C1845

"This is my wife. Please leave, or I will be rude to you." Wooden face is like a cockfight for a moment, throwing the blanket on Lu nianyi's body, completely isolating the sight of foreigners.

"Come on, big brother, I just appreciate it. As a man, you should have a gentleman's demeanor. You must not, must not, must not." The foreigner said three things on one face.

Lu Niang is about to laugh and lie down. This man's possessive desire is really too strong, so he gets angry.

"Don't speak Chinese to me. It's terrible." The wooden face is harsh and disgusting.

"Please, I'm a foreigner."

"I speak English very well. I straighten my tongue first and then I can pick up girls."

"Are you scolding me? I've said it. I'm appreciating it. "

Instead of talking nonsense, Murong grabbed a handful of sand and threw it at the foreigner.

The foreigner jumped up in fright. "You are so rude, so rude. How could you be such a man? You don't deserve such a beautiful, kind and lovely oriental lady."

What else does the foreigner want to say? Mulang grabs it again. This time, he throws it at the head of a man. The foreigner runs away like he's burned his ass.

Lu Niang's feet were raised and raised with a smile, and Murong looked around for protection. She pulled the blanket on her body and tried to cover her feet, but Lu Niang's round and white shoulders showed up again.

He grinds his teeth in anger.

Lu Nian grabs his finger, shakes and blinks innocently. "Wood, I still believe you. You don't need to do that."

"Lu nianyi, you grindstone."

"Hahahaha." Lu Nian laughed.

"Well, well, come out and relax. Come and lie down."

"Don't want to lie down."

"Come on, how about hand in hand."

Hand in hand, the face of wood picks eyebrows, which sounds very good.

He casually put some sunscreen on his body, and then lay beside Lu nianyi, hands in hand, shaking and shaking.

Looking up at the sky, fighting a small mouth, don't mention how beautiful the day.

What do you know? After half an hour, the man who was just sanded by Murong came with two brothers who are as tall as him. The three men didn't make a sound and directly grabbed the sand and threw it on Murong.

"What do you do?"

"In your old saying, treat a person in his own way and enjoy it."

"In such weather, it's good to be buried in sand."

Murong didn't react at first. He jumped up from the reclining chair and started to fight back.

Lu nianyi is still lying on one side, clapping and shouting: "wood, come on, come on."

He saw that the men didn't mean much, just wanted to play.

"I look after you."

"Wood is the best."

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone to video the wooden face.

When she shouted, those foreigners worked harder. Murong really wanted to die. There were three people in the family. He was the one who lost his face.

In the end, the whole person is covered with dirt.

Lu Nian didn't want to laugh, but he couldn't help it. The look in Murong's eyes was very sad.

Lu nianyi always has a good way to deal with him. He jumps right behind him and covers himself with a blanket.

Prove with action, "wood, I really don't dislike you, we have difficulties."

"You have a conscience."

"Wood, carry me to swim."

"Well, together."

The little couple just finished swimming. Just now, the foreigner came back. He didn't even think about the wooden face. He threw a handful of sand on his head.

"You are a real eye watcher."

"I know you're coming to me."

"I'm not here to see you. I'm here to invite this beautiful lady to our bonfire party."

"My wife won't go."

"I asked the lady."

"Maybe you should call me Mrs. mu." Lu nianyi knows well what is "enough is enough".

"That's a pity, Mrs. Wood. May I invite you to the party?"

"Of course, my husband and I will go."

Foreigner a face regret, but still said a lot of praise, this is reluctant to leave first.

Lu nianyi jumps to the back of the wooden face and hooks his neck, "wood, let's go back to change clothes."

"May I not go?"

"Please, wood, are you from primitive society? People don't really care about me that much. Aren't you there? "

"Do you want to wear jeans?"

Jeans, Lu nianyi is really about to laugh, which is absolutely a requirement.

"What's the problem? Listen to my wood."

When Lu Nian changed into jeans in the evening, his gut was blue, which was a wrong decision.

Lu nianyi, who is born with a clothes shelf, is as tall as a model. Wearing jeans makes her legs more straight. In addition, she ties the white shirt on her small waist, and the small waist is looming, which is really more shocking than wearing any clothes.

It's a mistake to ask her to wear a wooden face with a long ground skirt and never let Lu Niang go to find someone to dance, so that he and Lu Niang danced all night long. Lu Niang was versatile, and all kinds of dances were easy to come by. What the wooden face could do was dance in some formal social occasions, which was not as authentic as Lu Niang, and there was some discord in the back limbs. It made a group of people laugh.

So that everyone knows that wooden face is a stingy man.

But he didn't mind at all. Instead, he was very proud.

Because of this, everyone also likes to "provoke" Lu nianyi and watch someone's performance.

It's just that someone knows it, but he still gets angry involuntarily.

Lu nianyi thought that he was very happy tonight. He said to Mu Rong, "wood, you have refreshed my three views again."

"Lu nianyi, the first thing I do when I go home is to throw away all your jeans at home. They are really not suitable for you."

Lu Niang rolled his eyes. "Do you want to throw away all the short skirts and shorts?"

"It's a good idea. Since you are going, do so. In the future, the standard match of our family is to drag the floor long skirt."

"Wood, even if I wear a rag on me, I can still wear a model, believe it or not." Lu nianyi is very confident.

Wood:

The wood looks from top to bottom. It's really complicated. His wife is so charming. As a husband, he's really embarrassed. "Let's have a discussion about how to be ugly when you go out, and then take charge of the beauty at home."