If you don't hang out with the villain after wearing the book, you will die

Chapter 65 Little milk dog

Zhang Xizhen was so angry that she couldn't catch her breath for a long time.

This daughter, how did this daughter learn such a bad word?

If you don't learn well everywhere, you will piss her off.

Ning Zaozao's mood was not affected by Zhang Xizhen's words.

In fact, she was looking forward to Zhang Xizhen going to find Huo Feng.

In this way, she can say "no divorce" and pretend to be the poorest victim while gaining freedom from Huo Feng and successfully embracing all kinds of fresh meat.

Nice to think about.

However, she felt that Zhang Xizhen didn't have the courage to go to Huo Feng.

It was also impossible for Ning Weiwei to jump into the pit of widowhood.

It's just talking to her when she's full and has nothing to do.

After returning home and broadcasting lunch live, Ning started to write plans early.

Those luxury goods of the original owner were sold second-hand for a lot of money.

She originally wanted to save money to buy a mobile phone for Huo Feng.

But now Huo Feng was nowhere to be seen.

She felt that she could use the money to invest in a studio first.

Wu Pingping was discharged from the hospital today, and was brought back by Xiao Huangmao.

Little Yellow Mao not only sent Wu Pingping back graciously, but also bought Wu Pingping a large bunch of flowers and a five-story cake to celebrate Wu Pingping's discharge from the hospital.

Ning Zaozao watched the two flirting with each other.

Really restless.

Hey, a single dog can't afford to be hurt.

When Little Huangmao reluctantly left, Wu Pingping raised eyebrows at Ning Zao, who was gloomy: "Do you want to taste the taste of little wolf dog?"

Ning Zao shook his head: "Not interested."

She still had a knife hanging around her neck.

No man on her lips is attractive.

When Huo Feng's crisis is resolved, let alone little wolf dogs, little milk dogs and little stray dogs, she has to taste them one by one.

Wu Pingping sighed: "An old man like Huo Feng is so dry, he doesn't like talking, and he has a bad temper. What's the difference between following him and carrying a bomb in his hand? I really can't understand you."

Ning Zaozao: ...It's because I have a bomb in my hand that I dare not act recklessly. If I blow myself up to death, it would be too unjust.

Wu Pingping sighed again, and excitedly said to Ning Zaozao: "My brother went to the hospital to see me today."

Ning Zaozao: ...

When Wu Pingping mentioned the Wu family, her heart skipped a beat.

It always feels like something bad is going to happen.

"My brother is getting engaged, so let me go home and help him take care of his new sister-in-law. Hey, my brother, it's rare for him to take care of him."

Ning Zao opened his mouth, but couldn't help it, and asked, "Then you want to go home?"

Wu Pingping was silent: "They are my parents. I grew up eating them, drinking them, and being raised by them. To be honest, my life is more delicate and nourishing than those girls around me. It's all thanks to them. Alas, there is no way in my life I can get rid of them."

Ning Zaozao felt that Wu Pingping was free and easy in everything, and never dragged her feet when dealing with anything. Only when it came to her family, her thoughts were very weak.

Of course, it may also be because of the brainwashing of the family since childhood.

Ning knew early on that her persuasion would not work with Wu Pingping.

Simply do not say much.

Anyway, Wu Pingping won't go back right away.

Zhang Xizhen4 called Ning Zaozao several times, but Ning Zaozao didn't answer.

Together with Wu Pingping, she studied the matter of opening a studio.

First, a company must be registered.

　Huo Feng: I don't even have a role today?I go!Who is the screenwriter, get out, you are looking for death, right? I won’t be screening my play today
　　The screenwriter ran over weakly: In order to let you eat meat, I can only let you recuperate for a day...

　　The berserk Huo Feng immediately beamed with joy: Good job, I'll treat you to dinner tonight, do you want donkey meat or lamb scorpion?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)