Doomsday Sanctuary

These four women are not others. They are Yu Shujie, Liu Bingyu, Ning Nan and Ye Lu. They were excited to greet Di Ping when they heard Di Ping's return, but they ran into Yue with Luo Hongyuan and his party before they reached the door. Lie, I heard that it was the friend Di Ping had brought back, so he had to stop and take a few people to settle down. This missed the time to meet Di Ping.

When the four girls settled down, Luo Hongyuan and the others hurriedly greeted them. They just ran into Di Ping and his party at the gate of the castle, so they hurriedly saluted in unison.

It's just that they ignored their own lethality, and four people appeared at the same time. You must know that these four women are the goddesses of all male compatriots in the castle. If it is not rumored that these are the dishes of the city lord, the people who pursue them must be out of the second mile To go.

"Tsk tusk! The charm of the city lord is different!" Han Zhongguo exclaimed with a look of envy and jealousy: "I'm old Han, I want to..."

"What happened back then?" A cold woman's voice came from behind everyone.

Old Han seemed to be electrocuted, his old face suddenly changed, his smile disappeared suddenly, and he became serious at an unbelievable speed: "Think how dedicated I was back then..."

"Oh!" A cold snort came from the cold voice again: "Then I want to find a chance to ask how dedicated I was back then..."

At this time, a plump and dignified woman in her forties walked from behind the crowd with a cold face. Bingyan only glanced at Han Zhongguo, who was freezing there, and then a smile appeared on her face and looked towards Di Ping: "City Lord you are back?"

"Sister Han is good!" Di Ping hurriedly smiled when he saw this woman.

This woman is not someone else. It is Han Zhongguo’s wife Liu Shufen. Di Ping has also met her a few times. This is a very connotative woman. You can see good cultural education in every gesture. She can go to the kitchen under the hall, no matter when They are not rushed nor slow, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

She is definitely a good woman with perfect personality. Even Di Ping admires the good life of Lao Han, but there are always shortcomings. The only shortcoming is to call Lao Han a tight?

Don't look at Lao Han's majesty outside. He is usually five people at home, but when his wife gets angry, he immediately becomes a little cat.

Looking at this time, Lao Han looked like a tiger and a cat, with a sad expression on his face, looking at his wife in embarrassment, with pleading expressions in his eyes.

"Haha..."

Everyone in Zaisheng couldn’t help haha, even Di Ping smiled, remembering that he was still blowing the air before, coughing at home like thunder, but now it’s like a cucumber. Old Han couldn’t help but laugh. stand up.

Yu Shujie's four daughters even chuckled, covering their mouths. Even Ning Nan, who has always been glamorous, couldn't help it, covering her red lips and her pretty eyes into a seam, and her shoulders kept shaking.

"What a laugh! Old Han is loving his wife, don’t you understand?" As a result, with this smile, Lao Han stopped doing it, and immediately stared at him. He pushed Lu Guoliang, who was smiling on his side, leaned forward and back together. Roared around his neck.

"Haha! Old Han, I finally convinced you today!" Lu Guoliang staggered back two steps, before standing still, he stretched out his thumbs with admiration and laughed wildly: "I can't compare you with your face. !"

"Bah!" Liu Shufen finally lost her face, blushing, and angrily whitened Lao Han: "It's not ashamed to be too old!"

"Hey!" Old Han didn't care, he seemed to look at his wife even more triumphantly, "Let's be love, let them envy you!"

"Get out! You shameless old man, go back and clean up you!" Liu Shufen could no longer stand, scolded Lao Han, turned and ran away blushing.

"Haha..."

Everyone was laughing and happily now, Di Ping almost laughed out of tears, this old Han is really the best, and the four daughters of Yu Shujie smiled even more and squatted on the ground without regard to the image.