"You guys chat, I'll wash the fruits." Zhang Shuyan stood up and opened the fruit basket sent by Mao Sandao and took out a few apples.
Mao Sandao said seriously: "It is also a sign of respect for others to avoid taboos when we are intimate. As a human being, don't be impatient."
Jiao Qiu'er raised his head and said with a serious look on his face: "You are a bachelor. You don't have a girlfriend. You don't know how good your girlfriend is."
"Brother, I have to remind you not to overdraft your kidneys." Mao Sandao knocked on the bedside table with two fingers, making a "clang clang!" sound, "At your age, even a wooden board can't withstand it."
"..." Jiao Qiu'er.
"You must learn to cherish your body. Bullets will also be used up when they are used up." Mao Sandao added.
"Oh, how do you know?" Jiao Qiu'er asked.
"Hmm..." Mao Sandao thought for a moment, "That's what it says in the book."
"I believe you are a ghost!" Jiao Qiu'er rolled his eyes at him, then moved his face closer and asked nervously in a low voice, "By the way, nothing weird like your grandpa happened to Grandpa Liu before he was buried, right?"
Jiao Qiu'er has always been worried about Mao Daguo's "corpse fraud".
He was worried that Grandpa Liu would encounter a similar situation.
Mao Sandao shook his head: "No."
"That's good, that's good." Jiao Qiu'er breathed a sigh of relief.
At Jiao Qiu'er's reminder, Mao Sandao suddenly fell into deep thought. He suddenly realized that his grandfather's "fraudulent corpse" did not seem to be accidental.
It's as if someone is deliberately manipulating it.
If that were the case, who would be so wicked as to attack a dead old man?
Who has such great ability to control a dead person?
Could it be the person who stole the body?
Or should I say, Doukui?
Thinking of Doukui, Mao Sandao denied this conjecture.
Doukui shouldn't be so bored that after controlling his grandfather's corpse to "pretend to be a corpse", he then used the demon wind to quell his rebellion.
This makes no sense!
The purpose is not clear either!
After thinking about it, Mao Sandao could only guess that it was the person who stole the body!
Damn immoral thing!
If I find you, I will beat you to pieces.
Bang!
Mao San's fists were clenched in anger, and he couldn't help but beat him hard.
"Oh!!! Hiss...!" Jiao Qiu'er suddenly covered his legs, his face turned purple and his forehead was sweating profusely, "Mao Sandao, I'll fuck you!"
Mao Sandao was so frightened that he finally realized what he was doing.
Because he was angry just now, he didn't grasp the position of the punch well and accidentally hit Jiao Qiu'er's thigh, causing his painful nerves to be irritated to the injured area.
"I'm sorry, sorry! I didn't mean it! I'm sorry, sorry!" Mao Sandao's face suddenly turned red, with a smile on his face and he quickly rubbed Jiao Qiu'er's legs.
"Fuck!!!" The bruise on Jiao Qiu'er's face suddenly worsened, "I'll kill you bitch!"
Mao Sandao took a closer look and found that his hand was pressing on Jiao Qiuer's wound.
In a moment of impatience, I rubbed the wrong place.
Mao Sandao quickly retracted his hand and apologized quickly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Qiu'er, I really didn't mean it!"
Jiao Qiu'er gasped in pain, and his whole body spasmed for a while before it gradually subsided.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and cursed: "Are you a fool? I know you, you are like black smoke coming from the graves of your ancestors!"
Mao Sandao was not angry even when he was scolded.
He thought that he had done something wrong after all. Since he had done something wrong, he had to admit it boldly and nodded quickly:
"I'm a fool. You know me because your ancestral tomb exploded. Don't be angry. Laughter is good medicine. Being angry is the devil. Being angry is not conducive to the recovery of the body."
Jiao Qiu'er shook his head helplessly and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand: "What happened to you just now? Why did you suddenly become so stunned?"
"Oh, it's okay, it's just... I just suddenly remembered something unsatisfactory at work."
