Remarried honey love, let's not make trouble, Uncle President

152: Brother, you are sick, you need to be cured after a lot of entanglement, and the two of you are exhausted.

The shirt was fully unbuttoned, the belt was undone, and even the trouser chain was pulled halfway, revealing a piece of fur.

He was lying on the ground by the pool, panting heavily, his muscular chest muscles rising and falling, extremely sexy.

An Hao was lying beside him, her hair was spread under her body like seaweed, taking advantage of her white and tender skin, she was as beautiful as a monster in the sea who specially seduced sailors.

Suddenly, she turned over, pressed Jing Boyan's hard chest with her elbow, bit her plump red lips and asked him, "Brother, you are sick and need to be cured."

Jing Boyan yelled at her: "Shut up, if you dare to tell what happened today, I will strangle you to death."

He patted his chest hard, "I don't have such a big mouth, but don't be shy, I'm not yet 40 years old, can you really bear to be so rusty?"

Jing Boyan tilted his head to stare at her, but was stunned.

After soaking in the water, Anhao's makeup was naturally a little sloppy. Without the cover of those chemicals, her side face changed to a certain extent. The bridge of her nose was not so high, and her lips were not so plump. Washing, on the contrary, has a somewhat clever and ethereal feeling.

His heart skipped a beat, and he naturally thought of the photo upstairs.

Uncontrollably, he reached out and touched her face.

She who was still unrestrained just now was flinched by his sudden action, but she quickly came to her senses, holding her lips and smiling charmingly, her voice was sticky and ambiguous, "Why, do you want to try again? "

Touching turned into pinching, and she cried out in pain, "It hurts."

"Shut up, and I'll really beat you up."

An Hao was not afraid, "Why don't I introduce you to a doctor?"

Jing Boyan sneered: "Didn't you just return to China? Do you still know domestic andrologists?"

"Of course. Just after I came back, someone gave me a small card. It was designed to treat impotence, premature ejaculation, sexual dysfunction, syphilis, gonorrhea, and genital warts. It's just short of AIDS. It's amazing."

Jing Boyan grabbed her restless little hand, "Then you also believe it?"

"Just kidding, being sick is a very painful thing, especially for a rich and handsome man like you, the woman who wants to sleep with you is estimated to be from 18 to 80, probably not able to circle the earth three times around Yucheng three times It's always there, so you just have the heart to miss it?" An Hao moved her head over again, and laid it on Jing Boyan's arm naturally, as intimate as if they were an old married couple.

Surprisingly, Jing Boyan didn't push her away, his breathing gradually calmed down, his eyes looked at the ceiling, but his eyes were empty, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"How long have you been sick? Is it physical or psychological?"

Jing Boyan annoyed her, pushed her away and stood up, he reached out and took off the soaked shirt and trousers, leaving only a pair of black boxers on his body.

An Hao whistled. Although she only saw her back, her figure was amazing!

With broad shoulders and long legs, a thin waist and tight buttocks, this figure is comparable to European and American male models.

Jing Boyan didn't care about the woman behind him watching his ass squirt, took a bathrobe and put it on, then took off the soaked boxers and kicked it to the pants and shirt.

Putting on the belt around his waist, he grabbed a bathrobe and threw it to An Hao, "Hurry up and put it on, it's almost time to pick up Mayfair, and you can go with the driver by yourself later, I have something to do when I go out, I won't go home tonight Have a meal."

An Hao hugged the bathrobe in her arms and followed him step by step, "Haven't you said whether you're going to see a doctor?"

Jing Boyan stopped in his tracks and looked back at her, with a trace of wickedness at the corner of his mouth.

"Didn't I give you 1 yuan? If the fire was provoked just now, you can find someone to put out the fire first."

Anhao grabbed her wet long hair and said disdainfully: "What do you think of me? Not just anyone can fall into this girl's eyes. I'll just take a fancy to you, handsome uncle."

The last sentence was very sweet, and it was accompanied by winking eyes, which really made Jing Boyan dumbfounded.

Patting her collagen-filled face, he said, "Girl, I have a wife."

"Isn't your wife dead? Do you have necrophilia?"

Not frightened by her weird thoughts, Jing Boyan said flatly: "No."

"Then you really don't plan to marry again, or is it because of her that you don't treat her there?" An Hao was very persistent, and she took the trouble to get to the bottom of such a private question, not caring whether the client could bear it or not.

He wanted to be angry at first, but maybe because no one has talked to him about this issue since he died, Jing Boyan was a little hesitant. He looked in the direction of the stairs and said quietly after a long time: "No, I Already forgot about her."

He wanted to say something, but she kept her mouth shut.

Forgetting the two of them was like punching her in the chest, the mouth was full of blood.

