Chapter 1257: 17X19=？

Thick curtains obscured the luxurious private room.

He Chen's morning light could not penetrate through, and the entire room was infected by the dim gloom.

The smell mixed in the space is very bad: the taste of food, mixed with a strong alcoholic taste, makes it difficult to breathe.

When Feng Xinglang walked in, he almost thought he had entered a garbage room!

Residues of food and empty wine bottles are mixed together, covering the entire quartz stone countertop; there is also the soup and liquor spilled on the carpet ...

The biggest rubbish, if lying on the sofa bed, is like Yanbang who has drunk to death!

Feng Xinglang's fury rose. At this moment, he could not wait to throw the garbage of Yan Bang directly into the trash can!

Only the trash can is the best place to stay!

Suppressing the anger in her heart, Feng Xinglang took a glass of water from the bathroom and poured over the scar face of Yan Bang with certainty.

Yan Bang struck a spirit and woke up from a drunk dream.

Then they saw Feng Xinglang looking down on himself.

"Lang ... is you? Am I dreaming?"

Yan Bang felt that he must still be dreaming. Because he felt that only in the dream mirror, Feng Xinglang would appear in front of him.

"Dream? Um? Dream! I made you dream!"

Anxious Feng Xinglang rushed forward and slammed two punches against Yan Bang's chin. "Did you feel any pain? I can take two more shots if it doesn't hurt!"

"It hurts a bit ... Lang, is it really you?"

Yan Bang looked at Feng Xinglang, who was burning in anger, and slowly awoke from the drunk dream.

"Tell me: What is 17 times 19?"

Looking at Yan Bang's drunken and silly look, Feng Xinglang rolled up his sleeves, picked up a wine bottle from the countertop, and raised it in the air.

I just found an arithmetic problem casually in order to verify whether Yan Bang had sobered up.

But I really asked Yan Bang!

"17 by 19?"

Yan Bang was aggressive at the time. To be honest, he really doesn't know how much 17 by 19 is equal to.

"Seven nine ... fifty four? Sixty three?"

"Fifty-four? Sixty-three? Is your mother inferior to elementary school students ?! Huh?"

"I ... can I use a calculator?"

"Calculator? Multiplication within 20, you **** even need a calculator?"

In fact, Feng Xinglang just wanted to beat Yan Bang well, and there was no legitimate reason. In short, it is unhappy to see Yan Bang's decadent wolf!

At that time, Yan Bang, even if he was not beaten, he couldn't figure out how much 17 times 19 was equal to it; after being beaten, it was even harder to count!

The leopard head that Wensheng wanted to enter was also frightened.

He murmured, "17 by 19 ... 17 by 19? Equal to ... Equal to ..."

Leopard's head scratched his head for a while, but eventually he didn't dare to take a half-step; because he didn't know how much 17 by 19 was equal.

"Leopard head ... dead in here!"

There was a roar of Feng Xinglang's fury in the room.

The leopard head came in bitingly.

"Are you **** dead or alive? Is that how you take care of your brother?"

"..." It was okay, not to ask him about 17 by 19.

"Second elder, it is Bangge himself who wants to drink."

"He's going to die, and you let him go too?"

"..." Leopard's head shut up.

Yan Bang looked at Feng Xinglang in the fury so quietly, but his lips could raise a gentle smile.

With a bang, a wine glass hit the head of the leopard's head; the glass broke, but the head of the leopard's head was intact.

"Don't rush out and call someone to clean it? It's so dirty than a pig's nest!"

"Second Lord, you calm down, I'll call someone to clean up!"

...

Grandpa Bai no longer interferes with grandson Bai Mo and granddaughter Yuan Duoduo.

It seems that the old man suddenly wanted to open!

He let his wife Sun Duodu run away from the Bai Gongguan; When he learned that Duodu was falling with the snow, he relaxed his heart.

What made Baidi the most uncomfortable was the wailing of the two great-granddaughters.

Doudou can coax it, but Buya can't coax it; Bai Mo sent crying with her two daughters!

But even then, Mr. Bai did not go to ask questions; instead, he practiced his ink landscape painting in the study in a leisurely manner.

Doudou is easy to feed and coax; on a weekdays, my dad serves a lot more than Bai Mo.

Ke Buya is particularly sticky to Mummy Yuan Duoduo. Because Bud was fed by pure mother Ru, during the period of milk separation, Bai Mo and the babysitter were tormenting enough.

Doudou, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up again by Buddhism; then the sisters cried in turns.

That night, Bai Mo had a heart-piercing heart.

The cry of the two daughters almost tangled his heart!

But Bai Mo not only did not wake up, but also complained more deeply about his wife Yuan Duoduo: That woman, who left her injured daughter and ran away like this? She's still not a mother? Sure enough, it is cruel and vicious!

Grandpa Bai not only asked his grandson Bai Mo and his great-granddaughter Doudou and Sprouts, but also asked the nanny to go on vacation.

Obviously, Father Bai is intentional.

He's going to see when this gimmick can get rid of.

"Father, what about Aunt Hong?"

"They went back on vacation. They said they wouldn't come back until your little couple had quarreled."

Grandpa Bai is very 'leisure' painting, without even looking up to see Bai Mo. Regardless of the great-granddaughter humming in the stroller.

"What about beans and sprouts?"

"Isn't there your dear father? They are your dear daughter, it's time for you to show your father's love!"

The gentleman's tepidness and irritation made Baimo hear his lips bite.

"I'm looking for her."

With anger, Bai Mo pushed the stroller out of the study.

"Master, is it so hard to force Master ... wouldn't it be great?" The butler was worried.

"It's not good! But I was forced to helplessly! This kid is already a father, but still wayward like a child! When can he learn to think in a blossoming position!"

"But you can't hurry! In case there is something wrong with Doudou and Sprout, I'm afraid you're too late to regret it!"

The white butler sighed.

"Who said no! My old heart, it hurts! But no matter how I can't bear it, I have to slay this heart hard! I am a person who is about to enter the loess. It's been a few days! "

"Father, don't say that! You will live a hundred years."

Butler's old eyes were cloudy for a while.

"I'm a hundred years old and it's not a few years!"

"... I owe it! I wish you a long life Chitose!"

...

When Bai Mo brought her two daughters to the small apartment, Yuan Duoduo and Xue Luo were already empty.

The neighbor's old aunt told Bai Mo: Last night Lin Xue, a blossoming friend, had come, and then they left together.

Shut down again!

Without being able to reach Yuan Duoduo's phone call, Bai Mo was almost becoming a hairy beast.

Called Xue Luo, Xue Luo didn't answer; when he called again, he shut down directly.