Song Hanyan smiled slightly, "Silly girl, don't worry about me, worry about yourself, how can you gain some weight?"
Nanzhi's heart started pounding uncontrollably again.
This man is really handsome.
So gentle.
Oh my, this man is actually mine.
Isn't that infuriating?
Cherry, having overheard her owner's thoughts, couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Speechless. His mother opened the door for him. Speechless again.
While engrossed in the beauty, Nan Zhi suddenly remembered that there was something she hadn't reminded Song Hanyan about.
"Song Hanyan, Zhao Laizi came to see me just now."
Song Hanyan immediately tensed up: "What did he do to you?"
Nan Zhi: "It's nothing, it's just that she probably takes a fancy to me and wants to be my lover."
Song Hanyan: ······
It's time to teach my wife how to speak less bluntly, so as not to cause misunderstandings.
Nan Zhi didn't care at all: "It's okay, I've already knocked him unconscious."
Kicked, kicked until he was knocked unconscious?
Seeing that Song Hanyan didn't quite believe it, Nanzhi immediately demonstrated her flying kick.
A gust of wind passed by, and that foot was stuck in the air.
"That's it, aren't I amazing?"
Nanzhi looked at him, her eyes full of pleading for praise.
Looking at the position of his toes, Song Hanyan couldn't help but swallow.
The hands hanging at either side reflexively moved toward the center.
"Zhizhi, you're really amazing."
“Right?” Nan Zhi said happily, “I think so too. When I kicked him, he yelled and fell to the ground without moving. I need to practice my kicking skills more in the future.”
Song Hanyan remained silent, thinking it best to avoid provoking his wife in the future.
Otherwise, you'll lose the rest of your life.
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