Mao Sandao still felt that he should not tell Jiao Qiuer about his grandfather.
It is better to worry alone than to worry together.
"Let me tell you, you really might as well go to my company." Jiao Qiu'er slowly leaned back on the pillow, "There's no need to stay in your crappy bank."
"talk later."
Mao Sandao shook his head. In fact, Mao Sandao seemed to be "used" to the job in the bookstore.
In addition to working endlessly, at least I have achieved financial freedom.
Let me ask, how many people can achieve financial freedom?
Even if Jiao Qiuer opened the company on such a large scale, wouldn't he still work overtime and work hard?
As for myself, how much money I want is just a matter of talking.
It’s just that the work is a bit frustrating, and I am a night worker...
"What are you talking about?" Zhang Shuyan walked in with some fruits.
"I'm persuading the third handsome man to work in my company." Seeing Zhang Shuyan, Jiao Qiu'er changed his seriousness and his tone became gentle.
well……!
This is the difference between friends and girlfriends!
Mao Sandao curled his lips, feeling a little depressed.
"That's right." Zhang Shuyan handed Jiao Qiu'er an apple and said, "You two work together, and you can still have someone to take care of you."
"He is just stubborn. I don't know how many times I have said this!" Jiao Qiu'er said.
Mao Sandao smiled helplessly: "Let's talk about it, let's talk about it."
Jiao Qiu'er took a bite of the apple and asked, "Third Commander, do you know what your greatest advantage is?"
"Huh? What?" Mao Sandao asked.
"Your greatest advantage is that you have no merits." Jiao Qiu'er rolled his eyes at him and continued, "Cheating your friends, not listening to advice, in one word, cheap!"
"Giggle..." Upon hearing this, Zhang Shuyan covered her mouth and laughed.
Mao Sandao's face was covered with black lines.
Jiao Qiu'er, do you think it's appropriate to hurt me in front of outsiders?
Jiao Qiu'er realized that what he said was a bit serious, and added: "Forgot, you actually have another advantage, at least you are handsome, like Kimura Takuya."
"Finally, I can still talk to someone." Mao Sandao smiled and stood up, "Seeing that your health is recovering well, I will come to see you another day and I won't disturb the two of you, haha."
Hearing this, Zhang Shuyan's fat face instantly turned red. She quickly lowered her head in embarrassment and cursed in her heart:
Hate!
Damn Mao Sandao!
It’s really hard to pick up any pot!
Jiao Qiu'er lifted up the quilt, took out his good leg, and kicked Mao Sandao on the butt:
"Gungun, don't leave it here to distract me!"
Mao Sandao rubbed his buttocks, looked at Zhang Shuyan and then at Jiao Qiu'er, and said humbly: "I wish you two a happy marriage and many children. By the way, don't forget to recognize me as your wife after the child is born. father."
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Shuyan blushed even more and quickly covered her head with the quilt.
Mao Sandao, are you finished yet?
Why are you here again!
Jiao Qiu'er was eager to protect his girlfriend and threw the half-eaten apple in his hand towards Mao Sandao.
Before Mao Sandao had time to react, he saw a red shadow heading straight for his face, and his body subconsciously flashed to the side.
Snapped!
Looking back, I saw an apple hit the wall and it was broken into pieces and scattered on the ground.
There was a wet patch on the wall, with apple residue still stuck to it.
"Jiao Qiu'er, you're going to kill me!" Mao Sandao shouted and ran out of the ward.
There was no movement from Mao Sandao in the ward, so Zhang Shuyan breathed a sigh of relief and pulled off the quilt: "Brother Sandao, a man as big as Brother Sandao, still has no formal appearance."
"He is such a virtuous person. Fortunately, you are not with him." Jiao Qiu'er held Zhang Shuyan in his arms again, "Falling in love with me is the most correct choice for you."
In a daze, Zhang Shuyan felt her appetite turn over, and she felt like vomiting for no reason...
