MTL - I’m Chasing Rough Guys at 80s-Chapter 990 never be the same as you think

  Chapter 990 can never be what you think

   The couple had a tacit understanding without mentioning Fan Huang's name.

   This is a battlefield for the couple, there is no need to involve the previous generation.

  The couple talked about business matters for a while, and Yu Jingting listened to Suizi when he was talking, and handed him a cup of tea at the right time when he was tired of talking.

  The fragrance of tea is curling up and lingering.

   All the big worries disappeared, Yu Jingting hugged his daughter-in-law contentedly, closed his eyes and was gloomy, and was about to fall asleep, when she heard her questioning:

   "Don't you feel sorry?"

   "What?" He opened one eye.

  She lay on his arm like a kitten.

   "You have such conditions, only a woman like me, will you regret it?"

  It’s fine if others don’t have a choice, but with Yu Jingting’s conditions, it’s not too much to want to open a harem.

   "... Digging a hole again." Yu Jingting closed his eyes, and with a little force on his arm around her, her head was pressed against his smooth chest.

   "Not all men learn to be bad when they have money. I have higher pursuits."

   "Oh?" Suizi opened her eyes with a slight smile, not surprised.

"You don't read those messy books in the future. How many rich men have you met with the author who wrote those things? He is not a rich man himself. Why should he speculate on the psychology of rich people? Just based on the few rich men he has met. How dare you write a book just because you are an individual? The frog at the bottom of the well thought so last time."

   Suizi curled her lips, as expected, she didn't hide it from him.

  Recently, she picked up a book from the library. It was written by a foreign psychologist. On the first page, it was written that the desire to have an affair flows in the blood of every man.

  Yu Jingting happened to pass by her when she was turning the pages of the book, so he probably glanced at her.

   "Compared to the so-called physical stimulation, I prefer the connection of the soul, hurry up and sleep—unless your impatient little waist can make another toss."

   "Isn't this still a pursuit of excitement?"

   "Children make choices, and I want them all!" He just said that he "more" likes soul bonding, but he didn't say that he doesn't want to be exciting with his wife.

  These words already smacked of threat, Suizi hurriedly closed her eyes obediently, the medicinal wine should not be rubbed in vain.

  He was still pondering what he said sweetly in his heart.

  Soul compatibility, this is the answer she wants, a man with higher pursuits, it is worth her effort to get a comfortable mattress to reward him.

   Also reward my poor waist

  What Suizi thinks before going to bed is that her man is the best man in the world, and he won't change anything for a thousand dollars. She kisses his forehead again and again if she likes it, and she can't put it down.

   This extreme love was ruthlessly torn apart by the eldest sister in the library wearing glass-backed glasses when returning the book.

   "Student, you should take good care of the books you borrowed out." The elder sister's eyes were full: it is honor to love books, and it is shame to destroy books!

   Suizi wanted to find a crack in the ground and get in.

  The sentence that caused ambiguity in the couple's discussion was overgeneralized by Yu Jingting, who drew an X with a red pen, and marked a line of words on the side: The author is a big fool X, the frog at the bottom of the well is croaking.

   Even pressed the rhyme!

  Laughter came from behind Suizi, and the surrounding students were all amused.

   Suizi blushed, and hurriedly paid for the book.

   Suizi actually disagreed with the author's overgeneralization and bombarded all men with one sentence.

  The book itself conveys the author's own values.

  Even if the works that can be left in the long river of history have their merits, not all viewpoints are correct, and we must look at it dialectically.

  Not everything printed on paper is the correct value.

  But even if you don’t agree with the author’s point of view, destroying books is not advisable!

   Thinking of Yu Jingting tearing up books and scribbling at every turn, there are countless black lines on Suizi's forehead.

  There are so many classmates who just returned the book, how many of them have seen the "quack quack quack" he wrote. Suizi has experienced a large-scale social death, and the more she thinks about it, the more she blushes.

  She decided to keep this "criminal evidence", which means that Jing Ting will come back at night and have a good fight with him!

   Ask him to write doggerel, so willing to write poetry, why not join the Writers Association!

  Suizi left school and walked home. She had no class in the afternoon, and her tutor had a meeting away from home, so she packed up her work and went home to do it.

  She didn't ride her bicycle today, she just gnashed her teeth while holding a book, and didn't pay attention to the people in front of her.

   Hit head on.

   "I'm sorry." Suiko apologized.

   While Suizi was apologizing, she also moved to the side, which was to avoid it.

  She moved to the left, and the man also moved to the left.

  As the ear goes to the right, the man also goes to the right.

  Suizi looked at the other party, it was a man he didn't know, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and his eyes were dripping.

   Suozi took a step back, and the man suddenly grabbed her wrist.

   "You bumped into me and left like this?"

   "Otherwise?" Suizi panicked, trying to break free from the man's hand, but was held even tighter by the man.

   "You hit my heart just like that, you have to bring yourself to accompany me!"

  Tiaozi's goosebumps fell all over the ground, and her nausea was even greater than her fear. She just wanted to say one thing now, the sea of ​​oil is boundless, and it's time to turn around.

  This rascal blocking the way, the export is "oil", talking is not enough, he also sang!

   "Since I met you by the Acacia River~ It's like the spring breeze blowing into my heart~"

  A good song, coming out of this person's mouth, becomes a greasy, greasy, crooked, and disgusting existence of Bara.

  Coupled with those big yellow die teeth and self-proclaimed affectionate expression, the breakfast in Suizi's stomach was churning.

   "I want to tell you softly ~ don't forget me - ouch!"

  The rascal closed his eyes and played affectionately, Suizi saw the opportunity and kicked at his vitals.

  The man howled like a pig butcher, Suizi took the opportunity to break free and ran away.

   "Stinky bitch! You don't have to drink fine wine if you toast, and I'll see if I don't kill you!"

   Suozi ran with all her strength.

   Yu Jingting often used the word girl, but when talking about it with this scoundrel, they had completely different feelings.

  Seeing that the rascal was about to catch the tassel, suddenly, a ball fell from the sky, accompanied by two angry shouts:

   "Let go of my sister (mom)!"

  Chen Tong and Dongdong appeared together.

  The two children came back from school together for dinner at noon, when they saw Suizi being chased as soon as they walked over, they rushed over to **** them.

The two children are only half the age, not as tall as this rogue, but with their youthful vigor, no one is afraid, one bent down to pick up bricks, the other picked up branches, like two little hungry wolves, wailing Jumped over.

  The task of the rogue is to plug the tassels, scare a few words, sing half a song, someone will take over, and he can end the performance.

  But just after singing a few lines of this song, two young generals came out, and they were all fierce generals!

  The rascal was hit in the stomach by Chen Tong's branch, Dongdong then rushed forward, picked up a brick and hit him on the shoulder.

  The rascal yelled in pain: "Boss! You have to reimburse me!"

   "What are you shouting for? Bold lunatic! I want your life!"

  Dongdong waved the brick, at this moment, he felt that he was Nezha in the list of gods, and the brick in his hand was also waved by him as Nezha's immortal brick!

  (end of this chapter)