Chapter 782: Dry Wood and Fire (5 more)
The sun gradually slipped to the west, and the clouds slowly turned orange-red.
The monk's path to death was temporarily suspended after being punched by the ghost disciple and hit with a nosebleed.
Mei Sanbu and Hei Hitomi also ceased fighting, and fell to the ground exhausted one by one, leaving only gasping for air.
Lin Ruoxue was still playing the piano, and Xiao Fan was sitting on the edge of the open-air balcony, his legs hanging outside and dangling, his face full of lovelessness.
I can't remember how long it has been since I've seen the sunset so well, and now I realize that the sunset is so beautiful.
Lowering his head slightly, Xiao Fan saw more than a dozen 'corpses' floating in the pool, and sighed faintly: "If you don't have the ability, don't go on, being thrown again and again, I seriously suspect that these bastards are taking the opportunity to swim, otherwise now Mao is still lying in the pool and pretending to be dead? I have to ask someone to change the water tomorrow......"
After shaking his head, Xiao Fan said to Lin Ruoxue, who stopped playing, "Xiaoxue, do you think these bastards will fight tomorrow?"
Lin Ruoxue pursed her lips and shook her head, and said coquettishly: "I'm going to film on the set tomorrow, whether I fight or not has no effect on me, but can you take care of that cheap monk brother-in-law? β
Xiao Fan nodded thoughtfully, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Monk! Your little ghost doesn't like you!
As soon as this voice fell, the monk's response resounded through the villa: "The poor monk has entered the demon barrier, who will go to hell if I don't go to hell? Let the storm come more violently! My Buddha's spring heart is 'rippling' and I can't extricate myself!"
"Fake monk! It's a gentleman! Lao Tzu supports you!" Mei Sanbu was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and shouted: "If you can't do it, I'll help you strengthen the ghost gangster, at least you have to take off your pants to see if it's a man or a woman!"
"You're looking for death!"
"Ahh
The voice of the ghost disciple like ten thousand years of ice sounded, and then the sound of banging came, and two different screams shook the sky in an instant.
Xiao Fan turned his head and shrugged his shoulders at Lin Ruoxue: "Do you see it?"
"......" Lin Ruohan stroked her forehead, she had already seen it.
Sure enough, things gather like people and divide them into groups, and they are all moving forward happily on the road of incarnation and comics, and they can't pull it back.
As the sun set, Lin Ruohan was stunned when he came back, and he always felt that the villa had been robbed.
Except for Lin Ruoxue, Xiao Fan was the only one who held his head up at this time, and he was glad that he didn't participate in their nonsense.
Looking at a group of people with their heads bowed and bent over, with a cowardly expression, Xiao Fan proudly complained: "Wife, you don't know what these bastards have done...... They are too naΓ―ve, they should be severely criticized and educated, and a letter of guarantee should be written, a handprint should be stamped, and the next time they commit another offense, they should be given a hundred strokes. β
A series of eyes containing anger and pleading fell on Xiao Fan, whether it was a threatening or begging gaze, they were all a little frightened.
This kind of harsh punishment is really unbearable.
"Let you all ignore the master, hum, now you know who is the protagonist, right?" Xiao Fan's heart was dark, and all the depression of the whole day turned into ashes, only to feel like drinking frozen Sprite, his heart was cold, and his heart was flying.
"It's time to eat!"
Lin Ruoxue's voice was like a natural sound to everyone, and they poured into the dining room one after another, sitting in rows like elementary school students, holding bowls and chopsticks and waiting to eat.
Lin Ruoxue wrapped her waist around her waist and served plates of steaming fragrant dishes from the kitchen.
After the dishes were all served and the people were all arriving, the bastards who had been tossing all afternoon rushed to eat.
The Lin sisters couldn't grab it, and they could only watch from the sidelines with the thorn rose, quite helpless.
Xiao Fan had a good conscience and snatched a chicken leg for each of the Lin sisters, and then ate Haisai by himself.
Lin Ruohan rolled his eyes and looked at this group of people, all of them were like children, and he always felt that this villa was beginning to change in the direction of kindergarten.
And Lin Ruoxue, the head chef, supported her cheek with one hand, smiling and watching everyone scramble, her eyes flashing with the brilliance of a little fox.
"Xiaoxue, you have worked so hard for so long, you can't eat yourself, why are you so happy?" Xiao Fan asked Lin Ruoxue in a low voice.
Lin Ruoxue's mouth curled, and she replied in a low voice next to Xiao Fan's ear: "It's okay, let them eat, when they are addicted to eating, they will no longer be able to escape from the palm of my hand." β
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Xiao Fan was so shocked that he almost didn't throw away the chopsticks.
This chick's habit of collecting masters not only does not subside, but there are signs of getting worse.
After dinner, night falls, and the stars twinkle in the sky, blinking and blinking, very beautiful.
The only fly in the ointment is that there is a crescent moon in the sky, and it is not round.
The ghost disciple said that he would fight a duel with the monk, and if he lost, the monk would be allowed to follow, and if he won, the monk must keep a distance of more than five meters from the ghost disciple at all times.
Mei Sanbu, who didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, immediately agreed for the monk, and informed everyone to move small benches and sit in a row, waiting for the show to begin.
"Amitabha, the thief benefactor Malegobi!" The monk gritted his teeth with a dark face: "The poor monk will fight with you if he loses." β
"Fake monk, if you can't win, you can commit suicide, and there is no point in living. Mei slammed the monk to death in three steps, anyway, the monk was unlucky, and he was very happy.
"The poor monk wants to tell Su ...... about you stealing the little girl's pants," the only monk who can take three steps is Su Pujia.
The Tiandou Club didn't see Su Pujia's figure, and Mei Sanbu specially asked Su Cangmang to know that Su Pujia participated in the Tiandou Club in other areas.
Later, from the list that Mu Xiaoxuan brought from, he also saw that Su Pujia was successfully promoted and was eligible to participate in the general meeting of the Huaxia Tiandou Association in half a year.
So far, Mei Sanbu doesn't know that Su Pujia is a lily like Mu Yuanxin, although Xiao Fan knows, he has no obligation to tell Mei Sanbu, it is cruel to expose other people's dreams, Xiao Fan feels that it is better to wait for Mei Sanbu to fall deeper and deeper, and then find out by himself, so that he can get into the bone marrow.
Before the ghost disciple fought with the monk, Mei Sanbu was desperate with the monk.
The people who moved the small bench to watch the play were still not disappointed, although the protagonist was changed, but it did not prevent them from watching the play.
Some people support Mei Sanbu, some people support the monk, the cheerleaders of the two sides cheered for themselves, and the laughter slowly rose into the night sky, so startled that the crescent moon shyly sank into the clouds......
When Mei Sanbu fought the monk to death, Xiao Fan had already cheekily entered Lin Ruoxue's room.
The two of them had dry wood and a blazing fire, and when they touched it, they quickly burst into flames, burning their faces red.
Black hair scattered, gritted teeth stubbornly, sweaty, suppressed low panting......
"Ahh
When the integration of body and soul reaches the top, a touching coquettish voice is really irrepressible.
Tuk tuk!
There was a sudden knock on the door, and the two people who were fighting close to each other subconsciously trembled.
Lin Ruohan's voice sounded outside the door: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"
(End of chapter)