The windshield of the Bentley suddenly flashed.

q:?

Hold!

The car window was slightly opened, and Feng Che rested one hand on the steering wheel and lit a cigarette with his other hand and held it between his fingers.

This idiot always has the ability to drive people crazy.

q:?

"Are you fucking sick? You contacted me and sent me a question mark? Are your whole family okay?"

q: Full of anger, it seems that the sinister purpose has not been achieved?

"That's because I don't want to. If she still likes me after the things I did, it will only prove that she is a nymphomaniac and idiot, and she will die if she comes back."

q:Did you let her beat you?

"As for her three-legged cat skills? Master Che just tested her without revealing his identity. Besides, she is in a weak state after losing too much blood and has yet to make up for it. I will seriously send her to reincarnation in one second.

"

q:Why did I lose too much blood?

Feng Che: "Fortunately, it was me who came this time. Her mother had the treasure-suppressor tied up and forced her to bleed..."

Feng Che suddenly felt the chilling coldness that could be transmitted across time and space. The windshield still had a layer of fluorescence, but there was not a single word on it.

"It's okay. She's fine now. I've tested the blood and there's almost no trace of her blood in it. I guess some trick was used... Damn it, you didn't want to come here, did you? I've already disposed of the blood, damn,

Brother, ancestor, don’t fucking come over here!”

Feng Che raised his hand and slapped himself, but he forgot that he had a cigarette in his hand, and the ash fell on his face, which made him confused for a while.

q: Those with the surname Sheep, get rid of them.

Feng Che: "It's not easy for S.D to get this person.

q: Anyone who has touched her blood must be disposed of!

q: Deal with them all, and I will exchange them with you for the teleportation point of the Thirteen-Three-Star Fire Festival!

Feng Che's eyes lit up, and a devilish smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but his tone was reluctant: "Every one of you can command me fluently. You are all uncles. Come on, Master Che will do a good deed during the festival..."

q: You are just a cowherd who failed in the hookup mission.

Feng Che felt like he was hit by an arrow in the heart and continued to lose blood.

The Bentley suddenly stopped with a sharp brake sound, and then turned around sharply.

"Damn it, I'm going to rape her now, you're still beeping."

Q: Don’t you want the dog’s life anymore?

A flash of sarcasm suddenly flashed across Feng Che's face: "Yes, why bother to be a cowherd if you don't want to lose your life? I am the most miserable person in the world, and you are all the masters!"

He put the cigarette close to his mouth and took a deep breath, sighing and exhaling a cloud of smoke: "Don't worry, I really don't sincerely hook up with your child. You don't have to be so nervous. I'm not interested in little girls. The most important thing is that I don't want to be like you."

Brainless elders."

q: Haha, I don’t want a naughty junior like you either.

Feng Che: "Don't fucking provoke me. You know I can never avoid provocation. When your child falls in love with me and seeks death every day, don't blame me."

q: Then I will break your legs, put you in a dog cage and give it to her.

Damn it! Do you believe me or not...

The windshield instantly returned to its original appearance. It was obvious that the other party had ended the conversation. Feng Che held a cigarette in his mouth and rolled his eyes at the glass in front of him. Damn it, could it be that the lowering of the realm also has the function of reducing intelligence?

Forget it, he is everyone's favorite Mr. Che. He won't argue with an idiot who vomits blood and spits out his brain. He is so tired after a day of acting that he goes back to sleep.

The sun was shining brightly the next day. He Xiaoman ran to the vegetable market early and bought some fat but thin pork belly. He also went to the aquatic products stall and weighed two pounds of cat's eye snails, preparing to eat two of them.

Cat's eye snail stewed with braised pork is also He Xiaoman's favorite!

Seeing that the clams on the stall next to him were quite fresh, He Xiaoman also weighed in a pound. The clams were stewed with tofu. It was light and light, just right for grandma and mother to eat.

Next to me, a woman wearing a big fur-collared down jacket, covering her eyes so much that her eyes were almost exposed, pointed at the clam and said, "Boss, weigh me two pounds."

When the woman was speaking, she accidentally glanced at He Xiaoman and shouted in surprise: "Xiaoman?"

He Xiaoman also felt that this person's words were a bit familiar. When he saw the woman taking off the big scarf covering her face, it turned out to be Jiang Li, whom he had met at the class reunion yesterday.

Unexpectedly, they met again today after the class reunion yesterday. The two of them greeted each other and each carried their favorite clams. He Xiaoman thought about it and said to Jiang Li: "You have nothing to do recently. It's best not to go out at night. If there are people around you,

You can also look for those who can see things."

In fact, He Xiaoman wanted to find an opportunity to talk to Jiang Li yesterday. After all, they were classmates, but he got tired of Feng Che's inexplicable courtship behavior and forgot about it. Since they were destined to meet today, He Xiaoman mentioned it casually.

.

He Xiaoman said at the last class reunion that he could dance. At that time, Jiang Li thought she was just joking. This time, she saw with her own eyes that even Dong Tang’s face, He Xiaoman, was unambiguous. It was clear that her old classmate

There should be some means.

So when He Xiaoman suddenly said this seriously, Jiang Li felt bad.

"Xiaoman, you mean that I..."

"You two, if you have anything to say, can you go and talk? Don't delay my business!" The two of them bought three kilograms of clams together, and the little vendor was a little unhappy that they were blocking in front of his stall.

The street vendor curled his lips, hey, what a world, these days you can meet a great fairy just by buying vegetables.

Turning back and giving the vendor an apologetic smile, He Xiaoman simply left his phone number with Jiang Li: "I just see that your eyebrows are a little dark. If you need something, just call me, or come to Sophora Tree Fort to find me."

After buying some fresh and dried fruits, He Xiaoman went to the kindergarten to pick up Dudu and went home directly.

At noon, Feng Che reported on time as expected, and this time he asked Liu Xiaoman and Dudu to come down and eat together. He Xiaoman kept an eye on it, and Yu Min, Yu Shenghuan and Xiao Hei stayed in their rooms and did not come out.

Several people were chatting while eating.

"Do you remember the teacher Cao who taught us physical education? It's the one whose wife ran away with someone else. I met him a few days ago." He Xiaoman said while feeding Dudu a piece of braised pork with a bright red sauce.

Liu Xiaoman frowned and said slowly: "How is he now? Is he married again?"

"No, he's still alone. He looks even worse in health." He Xiaoman raised his head and looked at Feng Che: "Do you remember? He was the teacher Cao who always had a big beard and taught physical education in elementary school."

Feng Che seemed to be recalling: "I have an impression. It seems that I am not in good health. It has been so long that I have forgotten what I look like."

"Yes, yes, that's him." He Xiaoman sighed: "In the blink of an eye, we are all gone, and Lao Cao has completely turned into Lao Cao."
Chapter completed!