The high-speed railway has long said that it will come to Mr. Han's home for dinner.

Although the arrival of Han Jun and his wife made Han Shishi very upset, he didn't forget to cook for him.

But he never said he wanted to stay with her.

Looking at her stupidly on the spot, the high-speed railway asked, "why don't you welcome me to live in your house?"

Han Shishi didn't even think about it. He asked, "who are you from me?"

If you change this into someone with a little sense of shame, you will feel embarrassed after listening to Mr. Han's words.

Who is the high speed rail?

Not only was he not embarrassed, he also glared at master Han.

It is self-evident that "I stay at your house to give you face. If you don't feel grateful, you can still say so. "

Han Shishi was a little guilty and didn't dare to say anything more. He turned around and bowed his head and walked into the kitchen quickly.

After walking into the kitchen, Mr. Han realized that the high-speed railway once held her in his arms and told Mu Li that he was her "wild man". In the future, the money she made could only be spent on him.

At that time, Han Shishi was heartbroken because of Mou Li's behavior. Of course, he didn't care.

But this guy took it as her default that she didn't care.

"How could he? I've only seen two sides before, so I'll stay in my house. Although he has broken up with Ye Xingchen, he has no reason to pester me with Su, no matter he is single or not. Who am I when I am Mr. Han? When he's full, let him go. "

In Han Shishi's wishful thinking, he seems to have picked up the fine salt, poured it into the pot, and put it down again.

When a woman is in a bad mood, her cooking skills will decline in a straight line -

in the view of high-speed railway, even if the noodles he wants to eat are not cooked carefully, at least he has to knock on two eggs?

Mr. Han is very good. It's boiled noodles in white water.

It's enough.

There was also a pile of delicate pickles and lunch meat.

Stepping on small slippers and wearing a small apron, Han Shishi put his rice bowl on the table: "just eat for yourself, I'm not in the mood to eat."

"That's understandable."

"When you are full, I and I have something else to say to you."

Han Shishi took off his apron, turned around and walked into the bathroom quickly.

Today, he was frightened, afraid, regretful, resentful, and full of tears. He felt that he was so tired that he needed to take a shower.

When she stood under the shower, she was stunned.

There is a man sitting on the sofa outside. She comes to take a bath. Is that a hint?

"If I drive him away, he won't be strong to me, will he? I don't think so. Although he doesn't seem to be a good thing, he has certain principles. Otherwise, he won't slap me in the face at night when he's strong on me. But it was at night, and now he is alone, who knows if he will show his true face? I can't hold him back if he's strong on me. Or do you want to follow him? Anyway, this leather bag will have to be taken away by men sooner or later. "

In his wishful thinking, Han Shishi was afraid that the bathroom door would be knocked open.

No one.

When she got dressed, she felt much safer and relieved.

When Mr. Han walked out of the bathroom, he saw that the high-speed railway was lying on the sofa, with a TV remote control in his hand, selecting stations back and forth.

That bowl of noodles looks like it's just moved.

On the contrary, the lunch meat was swept away.

Han Shishi came over and asked softly, "why, my noodles are not delicious?"

"It's delicious."

"Then why don't you eat it?"

"It's too delicious to eat."

High speed railway turned over and sat up, lost the remote control: "what do you want to say to me?"

"You're full, then go."

This sentence lingered in Han Shishi's mind for a long time. When it was said, it didn't stagnate at all.

But after she said it, she realized that it would hurt the high-speed rail man's self-esteem if she said it so frankly and not euphemistically -

this guy had two big mouths, and then she pulled out Mu Li's teeth.

The high-speed railway also beat men in front of her.

However, in her heart, Meng Xianfeng, such a trash man, was beaten by anyone, it is natural, there is no need to be surprised.

A man who dares to beat a woman is too cruel, isn't he?

After thinking of this, Han raised his hand subconsciously, covered his mouth, quickly stepped back two steps, and vaguely explained: "I, I have no other meaning. I just think we've known each other for a short time. Although you helped me offend Meng Xianfeng. But, but please understand. After all, I'm not a casual woman. "

"Even if you are a casual woman, I am not that casual man."

The high-speed railway has turned its lip, stood up, raised its feet and left.

Han Shishi was stunned.

When he opened the door to go out, she couldn't help asking, "do you really want to go?"

"You've driven me out. If I don't go, isn't it shameful?"Looking back, the high-speed railway looks like a smile, and its eyes sweep back and forth on her body. Finally, it falls on the snow feet whose fingernails are painted bright red, and makes a disgusting action of swallowing water.

Han Shishi subconsciously curled up his toes in a hurry.

High speed rail secretly scolds: "grass, I'm Guo Wuqing again."

Kuo Wu Ching, who may have suffered some serious stimulation when he was a child, especially liked women's show feet.

In line with the principle of being close to the devil, the high-speed railway that has been with him for several years will certainly be infected by him.

Although every time I think of Guo Wuqing licking the high-speed rail, I will have a strong stomach discomfort, but I have to admit that women with beautiful feet are basically beautiful women.

Like those women who practice ballet and make their feet like that, even if they are beautiful, they will feel more uncomfortable in their stomach.

Ballet women's feet are only appreciated by high-quality people, and they are called art.

Anyway, people at the bottom, such as high-speed rail, are not worthy to appreciate art feet.

He prefers natural feet.

Staring at him with twinkling eyes, Han Shishi was even more flustered. He bowed his head and said in a low voice: "if you don't want to leave, you can stay. Anyway, you, you have told people that you are my wild man. "

"Well. How can a man like me, who is graceful and graceful, favor a woman when she is not sincere? "

But the high-speed railway slammed the door with a cold hum.

He's gone.

Originally, Han Shishi was flustered when he saw him. After he said what he thought, he regretted it.

But the words have been exported, high-speed rail really want to rush up, she can only hold the "just" mentality, tearfully let this guy take her innocence.

But the high-speed rail has gone.

There's no such thing as muddling about and being so proud -

"what kind of bird is this?"

Han Shishi, who seldom scolds others, seems to be rude after 10000 years.

Then, she laughed at herself, sat on the sofa, staring at the bowl of noodles, and murmured, "Mr. Han, you think you're beautiful. You're a man. When you see you, you want to take you for yourself. That's because you've never met a really good man before. In his heart, you didn't let him want to be qualified for himself in a sober state. You think highly of yourself. It's ridiculous

Han Shishi, who really thought he understood something, was never hit hard.

Women are like that.

When a man comes to pursue with a shy face, she will be bored.

When men don't take her seriously, she will feel extremely lost.

Even hate that scum!

"I don't want to pull you down, when I want you. Scum, go to hell. "

Hate hate scold sentence, Han Shishi picked up chopsticks, angry picked up a wisp of noodles, put in his mouth.

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