kind of bend me

Sibao is very gossip.

From celebrity gossip to neighbor quarrels, there is nothing he is not curious about.

As a loyal member of the gossip party, he has always been adhering to the good principles of suspicion based on curiosity, implementation based on suspicion, and good principles based on implementation.

Recently, he has something curious again.

Very curious, so curious that every night I lean against the corner to listen to the movement next door.

My wife is also very curious: what are you listening to? !

Sibao looked mysterious: Don't you want to know who is 1 and who is 0 between Brother Shen and Brother Wan?

Lorraine has always been a virtuous and virtuous woman, never participating in the gossip of her seven aunts and eight aunts, so she put her hands on her hips and said sternly: Get out of the way, let me listen too.

After listening for several nights to no avail, Sibao stepped forward, with explosives on his back and landmines on his feet, and stepped into the next-door bunker with dignity.

That night, Sibao excitedly shared the results with his wife.

Shen Xu version (blushing face): Get out!You gossip man!I'm curious about everything, why don't I ask you and your wife who is 1 and who is 0!screw you!

Wanchen version (pretending to be deep): Ahem...Actually, this question is very simple.You know, I'm not in good health.

Sibao was confused: Brother Wan, did you really do 0?

Wan Chen (touching his chin): Don’t you understand what it means to be in poor health?In the following, if you don’t pay attention, you will get sick. You know, I can’t get sick. I have to stay in the hospital for a week if I have a cold or a fever.So-- (glances at someone who's buried his face in the parts pile) You get it?

Sibao nodded like pounding garlic.

Shen Xu kicked the two of them out of the house one by one: get out of here! (to Four Treasures) You'll die if you don't inquire about other people's privacy! (To Wan Chen) You're going to die if you don't play tricks! ! !roll roll roll!

That night, a scheming person curled up on the sofa for half the night hugging the quilt aggrievedly.

Why is it midnight?

Because in the second half of the night, he coughed for a long time with a moderate Yintong.

Then, the door opened, and he secretly hooked the corners of his lips, climbed onto someone's bed openly, kissed someone's lips, touched someone's body... )

Someone groaned in dissatisfaction: Don't play tricks... you must... die! ! !