In the morning, a man, saw another man, at his girlfriend's house.Anyone who will be violent, Wang Hui will not give Josson an opportunity to explain.

Angered with the green hat, he would buy it early and smash it to Josson.I also waved my fist in the first place and rushed over.

As for his fight, Wang Hui is not Josson's opponent.Josson, who can be in the recovery period, can't even fight Han Xin.

After barely a dodge, accompanied by the feeble right leg ached, he fell on the floor as a whole.He followed Wang Hui and choked his neck hard.

"Wang Hui, the king will die."

“Josson, are you fucking human?”When you and Suzanne came to see, I didn’t say anything.Now I’m sleeping again, and the old man owes you.”

“Uh . . .

At this time, Josong, the throat is not sound, and the breathing is not smooth.And Wang Hui's side, under the height of anger, his hands were not heavy.

If in the past, Liu Zisu and Qiao Song's own relationship is good, the two have a brother and sister, Wang Hui will open his eyes and close his eyes.

What about Han Xin?Jossun, this bastard, can really do the brute thing.At this moment, Wang Hui really had the impulse to strangle Josson.

Fortunately, Han Xin, who was awakened, rushed to push Wang Hui away in time, did not make him a big mistake.

"Fuck off, watch."When Wang Hui looked at Han Xin, his eyes were also murderous and scolded the most difficult words.

“Fuck you, Lord!”And this will slow down the god's coming to Qiao Song, spell the right leg maimed danger, the first time rushed to Wang Hui.

His legs could not move, but his fists were healthy.Wang Hui's reaction was not timely, and he was punched on the cheek by Qiao Song.

He stumbled and fell, with an uncompromising gas, and he climbed out the fastest and returned a foot to Josson.

Josson, who did not dare to hold on, could only fall out.Behind her, it was Han Xin again.The two of them fell on the floor together.

Just when Wang Hui came back again, he saw Han Xin behind him and guarded Qiao Song with his body.

She had only one thought, and the right leg was seriously injured, and could not be hit.And this, in the eyes of Wang Hui, represents the relationship between these two people...

“Han, do you want a face?”

“Damn your Wang Hui, did you fucking give me a chance to explain?”

“Do you still use an explanation?”

"You see Josson fuck me, your master!"

This will be the same stomach of Han Xin, reminiscent of Wang Hui in the workplace to deceive himself, but also to add fuel to the fire.The two things together represent Wang Hui's distrust of her.

After getting up, he tugged at his collar and said, “I can’t see it!”I tell you, Josson fucked me six times last night, do you have an opinion?"

At this time, the veins on Wang Hui's face had begun to protrude.His anger reached its limit.And Han Xin, who was unsatisfied, continued: “I’m fucking cool, how about you?”“Twice a night, man?”

Tough, tough enough.

Women who are angry are much harder than men.

“You are a bitch...”

“Wang Hui, you fucking shut your mouth.”Josson, who lay on the ground, did not want to hear him insult Han Xin.Then he yelled, "Han Xin, you're fucking shut up."

In such a state of trouble, no one can explain it.Wang Hui was angry, and Josson could understand.And he just returned, just because he insulted Han Xin's "table".

"Josson doesn't believe the old man killed you today."

“Damn you, look at the old man’s legs.”Can I fuck a woman six times a night?”

“...”

“Open your dog’s eyes and go to the two bedrooms to see if we sleep separately.”“Your grandson doesn’t believe me, can’t you even trust your own woman?”

Lying on the floor, Josun continued to scold, and finally let Wang Hui react.He looked at the two bedrooms, and they slept separately.

“Then how do you explain why you sleep in Han Xin’s house?”

“Wang Hui, go to your motherfuck you.The old man's legs are almost mutilated, and your dog's day does not matter.Han Xin is a sister-in-law, is it wrong to take care of me?”

While the two men were talking, Han Xin also turned into the bedroom and used all his strength to close the door.

The two men looked at each other.Finally, he couldn't help but ask, Wang Hui whispered again: "Josun, you are sure not..."

“Your father, help the old man.”

And then look at Josun's right leg and knee, oozing blood... Wang Hui is true, even if Choson is fierce, this state does not say six times a night, once impossible.

In other words, shit!Take a step forward and help Josh.

“I...”

“What are you, get down on your knees.”

“Ah?”

When Wang Hui was embarrassed, Qiao Song had pressed him hard on the floor and said, "Don't get up before Han Xin forgives you."

“Hmm.”

Realize that the scolding was unspeakable, and this will be true to Wang Hui.And Qiao Song was too lazy to take a leg injury, one leg was back to the bedroom, holding a mobile phone to Wang Hui took a photo, and sent it to Han Xin.

And the text is attached: "If you don't forgive, Wang Hui will be on his knees."

Then an hour passed.There was no reaction on Hanna’s side.She was really angry, was her boyfriend scolded "metoo", who can not care?

Wang Hui's legs knelt there, and the legs tingled without feeling the pain.The most unfortunate thing was Josson, who had just beaten him to bleed his wounds.It is not necessary to go to the hospital to sew again, but at least you have to change the gauze.

“Wang Hui, what a good thing you did.”

“...”

He didn’t say anything, and Josson didn’t say anything.Last night he and Han Xin were innocent, although he thought about it.

But...

"Han Xin, Wang Hui knelt for an hour, have you not lost your anger yet?"

Can't help but shout inside, but did not get a response.This makes Qiao Song and Wang Hui suddenly fear that Han Xin should not be...

After a brief daze, the two men directly knocked open the door, and then rolled and climbed to Han Xin's bedroom.

Fortunately, fortunately, Han Xintang sat on the edge of the bed, completely dazed, and did not do stupid things.

"Han Xin, I'm wrong, I'm just concerned about you."This will be Wang Hui, constantly doing an apology.

Josson was lying on the floor again, his right leg twitching.This also caused Han Xin to pay attention to that in any case, Josson was innocent and could not even affect him.

“Hold up your brother.”

“Ah?”

"Josson's feet are going to be ruined."

After Han Xin shouted, Wang Hui finally reacted and pulled Joe up again.It would be hard on him, and his hands would be stupid enough.

No, Han Xin could only come over and help Josong to his bed.In the first place, he pulled down the trousers he was wearing below.

Wang Hui: “...”

Josson: “...”