to the airport, you will know." Xiang Wu deliberately glanced at Nangong brocade and didn't know what it meant.

Lin Xiao just wanted to leave quickly, otherwise the two women might fight.

"Let's go." Lin Xiao looked at Nangong Jin and then turned to get on the plane.

Xiang Wu went to Nangong Jin and said with a smile, "I'll take good care of Lin Xiao for you. Don't worry."

"He will take care of himself." Nangong Jin said tit for tat, "it's you. Don't drag him back."

"No! I've always helped Lin Xiao. We have a tacit understanding of our cooperation." Smiled at the dance.

"Hum!" Nangong Jin doesn't want to talk to her. This woman is very aggressive and has never concealed her feelings for Lin Xiao.

Nangong brocade has always been very vigilant about this Xiang dance, which comes from a woman's natural sixth sense. She always felt that if she was not careful, she might take Lin Xiao away.

Lin Xiao obviously didn't resist Xiang dance, and even had some good feelings. Nangong Jin could see it.

Watching the helicopter take off quickly, Nangong Jin kept staring.

Lin Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief and glared at the dance, "did you do it on purpose?"

"So what?" Xiang Wu didn't care. He tilted his long legs and said with a smile, "I just like to see you two make trouble."

Lin Xiao was angry and smiled, "you're sick!"

"How did you know?" Asked the dancer innocently.

"I don't care about you. Tell me whose special plane came to pick me up?"

"It's all said. You'll know where you go." Sold another pass to dance.

"OK, I'll see!" Knowing that he could not ask anything, Lin Xiao simply closed his eyes.

Xiaosu took Nangong Dadong and drove a luxury car all the way to the slum.

The so-called slum is just a popular saying of outsiders, because this area belongs to the old housing area, which is on the edge of the sixth ring road. There are only factories around, there are no commercial areas, and the consumption level of the people can not keep up.

However, if it's a slum, maybe when it's demolished, the people here will become rich immediately.

It seems that there is no such opportunity at present, so the people living here are hard-working wage earners, living a hard life for eating, drinking and Lhasa all day.

In such a place, a Bugatti Veyron suddenly stops at the intersection, which will certainly attract a lot of onlookers.

However, Nangong Dadong suddenly felt that those people's eyes were strange. Because in their eyes, in addition to exclamation and envy, there is a trace of

"Do you think their eyes are strange?" Xiaosu opened the door and went down.

"What?" Nangong Dadong was afraid to get off the bus because of the strange eyes of these people.

"Probably... Because your car is pink."

The pink Bugatti Veyron should be an unprecedented color.

The paint color specially required by Nangong Dadong is a bright pink. I'm afraid even women won't use this color.

"What's the matter with pink?" Nangong Dadong blinked suspiciously. Seeing Xiaosu gone away, he quickly opened the door and rushed down.

Many people go out of the wooden shed area to watch the excitement, because no one has ever driven such a luxury car to the slum. Everyone knows that they must be the children of a rich family.

In their eyes, rich children are like another species, full of charm that people want to explore.

"Xiaohui lives in such a place?" Nangong dadongton thought Xiaohui was too hard.

"I used to live here too. Later, I rented a building for... Cough." Xiaosu said casually, pointing to a path and saying, "Xiaohui should take care of her mother at home at this time."

"What happened to her mother?"

"Hemiplegia." Xiaosu knows too much about the state in the slum. No one has a minor disease. Almost every family has injured and sick people.

Nangong Dadong sympathizes with Xiaohui more and more. He just wants to see her right away and say a few intimate and gentle words.

After turning a few corners and walking through the narrow and dirty passage, I vaguely heard someone shouting something. It seemed very lively.

"Come on, bet, bet, buy and leave!"

A funny voice, stunned, shouted out the ruggedness and boldness of the great masters, but there was no sense of disharmony, as if it was born like this.

Xiaosu smiled and took a few steps under his feet. "Xiaohui is really there."

"Ah?" Nangong Dadong was in a fog. "Where? Who was shouting just now? What were they doing?"

"Xiao Hui! Pushing Pai Gow!"

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One by one, they entered a low house with only a broken wooden door. The smell of smoke went straight to their faces, and the choking Nangong Dadong burst into tears.

"Xiao Hui!?" Cried Xiaosu excitedly.

Squatting on the Kang, wearing only half legged pants and a single shirt, Xiao Hui, with a cigarette in her mouth and dice in her hand, was yelling at the six or seven people around.

"What about the ink? Make a bet quickly. Don't wait for my mother to get angry." Xiao Hui painted heavy makeup and her lips were red as if she had sucked blood, but the smoke came out of her mouth, but it had a different flavor. It was not vulgar at all.

"Millet?" When Xiaohui heard someone call her, she suddenly looked up and looked at Xiaosu in surprise, "where have you died these days? I heard..."

The room was suddenly quiet. Everyone turned their heads and saw that it was Xiaosu. Their eyes flashed a few times. They all put down Pai Gow, jumped to the ground with a dry smile, said goodbye one after another, and ran away in the twinkling of an eye.