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"Auntie, are you okay, wouldn't it be a fever in your brain? Come, let me show you." Wang Fan was startled, muttering, and generally reached out his hand to Zhong Lan's forehead.

"It was okay just now, how is it now that you have changed yourself? You must be ill. But you don't have to worry. I am a small doctor in Jinzhou specializing in incurable diseases."

Wang Fan's expression was serious, and he had something to do with it.

Zhong Lan's face was black, and he was irritated.

Snapped.

She slapped Wang Fan's hand with a slap. "You're sick, and you're sick. Don't touch me with your dirty hands."

She repressed her voice, and her tone was very angry. "One million, you can't roll, you don't have to roll now, just get out in three days."

"I tell you, don't think you can do whatever you want with just a few clicks, this world is very dangerous, and most people can kill you in minutes."

"If you do n’t see you protecting Meimei many times, let alone one million, or a dollar, I wo n’t give it to you!"

Zhong Lan glared at Wang Fan, his nostrils facing up, his eyes full of contempt.

"You." Wang Fan's mouth widened, and his face suddenly became difficult to look at, "You are threatening me, are you not afraid of me telling Meimei?"

"Tell Meimei? You sue! I said you took the opportunity to blackmail me. I think who Meimei believes in."

Zhong Lan had no fear, "What's more, Meimei now cares about me very much. You are in conflict with me and you pull her out. Are you afraid that she will be uncomfortable? Are you willing?"

Shameless!

It is shameless!

Wang Fan really wanted to give a slap on Zhong Lan's domineering tender face, but he finally refrained.

He gritted his teeth indignantly, grabbed the check and glanced, and then rushed into his pocket.

Zhong Lan looked at this scene, his eyes lit up, took a drink and took a sip, "Why, agree? I said, the person who knows the current affairs is Junjie, it seems that you are not so mentally disabled."

"You're wrong." Wang Fan interrupted Zhong Lan's words, "I accepted one million, but I won't leave. You can find me to kill me in minutes."

After all, Wang Fan was sitting on the sofa, and Niucha twitched Erlang's legs.

laugh.

Zhong Lan took a sip of his drink and his face was red, "You, are you kidding me?"

Open teeth dance claws.

"Meimei, Meimei, your mother is going to hit me." Wang Fan jumped up in shock, but did not look at Zhong Lan at all, but shouted at Song Rumei in the kitchen.

"You." Zhong Lan choked with anger, quickly sorted out his clothes and sat down.

As soon as she sat down, Song Rumei ran out of the kitchen, "Wang Fan, Wang Fan, what's wrong with you, what did you say, I didn't hear it."

"It's nothing. Xiao Wang is joking with you." Wang Fan didn't speak yet, and Zhong Lan took it and said.

She had regained her previous tenderness, and even her face was back to normal, and she was no longer domineering.

Lying down!

Lying down!

Relief!

Wang Fan stared at Zhong Lan, feeling like he was dreaming.

This acting is really nothing.

Upon hearing Zhong Lan ’s words, Song Rumei gave Wang Fan a white glance, “Are you hungry, wait for a while and be ready immediately.”

With that, she turned to the kitchen.

Wang Fan jumped up, "Meimei, let's do it together, but I am a little Asian chef, and the craft is very good."

He said, and also grabbed the million cheque, "The aunt just gave me a million to meet, and asked me to be kind to you and not let you be wronged."

"I suddenly felt ashamed. How can cooking allow you to do things yourself? What if you do everything with your fingers?"

"Let me come, you just give me a hand. Just, we can also show our young couple the cooking skills like our aunt."

Wang Fan said this, and Song Rumei suddenly blushed.

The mother's million meeting and the young couple in Wang Fan's mouth made her feel very sweet.

Zhong Lan was disgusted, and almost did not spit out old blood.

This bastard, it's so **** shameless.

"Let's go, let's do it together and let the auntie taste our cooking skills."

Wang Fan didn't even care about Zhong Lan's cheeky face, jumped up and ran to Song Rumei's side, and embraced her waist tightly into the kitchen.

This old lady is really annoying. Wang Fan didn't want to be with her for a moment.

Although Wang Fan didn't want to tell things out, it made Song Rumei uncomfortable, but he was quite happy to disgust the old lady.

The two entered the kitchen and slammed the door shut.

Zhong Lan was choking and her face was white. She did not expect Wang Fan to be so ignorant.

She wanted to call to withdraw the cheque, but thought that the cheque had already been placed on the counter, and Song Rumei was treated as a meeting ceremony, she dismissed the idea.

Wang Baeg, even if she disgusted, and swallowed her a million, it is simply unreasonable.

kitchen.

Song Rumei Dingding Dangdang started to be busy.

Perhaps it was due to the sultry heat, the fragrant sweat appeared on the forehead, and the charming and pretty face also appeared slightly reddish.

She wore a short skirt at home and an apron on the outside, which was a bit of a housewife's little girl.

That expression, that movement, that figure, don't have a flavor.

Wang Fan was accustomed to Song Rumei in uniform, and also to Song Rumei who was above him.

Suddenly seeing Song Rumei as a little woman at home, this strong visual impact is simply unimaginable to others.

He couldn't help being obsessed.

Song Rumei seemed to be aware of Wang Fan's abnormality. She turned around and looked at Wang Fan. Her face turned red when she was pretty.

"Aren't you going to do it with me? What are you still doing? Hurry up!" She rolled her eyes and said angrily.

It's just sweet in my heart. Wang Fan's expression shows that she is still charming.

"Do it together?" Wang Fan burst into blood, "I'm here."

With that said, he ran to hug Song Rumei, and then he pressed it against the kitchen counter.

"Oh, what are you doing? My mother is still out, let go quickly."

Song Rumei was shocked. She held her hands on the kitchen counter and lifted her hips to start struggling. However, she was afraid that the movement would attract the attention of the mother outside.

This expression, this action, people must see misunderstanding.

"Of course I'm going to do it." Wang Fan was serious and embarrassed. "Song Song, you asked me to do it together, and told me to do it, and told me to let you go. This pose is a bit difficult."

"Yeah, the dog's mouth can't spit out ivory, you quickly release me." Song Rumei gave Wang Fan a sip and began to wriggle again.

Wang Fan couldn't stand this twist.

He was just a look, scared Song Rumei, but now, suddenly feel.

"You rogue." Song Rumei also felt something was wrong, her face flushed red, and she dared not move anymore.

She felt the strangeness of Wang Fan, her heart and body were stirred up, shy and irritated.

"How can I be a rogue, obviously you are seduce me." Wang Fan said depressingly, releasing Song Rumei.

He felt he couldn't play anymore, otherwise he would shoot the gun and go off fire.

However, Wang Fan just loosened Song Rumei, and Song Rumei suddenly wrapped her arms around Wang Fan's neck and octopus.

"Wang Fan, I like you."

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