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Fu Jueshen said nothing and only asked him to arrange a room for them to change clothes.
The old man didn¡¯t even care about the small stall, and took the two of them to the second floor made of red bricks, which was a single room.
Except for a bed and a small wooden table, there was not even an extra stool in the room. He ate, drank and slept here. Cardboard and drink bottles he usually collected were scattered in the corner.
There were scattered clothes and messy smelly socks on the bed It was summer again, and flies were buzzing around his socks.
Xia Yuwan was about to vomit.
Fu Jueshen didn't take it any better. He just glanced at it and felt that his head was heavy and the veins on his forehead were prominent.
The old man was unaware of anything. He lay down and pulled out a blue plaid plastic woven bag from the foot of the bed.
You read that right.
It¡¯s the kind of bag that migrant workers carry on their backs when they go home for the holidays It was once even featured in a Paris fashion show as a fashion item.
Xia Yuwan doesn¡¯t like this kind of thing that is full of the earthy flavor of the times.
The old man opened the zipper, found a yellowish white shirt and military green pants and threw them to Fu Jueshen.
"Master Fu, if you don't mind, this is what I would wear when I was a soldier forty years ago. Don't look old, but I was very handsome back then!"
I didn¡¯t expect him to be so well, narcissistic!
Even if he is forty years younger with this unkempt look, he is far from being a handsome guy, right?
However, the next moment she was slapped in the face by her own words.
Because there was a picture frame hanging on the wall. The yellowed picture showed three young men in their prime, all of whom looked to be in their early twenties.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Looks and eyebrows are straight, as bright as the stars In that era before cameras and photos, they grew up to be so handsome, and now they are all handsome men.
It¡¯s easy to kill many male stars in the entertainment industry.
As expected, time is like a butcher's knife.
Sharpening the knife
Realizing that Xia Yuwan was looking at his photo again, the old man chuckled and touched his wrinkle-free old face in an extremely narcissistic manner, making his smiling eyes disappear.
"This must be Miss Su, she is really beautiful."
Fu Jueshen's expression turned gloomy for a moment, and he glared at the old man, "Will you die if you don't speak? She is not Su"
She is my wife.
Before she could say this, Xia Yuwan choked out, "You have presbyopia and I'm too lazy to argue with you. Su Yuxin, that green tea bitch, is not one thousandth as beautiful as I am!"
Hearing this, the old man was stunned for a second, and then burst out laughing, "Okay, you girl doll has a personality, I like it haha."
Who wants him to like it?
??
The old man couldn't help but touched his face again, pursed his lips and said with some displeasure, "You doll girl is not cute at all. My old man is obviously very handsome."
"Okay, come on, these are the clothes of my dead wife. You can wear it reluctantly, and remember to send it back to me later. I will keep this one and take it out to look at when I miss her."
After saying this, Xia Yuwan was deeply touched in her heart.
I didn¡¯t expect that this crooked and narcissistic old man would turn out to be an infatuated person. He seemed a little fierce just now.
But it¡¯s not her fault, because he misunderstood her as that little bitch Su Yuxin.
Xia Yuwan took the clothes with both hands and whispered: "Who cares about your clothes, I will return them, hum."
She just wanted the style not to be too old-fashioned, so thank God.
After all, she disagrees with the aesthetics of forty years ago.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of hand is a set of Republic of China cheongsam printed on silk fabric with butterflies and magnolia flowers, the water pink color is fresh and refreshing.
The waist-cinching design, the exquisite buckles at the neckline and the pinched goose-yellow lace add a touch of girlish playfulness to the mature charm.
The length reaches the ankle, which is the standard for a real wife.
Xia Yuwan suddenly fell in love with cheongsam.
The old man stepped back, and the two people who got the clothes looked at each other in confusion. Fu Jueshen stood there without any sense of being a gentleman.
?This is a single room without even a curtain!
She couldn¡¯t help but wrinkle her face and said with cold eyes: ¡°Mr. Fu, won¡¯t you avoid it?¡±
Fu Jueshen was unhappy, why did she call him "Mr. Fu" again?
Even calling him "Fu Jueshen" by his first and last name is better than these two words A helpless dark light flashed in the phoenix eyes.
"Well, I have no strength now and I can't move my feet."
Your sister!
Xia Yuwan was so angry that she tightened her hands holding the clothes. Fortunately, the silk fabric did not wrinkle so easily.
She raised her head with a fake smile, "Then I'll go out, Mr. Fu, you change first."
Seeing her raising her feet to leave, Fu Jueshen grabbed her wrist, looked over with gentle eyes, and hissed: "There are other residents outside, what should I do if they see you?"
When Xia Yu arrived late, she also discovered that this building looked like many families lived together
There is no guarantee that someone will open the door suddenly.
When she was in a dilemma, she suddenly heard Fu Jueshen say: "You change first, I will turn around and promise not to look."
She couldn't believe her, so she frowned and said nothing.
Fu Jueshen smiled angrily, and the wound began to hurt. He said angrily: "We have both slept together countless times. I haven't seen anything on your body yet? Don't worry about changing."
"Shut up!" Xia Yu shouted at him in the evening, her ears slightly red.
This bastard still has the nerve to talk?
He has actually seen it.
But she hasn¡¯t yet.
He always did it after turning off the lights. She didn't dare to look up when they were taking a bath together. When she woke up, the man was already gone.
In the end, Fu Jueshen turned around. Xia Yuwan looked at him for two seconds and saw that he covered his eyes with his hands, and then he began to take off his clothes rustlingly.
¡°As everyone knows, how could a narcissistic old man lack a mirror in his home?
A round mirror with a green plastic edge is placed on the table. It is the kind of ordinary mirror that could be bought for two yuan a long time ago. The back is usually a layer of plastic film with various beauties printed on it.
Fu Jueshen stared at the figure in the mirror greedily like a wolf, his Adam's apple rolled Xia Yuwan's skin was white and tender, and her curves were exquisite. When she bent over, her slender waist and beautiful back formed a soft curve.
This way, the buttocks are even more protruding.
She was also nervous. When she went to pull the zipper with her backhand, it slipped several times. Her hand was hurt and she couldn't reach it.
At this moment, a warm big hand replaced her small hand.
The man's deep voice sounded behind her with a hint of danger, "I'll do it." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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