Lin Xuan had been living in the Qin family for three years. No matter what the poetry of Qin Dynasty or Luo Ping was, Lin Xuan never resisted and knelt down on durian.
Sometimes, a kneeling is a night.
Human body ripening agent, durian ripening enough flavor, this is not a joke, but more like real. Has the final say prompted by a sudden impulse, Luo Ping has been missing the
for a long time. Lin Xuan knelt at the durian, and is going to be in a hurry this evening. He intends to do it again, threatening Lin Xuan to kneel durian, and prove that she is the last woman in the family.
Because of Luo Ping's desire to control, she always felt that she was the master of the family, and she was the one who kept her word.
Although it has been a long time since the change of Lin Xuan, Luo Ping is almost obedient to the waste son-in-law who is obedient and everyone can step on his head to urinate. He is a bit distant and strange.
However, Luo Ping also always believed that as long as she ordered, Lin Xuan was absolutely obedient.
However, Lin Xuan was indifferent and rebellious. Looking at Luo Ping, Lin Xuan was a master of nine five. He looked at the courtiers who were lying in front of the Jinluan palace.
Or to say, in his eyes, looking at Luo Ping is simply unbearable, completely like a mole ant, and doesn't pay any attention to it.
"Trash, what are you looking at? Don't you hear me? Go and kneel for me
Lin Xuan finally said, "Luo Ping, the reason why you can yell at me is that you are the mother of poetry. However, I warn you again and again, it does not mean that you are the mother of poetry, and you can always be so powerful. "
"Kneeling Durian? Ha ha
Under his ferocious smile, Luo Ping's heart felt a burst of hair, or even creepy.
"If you want the human body to ripen durian, you can hold durian to sleep. Unless the poem asks me to kneel down durian, from now on, no one dares to shout at me and ask me to kneel down durian!"
With that, he walked slowly into the corner, bent down, grabbed durian and walked to Luo Ping.
Luo Ping was stunned. Surprised, she showed a frightened look and said, "you What do you want to do? "
Lin Xuan a cold smile, will durian horizontal shelve, tie in Luo Ping's face a few inches in front of the position.
"Bang!"
Lin Xuan gives a powerful blow. His fist penetrates durian forcefully. His fist, big as sandbag, stops at an inch in front of Luo Ping's face.
And that durian was completely smashed by Lin Xuan.
Startled, surprised, numb
Luo Ping is so frightened that she almost doesn't scare Luo Ping out of her wits.
In the past, I always heard that it was so tough to chop durian with bare hands.
Luo Ping has never witnessed it with her own eyes. Tonight, Lin Xuan is in front of her eyes, close at hand, and his fist is intact.
What's going on?
When did this waste become copper and iron? It's so terrible!
If this blow is hit on the head by Lin Xuan, it is not a blow to the head, brain burst.
Lin Xuan throws durian on the ground, and Luo Ping is as stiff as a thunderbolt, standing in the living room without saying a word.
Lin Xuan turned back to the bedroom, completely ignored.
At this moment, Luo Ping seemed to hear her heart beating wildly, and she was about to jump out of her throat.
She couldn't believe it. This is the garbage in everyone's mouth!
When Lin Xuan returns to his bedroom, Qin Shi Shi is already lying on the bed, leaning sideways, apparently not asleep.
Even if Lin Xuan crept back to the room, she also realized, "back?"
"Well, poetry, why haven't you slept yet?"
"I can't sleep without you."
Qin poetry whispered in swallow, "Mom, how did she come again?"
Lin Xuan did not care, shook his head, "nothing, used to."
"Well, don't take it to heart, mom. She's just like that. It's getting late. Take a bath and go to bed."
"Good!"
How could Lin Xuan and Luo Ping have a common understanding? In his mind, if Luo Ping was not the mother of Qin poetry, Luo Ping would never come to a good end if she did not treat him like this.
Of course, Lin Xuan doesn't care, because by contrast, such snobbish and selfish people like Luo Ping are too small to be mentioned at all.
In the bathroom, I take a bath contentedly and enjoy it very much. In my mind, the scene of Tianlai KTV underground boxing ring appears again. Who sent the murderer Fu Ao?
From Fu Ao's skill, we can see that he should be a mercenary.
Thinking of mercenaries, he naturally thought of Malone.
Ma Long said that it was Lin Yupai who sent him to inquire about the operation of renjitang.
In other words, Fu Ao was sent by Lin Yu?
Twenty years later, it seems that the dirty Lin family has never given up on his abandoned baby, and still wants to kill him completely.As for Lin Yu, he was just worried about the succession of the Lin family.
For Lin Xuan, Lin's family has long been a term that no longer exists. Since he was abandoned by this dirty family, he can no longer return to this family, and he does not want to have any connection with this family.
If we say that Fu Ao is sent by Lin Yu, it means that Lin Yu has identified his identity.
At present, Lin Xuan's cultivation and medical skills would like to compete with the top-ranking families in China.
If not forced, it is far from being able to confront the Lin family.
Therefore, for the time being, he still has to keep a low profile and keep his identity secret.
Seeing that the 15th is coming soon, we are also close to participate in the auction of Yunwu Mountain hillside villa of Kyoto real estate.
He was also unexpected, and the final list of participants was he and Guo Kang.
Guo Kang is also a wealthy and powerful family in Shenzhen. He covets the hillside villa of Yunwu Mountain, but values its noble status and future appreciation space.
In this place of Shenzhen, an inch of land is worth an inch of gold. It is a luxury for many people to have such a villa in such a geomantic treasure land like Yunwu Mountain, surrounded by clouds on the mountainside.
Lin Xuan is not the value of luxury villa on the hillside of Yunwu Mountain in the future, but because Qin poetry wants to run in the morning in Yunwu Mountain.
Even if the words of Qin's poems are not ignored, they are still worth his pursuing and his long cherished wish for Qin's poems.
Therefore, for this participation in the Yunwu Mountain hillside villa auction, is determined to win.
After sorting out all this, Lin Xuan has already taken a bath. After scrubbing for a while, he puts on his bath towel, wipes himself, puts on his pajamas, and walks out of the bathroom towards the bed in the bedroom, and quietly lies in the other half of the bed
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