"Maybe, it's good to be able to forget, at least you won't spend the whole day in your thoughts, the pain of not getting what you ask for, it's very uncomfortable."

Jing Boyan frowned and looked at her, a little confused.

Has this woman ever won an Oscar?

The pain of others seems to be piercing to her heart, the charming corners of her eyes are full of vicissitudes, when she lowers her eyebrows and draws her eyelashes, it seems that tears are about to fall.

"I would rather be uncomfortable than just forget it. Every time I look at her picture, I feel that she is blaming me. Others say that I love her very much, do I love her? How could love make her die again?"

Jing Boyan has never said these words to anyone, but in the deepest night, he turned into a knife and cut himself. Even if a man like him with amnesia is strong and domineering, he looks down on his amnesia, and hates himself even more Amnesia.

In his view, amnesia is the behavior of the weak, to escape reality.

An Hao suddenly rushed over and hugged his waist, buried her hot face in his chest, and said in a low voice, "She won't blame you, definitely not."

Jing Boyan raised his big hand, hesitated a moment before placing it on her wet long hair, looking into the distance, he said in his heart, "Will it be?"

An Hao waited in the room for a long time before coming out, Jing Boyan had already left, and the driver was waiting for her respectfully outside, "Mr. Rong, let's go."

After getting into the car, Anhao suddenly asked, "Will Aqi still drive Mr. Jing?"

The drivers who can drive the boss are almost all good people.

So although the man was muttering in his heart, he replied with a smile: "Aqi is the manager now, responsible for the security of all Jing's company buildings, how can he have the time to drive Mr. Jing, do you know him?"

Anhao turned her head out of the window, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth: "I don't know."

This explanation is obviously unreasonable, but the driver couldn't ask any more questions. The atmosphere was a bit awkward. In order to adjust the atmosphere, the driver began to gossip: "Brother Qi fell in love with a university teacher a few years ago. I heard that the other party was a writer, but his family I disliked him as a driver, he eloped with that girl, and then came back for some reason, and the two separated, and the quarrel was quite bad. But Brother Qi is married again now, so he should get on the bus first and then pay the fare. Get married Became a father in just a few months, a winner in life."

An Hao laughed silently, almost pressing her face against the glass.Four years can really change a lot of things. Aqi and Jiajia still can't overcome the world's views. Xin Gan and Zuo Ranchen can't resist the checks and balances of love and the law. It's good to start from scratch, but I'm afraid of being trapped Too deep, and there is no possibility of turning back.

Today, Mayfair is not in a good mood.

The college bully Zheng Youran didn't attend class today, it is said that he was sick and asked for leave.

Zheng Youran seldom gets sick, and even if he catches a cold, he still goes to class with an illness. What kind of illness is so overbearing that it makes him, a good kid who eats his studies, not go to school.

A little scared, Zhang Ziyang at the same table said that the caterpillar was poisonous, and Zheng Youran probably died of poisoning.

Although Fei'er picks things up all day long, she hasn't reached the point where she can kill someone.Even if Zheng Youran didn't like it any more, she just wanted to convince him to convince her, and she didn't think of killing him.

And that bad woman said she saw that she put the caterpillar on Zheng Youran's body, the police will definitely find out if they come to investigate, won't she go to jail if he dies?When the time comes to eat cornmeal and corn buns, there is no meat, ice cream, or beautiful clothes, what should I do?

Mayfair was almost dying of worry.

Zhang Ziyang came over and said with a shy face: "Fei'er, why are you upset? How about I call them all in to play the game of meeting the queen, you are Her Majesty the Queen of the Fairy Castle."

Mayfair pushed away his chubby face listlessly, "Then what are you?"

"I'm the Prince of Joy."

"Get out, I can't give birth to a son as crippled as you even if I drank pesticides, get out of here, I want to be quiet."

"Jingjing, Tang Jingjing, Feier is looking for you." Zhang Ziyang shouted, pulling his neck.

Tang Jingjing was cocking her little orchid fingers and using colored pens to paint bastards on her nails, when she heard the cries that the bastards' heads were crooked, she scolded Zhang Ziyang angrily, "You son of a bitch, tell me to fuck up?"

Fei'er almost wanted to stuff her head into the table and stool, none of these bastards could get on the stage, no wonder Zheng Youran looked down on them, they are really stupid.

Bao Xichen walked past her, she stopped her and asked, "Hey, Baoyu, what do you think will happen if someone is poisoned?"

Bao Xichen pushed the black glasses on the bridge of his nose, shook his watermelon head and said, "It's miserable."

"What kind of tragedy?" Fei'er was in a hurry, shaking Bao Xichen's arm vigorously.

"That's it, ah!" Bao Xichen covered his stomach and rolled his eyes, then stuck out his tongue and tilted his neck to one side.

"I'm dead, you want to avenge me..."

