His Xuejun is not a foodie.
Lu Hualiang sat upright and retorted loudly, "How is it possible! I never kneel on durian!"
"Don't kneel? Then did you introduce this method to me? I thought it was from Mr. Lu's experience." Han Luoqi teased, why he didn't believe this.
Lu Hualiang had a black face, "Nonsense, my family has always been in charge of me. I said that Xia Weibao would never say anything. She would kneel to kneel durian. How could it be me kneeling? It is common sense to coax my wife to kneel durian. Got, idiot!"
Han Luoqi, "..."
At this time, there is only one MMP that can express his feeling of beeping a dog!
Who is Lu Hualiang, Huaxia is famous for being the first man of high cold male god!
Is it tedious to say so many things at once?
Moreover, does the Lu family call the shots? He said Yixia Weibao would never say two?
At this moment, a single MMP can't describe his mood!
Forget it's not important, men, don't you want to save face.
"Mr. Lu, are you sure that this method is reliable? I have been kneeling for more than half an hour."
"Reliable, absolutely reliable, use more bitterness, she will always be soft-hearted, if it doesn't work, you will discount your legs to ensure that she feels distressed."
"Talk of experience?"
The movie emperor Han Da felt that he had discovered some big secret. It turned out that Mr. Lu was glamorous outside, and he actually lived a self-harming life at home.
so poor.
Suddenly, he felt that his family Xuejun was good.
Lu Hua's cold face turned dark again, "What are you kidding me, I don't need to use bitterness, my wife always regards her husband as the heaven!"
Han Luoqi, "..."
Oh!
"Okay, she must be looking at you now. If you don't believe me, just pretend to faint from heatstroke, and she will definitely come out."
Lu Hualiang finished speaking and hung up.
Han Luoqi frowned, glanced suspiciously at the direction of the villa, not seeing anyone.
Is it reliable?
Forget it, anyway, I've heard Lu Hualiang's bad idea, so listen to it again.
So he rolled his eyes and fell directly to the ground.
In the crowd, someone immediately exclaimed.
"Ah!! Actor Han fainted due to heatstroke!"
"Oh my God, will life be killed—"
"Wow—Brother Luo, you died so miserably—"
Han Luoqi who pretended to be faint, what a special thing!
I'm not dead yet, crying crying, crying, crying, crying!
Originally, Zhuang Xuejun was like a fire burning, but now he saw Han Luoqi fainted from heatstroke, no matter how he could hold on.
Busily opened the door and rushed out.
Our actor Han is an acting person. Even if he fainted, he put on a very handsome way of fainting, and his face was facing the door, trying to see his handsome face as soon as his wife ran out.
(The premise is to ignore the punches he was beaten by Qi Zhang.)
The eyes were not completely closed either, but half-squinted.
So I can clearly watch Zhuang Xuejun run out of the room in a panic.
Movie Emperor Han's heart is beating, and his wife is careful, there are steps, don't fall.
Almost couldn't help but jump up to support her.
However, he hadn't jumped yet, Zhuang Xuejun had already squatted down in front of him.
His expression was tense, "Han Luoqi, how are you?"
Click, click, click——
The sound of pressing the shutter keeps ringing, the spotlight keeps flickering, and Zhuang Xuejun can't manage that much.
Want to lift the man up.
Han Luoqi fell to the ground "weakly", holding her hand affectionately, as if he would die in the next second, "Wife, I was wrong, can you forgive me this time?"
"You get up first, we go to the hospital."