Chapter 42

Ning Zaozao had already made a mental plan that the mobile phone was very expensive.

But seeing this million price.

She still gasped.

Before buying a tens of thousands of mobile phones for Wu Pingping, Ning had been in pain for a long time.

You must know that her mobile phone has never exceeded [-] yuan.

And now, Huo Feng actually asked her to buy a mobile phone worth a million dollars.

Nima is really poor and limits her imagination of mobile phones.

With millions of mobile phones, how could Huo Feng, a prodigal son, just throw them away.

Why didn't you just smash the vase out?

Can Xu Wensheng's head be compared with millions of mobile phones?

No, Nima!
Injure the enemy one hundred and self-injure one million.

Ma Dan, I'm going to die of anger.

This is his son, Ning Zaozao must beat him up violently.

But this guy is not his son, but his ancestor.

"come over."

"Huh?" She was the only one in the ward at the moment, and Ning Zaozao looked at Huo Feng suspiciously.

Huo Feng, are you talking to her?
She walked to the bed suspiciously.

"Honey, do you want to pee or poop?"

Huo Feng's face darkened slightly.

Ning Zao Zao didn't see him nodding, and saw his complexion was bad, thought he was embarrassed, and hurriedly added: "Husband, we are already husband and wife, it's fine."

It just so happened that she also really wanted to verify how Huo Feng's third leg was broken, so that he did such a frenzied thing.

Huo Feng pointed to a book on the bedside: "Read aloud."

Ning Zaozao: ...

What age is this, aren't they all audiobooks?

Artificial intelligence has degenerated a long time ago, why Huo Feng hasn't kept up with the pace of the times!
Ning Zaozao was filled with indignation.

But dare not raise objections.

She picked up the book on the table.

At first glance, it turned out to be a supernatural ghost story.

Huo Feng's hobbies are really special.

Ning Zaozao also likes to read novels.

But she is already an old driver on the novel road.

After reading countless novels, in the end, her taste evolved into meat//text.

When Ning Zaozao first opened the pages of the book, she was still thinking about such simple supernatural stories, it must be very boring.

However, as she read and read, she couldn't read any more.

"Cheng Sheng looked at the slender and white hands of the woman in front of him slowly taking off the coat from one shoulder, revealing a white and fragrant shoulder..."

Ning Zaozao slowed down his speech and glanced casually.

Suddenly Sparta.

Nima, the whole picture below is full of descriptions of river crabs.

Huo Feng, the big villain, was serious on the surface, but he didn't expect to read such a low-level book in private.

Simply, simply too fucking grounded.

However, an embarrassing thing came, next, to read or not to read?

Considering the misfortune of Huo Feng's broken third leg, Ning Zaozao hesitated for a moment, and resolutely read in a flat voice: "Three hundred words are omitted here."

Hua Luo sneaked a glance at Huo Feng, saw that Huo Feng had his eyes closed, expressionless, and didn't seem to notice that she had decided to omit a section of the eclectic description, so he was relieved.

So next, as long as this happens.

Ning Zaozao was serious: "Three hundred words are omitted here."

After reading several chapters, Ning Zaozao basically understood the supernatural story.

It is about a woman in ancient times who became pregnant as a widow and was drowned to death. She was full of grievances and grief. By chance, she was reborn in a new era. During the day, she was a heroic and neat little policeman. At night it is a skeleton of white bones.

 Huo Feng: There is no ***, let alone a million-dollar mobile phone, even a bald author, I can smash it
  Author: ......... Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

  


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