The crazy little ancestor of Master Lu is so stupid

Lu Xun followed Mr. Fu to the men's side. He didn't like any of the projects, but he was somewhat interested in the listening and leisure room.

Walking into the private room is like walking into nature, lying among the lush green plants, with the sound of rain in your ears and low music coming from some unknown instrument, listening to it seems to cleanse your soul.

This gave Lu Xun, who hadn't been able to calm down for a long time, a rare moment of peace and relaxation.

But his relaxation didn't last long as it was ruined by a post from Ling Xiao's Moments.

"I don't envy the mandarin ducks or the immortals, I envy Aunt Lan every day!"

The accompanying pictures are of various handsome men, and in one of them she actually put her hands on the man's abdominal muscles.

Even just a little further down...

In an instant, Lu Xun felt anger rising in his heart.

I called Ling Xiao immediately.

I didn’t expect to be hung up as soon as the call was connected.

He posted another video right after that, and was still deleted within seconds.

"Ling Xiao, what are you doing? Answer the phone!"

As soon as the angry words were uttered, a red exclamation mark appeared in front of him.

This time, Lu Xun could no longer sit still. He didn't care about enjoying this rare quiet moment and rushed directly to Fan Tianzhi.

Fan Tianzhi, Huang Jiahui and Fu Ye were doing massage. When they saw Lu Xun rushing in with a gloomy face, Fan Tianzhi suddenly felt something was wrong.

He asked carefully, "What's wrong? Did Ling Xiao provoke you again?"

Lu Xun did not answer, but asked coldly: "Where's your phone?"

After saying that, he took Fan Tianzhi's phone and made a video call to Ling Xiao, but as expected, the call was hung up immediately.

I couldn’t get through when I called again, so I sent a question mark and found out that Fan Tianzhi had also been blocked.

Lu Xun was not giving up and called Mu Zhizhi again, but he didn't expect that Mu Zhizhi had already blocked Fan Tianzhi.

"No, Taoist priest, what's wrong with you? I'm telling you to stop caring about Ling Xiao. You'll suffer a great loss sooner or later."

Lu Xun's anxious look made Fan Tianzhi lose the mood to enjoy himself, and he sat up cross-legged after saying that.

Before Lu Xun could reply, Huang Jiahui suddenly laughed bitterly and held his cell phone in front of Fan Tianzhi.

"I don't envy Yuanyang. I don't envy Xian. I envy Aunt Mulan every day!"

Fan Tianzhi read it word by word, and when he saw the nine-square grid picture below, Fan Tianzhi was instantly shocked.

He snatched Huang Jiahui's phone, opened a photo, and zoomed in and out again. When he saw a thin finger next to Ling Xiao's hand covering a certain abdominal muscle, he was almost certain that it must be Mu Zhizhi's finger.

"Mu Zhizhi, Ling Xiao is going too far..."

At this moment Lu Xun seemed to have found an ally, but before he could get excited, Fan Tianzhi followed up.

"It's fine for her to look for a male model at her age, but how could she corrupt my Zhizhi? She's only 20, how dare she, bastard? I'm going to find her now!"

He had worked so hard to train his abdominal muscles for so long, but he asked Mu Zhizhi to touch them, but she refused. He didn't expect that she would touch another man's abdominal muscles. This was intolerable. He and Ling Xiao would never reconcile.

Mr. Fu didn't understand what was going on between the two at first, but when he saw Huang Jiahui's cell phone, he smiled indifferently.

"Oh my, oh my, don't take it as a big deal, sit down, this is a regular club, there's none of the mess you think it is.

Besides, you haven't even gotten married yet, but you're already so strict with each other. Will the girl dare to marry you?

Relax, it's just a look. As men, we must have a vision and tolerance. We must believe in ourselves and you will always be the most attractive. "

Huang Jiahui, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly said, "Uncle, it seems that you are not just looking at it. This hand that is only half exposed seems to belong to Auntie!"

"What? Your aunt!" Uncle Fu said and snatched Huang Jiahui's phone.

He saw a hand in the corner of an enlarged photo. Without looking closely, just by looking at the nails on the hand, Mr. Fu recognized that it was his wife's hand.

She has never liked fancy manicures, so she paints her nails in solid colors herself, which looks beautiful and comfortable.

"How can this be possible!"

As Mr. Fu said this, he pushed away the massage therapist who was giving him a massage and rushed out without even bothering to put on his shoes.

Huang Jiahui hurriedly went downstairs, picked up Fu Ye’s shoes and chased after him.

"Uncle, slow down, wait for me!"

Lu Xun sneered, haha, man!

At this moment, outside the women's section, Mr. Fu and his companions were stopped outside.

"Open your eyes and see who I am. I am your boss!"

The manager smiled and said, "I'm sorry, boss. President Lan said that even the boss can't come in!"

"I fire you!"

The manager smiled even more: "Okay, boss. Ms. Lan said that she would double the salary to invite back any colleague who was fired for doing his job well. Boss, are you really going to fire me?"

"You, you, you tell me, if I really want to come in, what can I do? As long as you let me in, I will give you a promotion and a raise!"

The manager pursed his lips, hesitated for a while and said: "Boss, if you must go in, there is only one way, but this is too unfair to you!"

"Stop talking nonsense and take me in!"

Why does he still do weight training at his age? Isn't it just to avoid being disliked by his beloved wife?

He didn't expect that while he was sweating profusely in the gym, his wife was touching other men. This is intolerable.

At this moment in the private room, Ling Xiao felt that he had lived his previous life in vain.

This is what life is!

"Auntie Lan, are there any foreign models? Blonde and blue-eyed ones are also very cute!"

"Of course!"

Lan Qing waved his hand and the room manager followed him out. After a while, the door of the room was opened again.

Then a dozen masked, tall, blond girls followed in.

"Hey, why are there still a few people with black hair at the end?"

It's hard not to notice a few black hair among a bunch of curly blonde hair.

The supervisor looked at Lan Qing with an embarrassed smile.

Lan Qing was puzzled and asked curiously, "What's wrong, Director Xiang?"

"Boss Lan..."

The supervisor wanted to say something but stopped. He took one last look at those people, suddenly bowed, and turned to leave!

As she went out, the blond and blue-eyed male models who had come in earlier also followed her out.

"Hey, why are they all gone?"

Ling Xiao had never touched the abdominal muscles of the foreign boy before, and when he was about to get them, they slipped away again.

At this moment, Lan Qing had already vaguely guessed something, but she was still a little unsure, so she waved to a few people.

"Now that you're here, come over and tell me what your specialties are!"

The first one, who was also the shortest one, stepped forward and held up a sign, which read "Can do backflips!"

Ling Xiao burst out laughing.

"Okay, okay, it can be considered a specialty, so let's try one!"

After getting his permission, the others immediately made way for him, and he did more than a dozen backflips on the spot without stopping in one breath.

Until Ling Xiao quickly stopped the man from somersaulting.

"Next, what are your specialties?"