The Merry Bachelor and the Pretty Widow

Chapter 3 Step through the iron shoes and find nowhere

Back then, the bachelor had fingerprints all over his face, and he left the little widow's house in disheveled clothes.

She thought she was dark and no one noticed, but in fact, rumors about the two of them had spread slowly.

As soon as the Zhong family boy came back, he touched the little widow's door before entering the house, and he didn't come out until midnight, and his belt hadn't been fastened yet!

The core idea of ​​the rumor is probably like this, and around this center, various unscrupulous versions have been extended.After the bachelor heard it, he laughed and said nothing, but within a few days, the little widow came to the door.

When grandma said that the little widow was here, the bachelor covered his face and refused to come out.

"Mao'er, Yaya is coming to our house, you should come out and show your face!"

The grandma is very naive, thinking that she has not left the house for the past few days when she is a bachelor. Finally, a girl of about the same age came to the door. The old lady was overjoyed: I finally found a playmate for my granddaughter!

"Sister-in-law, good morning!" The bachelor wiped his wet hair and left the room, wanting to say something to ease the awkward atmosphere without looking at anyone.

"Stupid boy! Yaya can't wait for you, she just left! Hurry up and chase after her!" Seeing her granddaughter staying where she is like a fool, grandma couldn't help but push her, "Go, go, go at night No food left for you!"

have to!All of a sudden, they became betrayed, and they didn't even give them any food!

Seeing that the old lady's expression was about to change, the bachelor didn't want to please her, so he pulled off his coat and went out with his wallet!

"Little bastard, you're willing to come out, right?"

As soon as she stepped out of the house, she regretted it!The little widow crossed her waist and waited there in a standard compasses posture.

"The busbar is a bit short..." The bachelor muttered.

"What are you talking about!" The little widow had sharp ears, but she didn't understand.

"It's okay, I'm complimenting you! Today is so beautiful!" The bachelor covered his face without showing any traces, and was beaten out of PTSD.

"Hooligan..." Sure enough, the little widow's slap came in response, but this time it was light and didn't hurt at all.

"Sister-in-law, are you not full today?"

Snapped! ! !

"..." Oh grass!I just want to take you to eat!The bachelor covered his face, wanting to cry but no tears.

The author has something to say:

Let's slap each other~

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