It is difficult for Little Abalone to act so well in typical martial arts novels.

With white eyes and big tongue all over her mind, Fei'er tried her best not to cry.

After finally getting through school, she hurriedly packed her things and went out.

Seeing her family's car, she ran over like being chased by a ghost, and bumped into Anhao's stomach.

Anhao supported her by the shoulders, "What are you doing, if I were an old man, I would have been bumped to death by you."

Fei'er didn't bother to argue with her, she opened the door and got into the car. She said to the driver, "Drive."

The driver must not be able to drive, and he will not start the car until he is safe.

Anhao sits in the co-pilot and deliberately does not sit with Mayfair.

It was very quiet along the way, except for slight breathing, Mayfair didn't make any sound, An Hao felt very strange.

Turning around, I saw her pale face.

Anhao thought she was ill, so she turned around and grabbed the back of the seat and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

Mayfair didn't say anything at first, but she was too scared. No matter how you say An Hao is an adult, it should be right to ask her.

"Who, let me ask you, was the bug yesterday poisonous?"

Anhao nodded, "Of course, look at Yoyo's back, it's full of big bumps, it hurts a lot."

"Will that kill someone?" Mayfair grabbed the back of the chair with such force that her little nails turned white when the petals passed by.

Anhao would not lie to children, but she also wanted to take this opportunity to educate her, so she said, "Then what do you want him to do?"

Fei'er became angry, she grabbed the back of the chair and almost stood up, "What you said is nonsense, what can I hope for him, should I let him die?"

The driver looked at Fei'er in the rearview mirror and shook his head. He also has a child, but he is much better-behaved than Fei'er. He feels that the child is happier than Jing.

Anhao looked at Fei'er and said sternly: "You don't want to? But have you thought about the consequences before doing it? Do you have to wait for something big to happen before you wake up? Jing Kefei, even though your family is rich, your father and uncle love you You, but if you break the law, do you want them to help you too?"

The little calf's eyes are getting bigger and bigger, Anhao doesn't give in at all, bigger than the eyes, she can't lose to her.

However, she had to admit that Jing Kefei really inherited her father's arrogance at such a young age. No matter right or wrong, the bully's aura is not lost at all.

"What's the big deal, I will pay for his death, hmph." After all, it was a child, and she shed tears after saying this. ＼

Anhao said to the driver, "Stop."

After getting out of the car, she walked to the back seat, patted Mayfair on the back lightly and said, "Now that I know I'm afraid, what did I do earlier? I have to learn a lesson from now on, don't do such stupid things, okay?"

Fei'er asked her with red eyes: "Will Zheng Youran die?"

An Hao shook her head, "Yesterday I used the caterpillar itself to detoxify him, and he will be fine."

Of course a few pimples won't kill anyone, but Anhao deliberately made the matter serious to scare Fei'er.

Fei'er was relieved when he heard that he couldn't die, but the next moment she immediately lit up her small fangs to Anhao, "Then why didn't you say it earlier and scare me, bad woman, your heart is really dark."

Anhao is speechless, what kind of education can raise such a child.

"Stop." Fei'er saw snacks for sale on the other side of the road, so she yelled to stop.

Anhao asked her: "What do you want to buy, some things can't be eaten casually, it's unhygienic."

Taking out one hundred yuan from her schoolbag, An Hao found that all the money in her wallet was one hundred yuan, and there were even dollars and pounds.

The child took the money and went to buy something immediately, and when An Hao passed by later, she had already run back with her things.

An Hao took a look at the small vendor across the street, probably cold skin rice noodle Malatang, I don't know what she bought.

Mayfair didn't speak after getting into the car, but the smugness on the corner of her mouth was obvious.

An Hao asked her: "What did you buy, did you change?"

She said contemptuously: "Miss Ben has a lot of money, and I will reward them if I have more. As for what I bought, why should I tell you?"

Anhao regretted telling her that Zheng Youran was safe and well. The little girl was sick just now, but she turned into a white-eyed wolf in a blink of an eye.

After returning home, Jing Boyan, who said he couldn't come back for dinner, was already at home.

"Daddy." Fei'er threw herself into Jing Boyan's arms, hugging and kissing affectionately like a puppy.

"Why is my little princess so enthusiastic today?" Jing Boyan touched her tender little face, knowing his daughter Mo Ruofu, he knew there was nothing wrong with her being so sure.

"It's okay, it's just that I haven't seen Dad for a day and I miss you. Dad, let's have dinner, I'm going to starve to death."

"Well, Mrs. Li, let's serve dinner."

Everyone sat down in the restaurant, and Mrs. Li specially added a few dishes. The quantity was not very large, but it was exquisite, and the appearance and taste were good.

"I have some more here." Fei'er put the things she bought on a plate and brought them to the dining table.

