It seems to be a little more pitiful than her.
But that was Lan Ruoyue. Thinking about her life... I suddenly felt that no matter how pitiful she was, she deserved it.
Zhou Luming, who was lying in the corner, was also shocked.
Lan Ruoyue's face had only just healed, so how did she get bitten again? She was truly courting death.
Jiang Shuyue was also very curious as she listened to Huahua's description.
"Huahua, do you think Lan Ruoyue doesn't feel any pain because she's done it too much? Is the power of the wasp not very effective for her?"
Jiang Shuyue's words made Huahua silent for a while.
It also doesn't know which one is more powerful, the water light or the hornet.
"I really want to poke the bumps on her face. The conflict between the hard and soft touch must be very special. Coupled with the moans that seem to be neither pleasure nor pleasure, it must be very interesting!"
More and more people were climbing up the wall, and Yu Qing was also led by several children of the Zhou family to squat at the door.
Yu Qing had met Lan Ruoyue once and thought of her fair skin. It would be quite interesting if it had a few big bumps on it.
Huahua: "And you two weren't the only ones who got drunk yesterday. Remember Zhao Qing? His father-in-law was here too, and his belly was the size of a watermelon, weighing nearly six pounds."
"Last night, Zhao Qing and his father-in-law were both drunk. They wore big red flowers on their heads and drew several figures on their stomachs, even performing a belly dance. Everyone in the mansion saw it, and they even drew a few pictures for them as a souvenir."
"General Zhao's father-in-law is fair and tender. He's fifty-six years old, but his skin is as delicate and tender as a middle-aged woman. It feels especially good to touch."
Several younger generations had never met General Zhao's family, but they heard that they had used their family to run the silk business, and later joined the army and established a military industry, which was why they had the family business.
How comfortable can a fifty-year-old man's stomach be?
Huahua excitedly told Jiang Shuyue some gossip about Zhao Qing's family:
"His father-in-law was also a handsome man with a first-class figure when he was young. His wife was so fascinated by him after seeing him taking a bath that she married him."
"As soon as he turned forty, his body expanded rapidly like water-injected pork belly, gradually becoming what he is today. His specific appearance is similar to the ancient version of Coach Anxi."
"I think he's not as good as your dad in this respect. Even though your dad is a jerk and a bitch, a worthless piece of shit, he's actually pretty good-looking. He's in his early thirties, and he still looks handsome, like he's been slurred up."
Zhou Luming outside was laughing secretly. Jiang An looked so stupid that it was hard to find him in a crowd. How could this be called handsome?
Jiang Shuyue was not very happy when she heard Huahua praising her scumbag father.
"Jiang An can only be considered a well-maintained gigolo at best, and he's not even considered a handsome guy. However, General Zhao's father-in-law really should lose some weight. He's already old, and being too fat is bound to cause the three highs. What if one day he gets drunk and never wakes up again?"
Huahua said seriously, "If that's the case, Zhao Qing will have to take care of his mother-in-law, and he'll also be in charge of his wife's family property. However, he's a carefree person who doesn't care about money. He's still a daughter slave, so he'll probably let his wife manage it."
When Jiang Shuyue heard this, she felt very emotional.
"We're all men, we're all husbands. Look at other people's husbands, then look at my mom's. It's really frustrating to compare yourself to her!"
She sat on the bed and complained with Huahua, which made Jiang An angry.
At the same time, he also complained about all the bad habits of men in the world.
The youngsters who were caught in the crossfire for no reason all felt very uncomfortable.
Zhou Sesheng asked in a very small voice: "Brother, we haven't taken concubines yet, how can mother say that we are the same as that old bastard Jiang An?"
"Mother didn't say that."
"But my mother said that all crows are black. If there are mixed-race people, they are either bastards or have mental problems. So, what do you think of us?"
Zhou Shiye: ...
No, I haven’t seen you so studious usually. Why are the questions you asked today so tricky?
He didn't know how to explain it either.
Yu Qing: "All the men outside are black crows, while the people in my family are all colorful peacocks and phoenixes."
Everyone felt as if they had heard the words of a sage and found them very reasonable.
Jiang Shuyue's mood also calmed down. She got out of bed, stretched her body a few times, touched her belly and said, "My belly seems to have grown a little bit. Huahua, can you help me measure it?"
Huahua: "You've been eating too much lately and not exercising enough. You've gotten a little thicker and you're still trying to clean it up. But you're pretty thin, so a little weight gain would look good on you."
"But be warned, if you continue on this current trajectory, you'll gain 30 pounds in two months and be on the path to obesity."
For the first time, Zhou Sesheng wanted to pinch Huahua's mouth.
My mother is so thin, her thighs are almost as thick as his arms.
Every time his mother and father slept together, he was worried that his father would break her arm.
I'm already so thin, let alone gaining 30 kilograms, even 50 kilograms wouldn't be a problem!
Zhou Luming was terrified: "Thirty kilograms at most, no more. Fifty kilograms would be too much..."
Jiang Shuyue pinched the flesh on her waist and vowed, "Okay, from now on, I'll only eat whole grains for breakfast, normal meals for lunch, and only vegetables for dinner. No fried chicken, grilled skewers, or pork belly, nothing at all."
"From now on, I'll have to find three people to eavesdrop every day. Ugh, it's just melon-eating!"
Huahua was so touched: "Host, you finally have the self-awareness to eat melons! Just for this, I will keep a close eye on you. In addition to what I just said, you can't eat candied fruits and cakes, or anything high in sugar. Fried rice cakes are a no-no from now on!"
Jiang Shuyue: ...
She secretly touched the flesh on her belly.
It's soft and elastic, and feels very comfortable to touch.
It seems... not that serious...
Jiang Shuyue smacked her lips and said, "How about we give up one of them first? I can still eat beef and mutton without pork belly, but there are thousands of pastries in the world, and none of them are so delicious that they are irreplaceable. If I give up all of them, what fun will there be in my life?"
Hua Hua: "Yes, you can even touch Zhou Yunshen's abs. That's something many people wouldn't even think of. You both have great bodies, aren't you happy when you touch each other?"
She was very happy, but Zhou Yunshen said he liked her soft look.
If that’s the case, then it’s okay to be a little bit fatter, right?
Xiao Tao walked into the house carrying fried rice cakes for breakfast, and the younger ones immediately hid nearby.
Porridge, side dishes, mixed noodles, steamed buns with heavy oil, and small soup dumplings were served one after another.
Huahua looked at her eating in such an ungraceful manner and was about to scold her for being useless.
Jiang Shuyueba felt extremely happy.
Even though Huahua has no sense of taste, its feelings are synchronized with Jiang Shuyue.
Huahua was excited: "This is delicious, and that is delicious, and it's perfect with shredded kelp!"
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