God even has a crush on me

Chapter 5 Dog Food Spread Too Fast
Han Ning'er was so excited that she couldn't stop smiling from ear to ear, and she tapped on the keyboard leisurely, but before she could finish typing a sentence, An Zhirusu actually made a request: According to the usual practice, newcomers to join the guild will have to have a photo shoot, agree with sister-in-law Please raise your hand if you have a photo!

[Guild] An Xiaxia: +1
[Guild] An Mumu: +1
[Guild] Anjia Xiaowan: +1
……

Han Ning'er raised her eyebrows, and had no choice but to erase the words she just typed, and quickly typed on the keyboard: If you don't look good, you won't explode, and I'm not a newcomer, I'm your sister-in-law.

As soon as these words came out, the guild instantly fell into a strange dead silence.

Is this the rhythm of the cold scene?
Hehehe... so embarrassing.

At this time, the master suddenly said: "The brat doesn't want to explode, just don't force her."

[Guild] Dugu eats: Oh, I'll go, boss, you spread dog food too fast, it's impossible to guard against!

[Guild] Qianlibobo: Boss, tell me the truth, how did you and your sister-in-law meet?I'm curious.

[Guild] Qiong Diaosi,: same curiosity.

Not only them, Han Ning'er is also very curious, how did the elder brother and the master meet?
[Guild] Drunk Laojun: Brat.

Han Ning'er froze, and subconsciously replied: Yes.

[Guild] Drunk Lord: Talk less, do more.

Just like that, the guild fell into a strange dead silence again.

Han Ning'er has black lines all over her head, did the Great God say this to her?Or did you tell everyone?
Talk less, do more... to remind her not to talk nonsense.

Hehehe... This is not very good, and it happens that she doesn't know the past of the master and brother, but she can imagine it just by imagining it, and she must be full of love.

If one day the Great Master finds out that he is married to a transvestite, will he be furious?

Forget it, that's not important, now that the old brother's account is in her hands, she is a veritable girl, not a ladyboy anymore.

Just as she was fascinated by the thought, the master suddenly sent her a private message: Don't tell anyone about the bet.

He also reminded her that she would definitely not tell anyone else, and replied: Don't worry, if you give me 1000 million gold coins, I won't tell anyone about it.

Drunk Lord: No one will give you so much money.

Uh... Han Ning'er suddenly felt an arrow in his heart, could the Great God speak a little more tactfully.

Ghost talent Ruoning: I'm just making an analogy, hehehe...

Drunk Laojun: Quit gambling from now on.

Han Ning'er felt as if she had been taught a lesson by her father. She clearly resisted in her heart, but she had nothing to refute.

Sigh... When my brother comes back, she must tell him this sentence, because it is my brother who bets with the master, not her, and she doesn't like gambling.

Ghost talent Ruo Ning: Understood, boss.

Drunk Lord: Well, I will continue to write the book.

Ghost talent Ruo Ning: Oh.

Han Ning'er silently closed the private message window, and couldn't help thinking about it in her heart. The master spoke coldly, with a slightly poisonous tongue.

Curious, what does he do in real life?

This kind of question should not be asked, let alone whether the great god will answer her, if someone asks her in turn, she will definitely not answer.

A game is a game, there is a bottom line that cannot be crossed, this is her principle.

Unknowingly, it was past 11 o'clock in the evening. Han Ning'er looked back, and that bastard brother hadn't come back yet.

Quickly picked up the phone and called him: "Brother, you haven't come back yet? What time is it?"

——"Going back soon!" The person on the other side of the phone replied loudly, the background was very noisy, and one could tell that he was in a bar, and he could hear someone guessing fists from a distance.

Han Ning'er's face darkened, and a ball of anger ignited in his heart, angrily said: "Go home immediately, do you hear me? Otherwise, I will be angry!"

——"Okay, okay, I will be back home within twenty minutes, I promise, don't worry, my baby, I'm going back..."

Beep beep...the other party hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Han Ning'er sighed helplessly, the bastard brother, every time he went out to buy drunk, he would come back drunk, he can't indulge him like this anymore, he must teach him a lesson when he comes back later.

Fortunately, my brother is a man of his word, and he really returned home within 10 minutes as promised.

Han Zhaolong came back smelling of alcohol, his body was staggering, and his expression was not very good. It made Han Ning'er almost die of heartache, so he couldn't stop scolding him, so he hurriedly carried him back to his room.

After finally serving him, she sat by the bed for a while, looking at his flushed handsome face with distress.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw his mobile phone in her trouser pocket, and she immediately took it out, glanced at it casually, and found that he had not read any text messages, and it was from her father.

Opening the text message curiously, my father said: Brat, I have agreed with your Uncle Fang, you will take Ning'er to live with Uncle Fang the day after tomorrow, remember to take good care of Ning'er.

Dad: Hey... brat, did you see the text message?I don't answer your phone calls, you want to piss me off, don't you?

Han Ning'er frowned slightly, why did her father tell her and her elder brother to move to Uncle Fang's place?

No, she has to ask clearly.

After taking a look at my brother, I was so drunk that I had no choice but to use my brother's mobile phone to call my father: "Dad, it's me."

—— "Ning'er, haven't you slept so late?"

"Dad, why did my brother and I move to Uncle Fang's house?" She asked her father straight to the point.

——"It's not for your brother's sake. He is 25 and six years old, and he doesn't work hard. He has to start a business with his friends. I haven't seen him make money for me until now. Your mother and I have made a decision. Decorate the house first, and then find a wife for your brother to look after him, so that he can take care of himself."

After listening to her father's words that resembled the philosophy of life, Han Ning'er was speechless for a while, and her brother is only under 26 years old, so I really don't understand what my parents are worrying about.

"Dad, brother has his own ideas, you just let him"

Before she could continue to refute, her father sternly taught her a lesson: "Ning'er, you should stop fooling around with brother and study hard in your university. Only after you graduate can you find a good husband."

Han Ning'er rolled her eyes to the sky, and her father came again... Dare not to refute her father's words, she quickly changed the subject: "Dad, can Uncle Fang live with me and my brother?"

——"Don't worry, your brother Chengjun doesn't live at home, Uncle Fang is busy with work, and your aunt Fang hasn't come back from abroad, so it's fine to live for a month..."

Brother Cheng Jun...

This name has been buried in Han Ning'er's heart for many years, and he can hardly remember what that person looked like. I only remember seeing him wearing a pair of black-framed glasses when he was a child, exuding the aura of a schoolmaster inside and out. The words "Do not enter the stranger" are always written on it.

Fang Chengjun, she remembers the name very clearly, she hasn't seen her for many years.

(End of this chapter)