It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

Lu Xun subconsciously grabbed the hat: "Honey, I like tiger hats."

Lin Qingyu grabbed Lu Xun's hand and said seriously: "No, this hat is cuter. Be good and be obedient."

Lu Xun wanted to grab his hat, but President Zhou scolded him.

"Wear it. What's wrong with making some sacrifices for Ayu's business? How can a man be so ignorant! Do you know how hard it is for women to make money outside?"

Lu Xun: ...

"If Ayu asked me to be a cuckold, I would definitely do it!"

Lu Xun: ...

As he said that, President Zhou couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Ah Yu, don't tell me, this old boy Lu Xun is quite good-looking when he cuckolds."

Lin Qingyu nodded, took out two other little frog cuckolds, and put them on An An and Xiao Ye.

An An doesn't care.

He doesn’t have a girlfriend anyway.

After Ono put on his hat, he sighed melancholy: "Oh, if you want to live a decent life, you must have a little green on your head!"

President Zhou’s mouth twitched:…

How come this chubby little grandson knows everything.

The group got off the SUV and were about to enter the hotel when Yuan Shen arrived at the hotel door with Jiang Li, Xiao Man, Mrs. Qi and Zhu Changqing.

When the two groups of people met, everyone looked at each other for a moment.

Yuan Shen looked at Lu Xun and was stunned for a long time. He wanted to laugh, but he felt it was not good.

Jiang Li thought it was fantasy.

That frog hat looks good, but it always feels weird.

And that was Mr. Lu who was once decisive in Jiangcheng’s killing spree!

How can you wear such a cute hat?

Soon, this emerald green hat attracted the attention of many people.

Some people secretly took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Some people openly recorded the video: "Guess who I saw? The third master! The cuckold third master!"

Lu Xun: ...

At this moment, a strange girl, aged in her early 20s, came over with a notebook: "Third Master! I am the president of your fan club, and I am your super fan! Can I touch your head? Frog ears on it?”

The girl was very sincere. She even glanced at Lin Qingyu and asked, "Sister-in-law, is it okay?"

Lin Qingyu nodded: "Touch it, our latest wool hat feels very good."

The woman started the live broadcast, tentatively touched the little green ears, and then jumped on the spot: "Ah ah ah ah~ I touched the little ears on the third master's frog cuckold! Rounding it off, it's about the same as I touched three Damn it!"

That girl was really excited, as if she had touched her idol.

Xiao Ye's eyes darkened, he bumped into Xiao Man and said, "Didn't we discuss a topic before? Money is earned, not saved."

Xiaoman nodded.

"Now your brother Xiaoye will show you his skills. Let you see how your brother Xiaoye makes money."

Xiaoman looked at Xiaoye expectantly.

Ono rolled up his sleeves, walked over and asked the president of the support club: "Sister, do you want to take a photo with my dad?"

The girl's eyes lit up: "Can I?"

"Of course, but you have to pay."

"Yes! I can pay." The girl became more and more excited.

Ono took out his mobile phone and opened the WeChat QR code: "You can only take one photo for cooperation, no physical contact, one thousand at a time. Do you think the price is reasonable?"

"It's very reasonable." The girl decisively paid Xiaoye 1000 yuan, and then took a photo with Lu Xun as she wished.

"Ah, ah, mom, I am proud of my ancestors! I took a photo with the third master! I took a photo with the very cute and cute third master! I am truly the president of the third master's support club!"

Lin Qingyu glanced sideways at Lu Xun: "Not bad, there is a support group."

Lu Xun: ...

It’s okay not to have this fan club.

It’s okay if you don’t want to be the president of the support club.

Ono also added WeChat messages to each other with the president of Sanye's support club: "Sister, if anyone wants my dad's autograph, you can contact me. But you have to pay."

"Yes! Yes!" the president of Sanye's support club said excitedly, "500 yuan per ticket, do you think it is reasonable?"

"Yes! For 500 yuan a ticket, I can let my dad cut off his hand after signing." Ono promised, patting his heart.

Lu Xun: ...

At this moment, there were still many people who wanted to shake hands with Third Master, and they all came over to ask Xiaoye if they could.

Ono said to everyone: "Limit. Only 50 fans can be admitted at a time. Fans of the opposite sex can only touch my daddy's hat, and no physical contact is allowed."

Lin Qingyu: ...

Son, I thank you.

"Same-sex fans can shake my dad's hand and refuse to touch their buttocks."

Lu Xun: ...

Son, I thank you.

Soon, a line of people formed in the hotel lobby.

The man scanned the payment code and shook hands with the third master.

The woman touched the small ears of the third master's hat.

"Ah ah ah, I touched Master San's hand. I want to go out and buy lottery tickets immediately."

"Hahahaha, I touched the little ears of Mr. San's hat. I plan not to wash my hands for three days and three nights."

"Ah ah ah, I touched the Third Master's face. Anyone who wants to shake my hand will charge 20 yuan at a time."

……

Lin Qingyu*Lu Xun*President Zhou*Jiang Li*Yuan Shen:...

Why do you have the illusion that the third master of Jiangcheng has become a mascot?

Soon, the limit of fifty fans was reached, and Xiaoye made a lot of money. He turned to look at Xiaoman: "How about it, your brother is still your brother, right? He's awesome, right? Have you learned?"

Xiaoman nodded.

Yuan Shen and Jiang Li swallowed in fear.

The hotel security began to come over to expel the enthusiastic fans, and Lin Qingyu and his group were about to enter the elevator and go to the large box on the second floor for a dinner party.

At this time, a woman about 35 years old, wearing business attire and high heels, walked toward them.

"Mrs. Lu, Mrs. Qi, please stay."