An Hao took a look and almost vomited.

This little girl is too spoiled, she actually bought a plate of Bai Huafei's greasy worms, and she didn't even need to think about who it was for.

Jing Boyan looked at her daughter calmly, as if she had no intention of stopping her.

Mayfair took some worms with a spoon and sent them to the bowl in front of Anhao, smiling and Mimi said: "Mr. You bought it."

Seeing the white lump in front of her eyes, An Hao felt like vomiting.

"Mr. An, eat it, it's really nutritious, Dad, don't you think so?"

Jing Boyan nodded, and unexpectedly agreed, "This stuff is very high in protein."

An Hao scolded Jing Boyan in her heart as a bastard, deliberately embarrassing her.

"Mr. An, don't you dare to eat? You don't even dare to eat this, how can I do it, my teacher?"

Little boy, you have learned the aggressive method at this point, why don't you go to heaven?

Unexpectedly, Jing Boyan continued to chime in, "I just don't dare, Mr. An is very coquettish, she only speaks loudly, and she can't do it when she eats."

On purpose, definitely on purpose, An Hao gritted her teeth, not wanting to be looked down upon by the unscrupulous father and daughter, picked up a bug with chopsticks, looked at it, and with the determination of a strong man to break his wrist, closed his eyes and stuffed it into his mouth.

I can't tell what it tastes like, even if it's delicious, I'm afraid I can't taste it, only a strong nausea is left.

She squeezed her mouth shut to keep herself from spitting it out.

But if you think that Mayfair will let it go, then you are very wrong.

She raised her innocent face and said with a smile: "Mr. An, do you know what kind of insects you eat?"

Before Anhao could answer, Jing Boyan interrupted Fei'er, "Don't tell me, you, Teacher An, don't want to know that these are the larvae, maggots that flies breed in the garbage dump or toilet excrement in summer."

"Wow." Covering her mouth, she had already vomited her hands before she even got to the bathroom.

Holding the toilet, Anhao almost threw up her stomach.

Hearing the sound of her vomiting, Mayfair stuffed the "maggot" into her mouth in a great mood.

After a while, Anhao came out of the bathroom. She clutched her stomach and was very weak, "Sorry, you eat, I can't eat."

"Mr. An, how can you teach me if you can't even eat maggots?" After finishing speaking, Fei'er grabbed another one and threw it into her mouth.

Anhao felt nauseous again, she turned around and wanted to leave, feeling that she couldn't stay with this group of people with strong tastes for a minute.

"Come back and eat." Jing Boyan refused to let him go.

"Mr. Jing, you want to disgust me, right? You father and daughter are disgusting yourself. This girl won't play with you anymore."

"Stop, Fei'er is right, how do you teach her with such little guts? Do you believe her when she says maggots?"

Anhao felt aggrieved, "Obviously you said it too."

"I told you to believe it? Didn't you eat it yourself? That's what maggots taste like?"

Anhao looked at him fiercely, with tears in her eyes, "I don't know if I haven't eaten it."

"This is a small food made of flour. It looks like maggots, but they are actually sweet fried. Didn't you taste it just now?"

An Hao thought it was incredible, but just now he really thought it was not delicious, and he really thought it was a bug, and now he realized that he was played by the father and daughter.

Angrily, she sat down in her seat, and Anhao asked Jing Boyan, "Do you find it exciting to play like this?"

Jing Boyan was noncommittal, "Well, I feel very happy."

Anhao was speechless, she knew he was seeking revenge.

Regardless of whether it is maggots or not, Anhao no longer has the appetite to eat, she said to Mayfair: "Hurry up and eat, I will wait for you in the room after eating, and we will do our homework."

When it came to homework, Mayfair's arrogance just now collapsed, "Homework, homework, why do I always love you?"

Jing Boyan glared at her, "Hurry up and finish your homework."

"Dad, why should I go to school in China? My uncle said that I am suitable for education abroad."

Jing Boyan raised his thick eyebrows, "Am I your father or is he?"

Seeing that her father was angry, she really didn't dare to make trouble, so she immediately cleaned up and went upstairs.

No matter what, I finally got it right, and when my uncle came home, I would tell him about the results.

----

Jing Zimo really didn't want to work after receiving Fei'er's call. He speeded up the progress of work and handed over some less important things to his subordinates. He compressed the original five-day schedule to two days. Come back by plane immediately.

It was afternoon when he came back, Jing Boyan was in the company and Feier was going to school, and An Hao was the only person left in the huge villa.

When the driver picked up Jing Zimo at the airport, he asked him, "Mr. Jing, are you going to the company or going home?"

Jing Zimo's thin lips were tightly pursed, and the eyes covered by the lenses shot a sharp cold light, "Go to Fei'er's house."