The drama green tea is targeted by the sick man

Chapter 38 Being the boss in the mental hospital (38)

Seeing that the teardrops in the little girl's eyes were uncontrollable like a kite with a broken string, Han Anran's head was covered with black threads.

She was speechless, how could one be bloodier than the other?

Is there anything more bloody than these in this plane?

There will never be a lack of gossip, of course, these are things to come.

"Oh, don't cry! What's the use of crying? You can't cry people to death, but you are ugly enough to die!"

Han Anran raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the little girl's face with a look of impatience. What's the use of crying when he meets a scumbag, and he can't let the scumbag be inhumane for the rest of his life!

After Han Anran finished speaking, he found that the little girl was crying more and more aggrieved, and Han Anran, annoyed, picked up the dirty bucket next to her and handed it to her.

This is probably the sanitary bucket left by the cleaning aunt, and the dirty water in it has not been poured out.

The little girl looked at Han Anran with red eyes and a confused face, not understanding what she meant.

Han Anran wanted to help her forehead. It seemed that this little girl had been carefully raised and brought up, and she was inexperienced in the world.

"Pour this bucket of water into that small toilet room. This is the result of the hard work of the cleaning lady for a long time. It can't be wasted. This thing should be used against adulterers to complete it. Mission, understand?"

The words are so clear, if you don't understand, she won't meddle in other people's business.

Sure enough, what kind of wedding will have what kind of bad people and bad things.

The little girl walked in with a pail, only to find that she was not tall enough and looked at Han Anran anxiously.

Han Anran was speechless, well, it was her fault.

Wearing high heels, Han Anran poured the water down without any effort.

The inside has already reached a white-hot stage, and when it will be finished soon, it is suddenly doused with a smelly water and then wiped out.

"what!!!"

A scream resounded throughout the bathroom, Han Anran raised his hand and silently picked out the cochlea to get rid of the lingering sound.

She was almost deaf from the sharp cry, why is this woman's voice so loud?

There was a rustling sound from inside before the door opened.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw two people standing outside the door, both of them were beauties.

The man saw that one of them was pale, and the yellow-brown sewage slid down his fair face.

Goosebumps appeared on Han Anran's body, it was so disgusting.

"Xiao, Xiaowei, why are you here? You, you listen to my explanation..."

The lack of confidence made Han Anran want to laugh, what the hell is he going to explain even if he jumped into the Yellow River?
With contemptuous eyes, she crossed her arms and watched how he argued, if this could turn things around, she called Han Anran Mu Shiyu's father!

The man saw Xiao Weiken and listened to his explanation that he wanted to reach out and hold her hand with deep affection, but the little girl avoided him, like a virus, for fear that if he touched it, he would die.

The man's face was embarrassed, he couldn't care about anything else, and said affectionately: "Xiaowei, I am not what you think with her."

"us…"

"What's that like? I can't watch this 'passion' if I'm not here, heh!" Grandma's baby voice was full of indifference.

Yo~ I'm still a little girl.

"This woman seduces me, so I can't control it... We have been talking about the platonic love for so many years. I am helpless, but I love you Xiaowei."

Putting himself aside completely, Han Anran would be totally overwhelmed by these words!

She has lived for so long, and she has never met such a thick-skinned person, and she is really an expert in explaining the reasons why she can't control her lower body so high-soundingly.

It seems that this has been done a lot, and practice makes perfect, and the face is thicker than the city wall.

Thinking of this, Han Anran laughed aloud. Seeing that they all looked at her, he apologized and added the knife: "The young man is really eloquent, and he has a bright future."

The corners of Fu Yuwei's mouth curled into a sarcasm, and the coldness in her eyes was as piercing as ice scum: "Yes, Wen Xing is from the debate team. If you don't know how to speak, you won't be able to coax people around."

Fu Yuwei satirized Wen Xing mercilessly, and Wen Xing was angry when he saw that there was no room for her to hold back.

"Fu Yuwei, don't pretend to be aloof with me here, even a man can't stand it if I haven't held hands with you once in our relationship for a year."

"I see that you look innocent on the surface, but you don't know that you are more flirtatious than those women under traffic lights!"

Wen Xing's words became worse and worse, and Fu Yuwei trembled with anger.

Han Anran took a step forward and raised his hand to slap him. At the end, he said something that could kill his anger: "Your mouth is a little weak, even my hand can't stand it. Don't mind if your hand slips."

There was a coquettish smile on his face with exquisite makeup, but his eyes were full of coldness as he looked at Wen Xing as if he were looking at a dead person.

Wen Xing originally felt pity for the beauty, but he couldn't bear the face of being beaten in front of so many people, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

"Bitch!"

With a loud shout, he raised his hand and was about to hit Han Anran, but there was no pain from the strong palm on his face after waiting for a long time.

The waist was clamped and turned around, and the familiar cologne scent in the breath made Han Anran relieved for a while.

"Ah~" Han Anran felt pain when he heard the painful cry.

"You, find, die!" The destructive breath that seemed to come from hell shook the whole body of the people present, and the coolness spread from the soles of the feet to the whole body, as if entering a refrigerator.

[Ding~ The blackening value of the strategy character has increased by 20, and the current blackening value is 94. 】

Han Anran's whole body went limp and he supported Mu Shiyu's hand so as not to slip down. The feeling of returning to the pre-liberation overnight made her unlovable.

Wen Xing took a few steps back with fear on his broken wrist, and the girls behind him were forced to have nowhere to go.

"Ayu, calm down! He's too dirty to deserve your hands!"

Han Anran tightly hugged his heart that wanted to strangle Wen Xing to death, it was really hard for her, even doing a good deed would step on thunder.

Mu Shiyu tilted his head and glanced at Han Anran's delicate face with chilly eyes, and his arms around her waist tightened a bit, as if trying to strangle her to death.

"The lady is right. There is no need for this gentleman to dirty his hands for this kind of person. There are many other methods..."

Fu Yuwei persuaded Mu Shiyu not to be afraid, she was not pleading for Wen Xing, for a person like him, living in this world is a waste of air.

Hearing Fu Yuwei's words, Wen Xing thought she still cared about him, so he smiled at her.

The pride in his eyes is really speechless, why is he so ordinary yet so confident?

The woman behind him tugged at the hem of his clothes, signaling that she was jealous.

Wen Xing hurriedly coaxed her a few words before she calmed down willingly.

Seeing the things going on here for too long, the people who came to the bathroom looked inside curiously and started chattering.

Among them was Fu Yuwei's mother. Seeing that something was wrong with her daughter, she worriedly asked, "Xiaowei, what happened?" Ji Yu squeezed in front of Fu Yuwei from the crowd.

Seeing his daughter's eyes red like a rabbit, and seeing Wen Xing and the woman behind him in ragged clothes and affectionate eyes, his eyes turned cold.

"Let's go, your dad is waiting for us outside, go back and tell your dad about it."

Ji Yu ignored Wen Xing, so many people came to watch them like monkeys, what is it like?
(End of this chapter)