One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband Chapter 23: I want to disgust and disgust you

Nalan Xiner sat in Yao Dazhuang's car, looked at Lan Zhirou's well-behaved and sensible look, and followed Lan Zijun into the Porsche in front.

It seems to be to show off. Along the way, Lan Zhirou and Lan Zijun said something in the back seat of the car, with a reddish face on the side, smiling sweetly, and even hugging Lan Zijun while smiling. The neck kissed his cheek.

A coquettish, intimate.

The driver Yao Dazhuang sighed: "The relationship between father and daughter is really good! The master said just now that he will take Miss Rouer to buy a dictionary in person later, tsk tsk!"

Nalan Xiner looked coldly at Lan Zhirou's soft pretentiousness through the car window, listening to Yao Dazhuang's sarcastic boast, tightly pinching the dictionary in her hand that was broken and lost its thread.

If you were in your previous life and saw this disgusting scene, you would definitely be angry and lose your temper, right? Maybe I will get out of the car in a fit of anger, and I will simply not go to school today, truancy!

But the current self, watching with a cold eye, only felt that Lan Zhirou was hypocritical, and Lan Zijun was just casually perfunctory. buy a dictionary? That's right, Lan Zhirou's copy was broken yesterday, and I'm definitely going to buy a new one today. This is just a good-faced Lan Zijun, showing his father's love and satisfying his vanity. How many are there? Sincerely?

What's more, my sister won't be angry for a slut, and she plans to make the **** disgusting!

Nalan Xiner sat motionless in the back seat, with the air of a calm young lady.

Elegant and calm.

Yao Dazhuang secretly took a few glances in the rearview mirror: When did Miss Straw Bag become so calm? Weird, so weird!

As he was thinking, the car in front stopped, and Yao Dazhuang quickly braked to stop.

Lan Zijun got out of the car, held Lan Zhirou's hand, and walked to the roadside stationery store.

In the early morning, the commercial plaza was not open for business. Only this kind of roadside shop opened early. After walking two or three times, I finally found the dictionary in a teaching assistant shop.

Lan Zhirou held the dictionary and sweetly poured a lot of sweet soup for Lan Zijun.

Lan Zijun seldom spends time with his children, and occasionally enjoys family happiness like this. It feels good. The corners of his lips are slightly raised. He is walking out of the store, but he is stopped by a little boy who sells newspapers.

"Sir, buy the newspaper, buy the newspaper! Freshly released morning paper!" The boy desperately stuffed the newspaper into Lan Zijun's hand.

Lan Zijun was wearing a high-end suit, for fear of being smeared with lead paint on the dirty newspaper, he said in a bad mood: "Don't buy it! Go away!"

He doesn't even bother to pretend to be gentle when dealing with such inferior people.

Lan Zhirou also waved her hand: "We don't need newspapers, thank you!"

But the little boy was very persistent: "Aiya, sir, this is not an ordinary newspaper. Let me tell you quietly, there are Liuhe~ Cai Cai Jing! Tonight's special code exclusive news! By the way, there are also gossips about wealthy families. , I'm so excited!" As he said that, he kept stuffing newspapers into Lan Zijun's arms.

Lan Zijun pushes out in displeasure. The colorful newspaper is turned over, and a full-page oversized photo suddenly catches his eye. It is—

He was dumbfounded for a moment, then suddenly grabbed the newspaper, shook it away and took a closer look, almost fainting out of breath!

Who, who leaked the photos from last night? !

Damn! Is it still printed in this kind of market tabloid, making it all over the street? !

Lan Zijun tore the newspaper three times and two times, and then he was still angry, grabbed all the newspapers from the little boy's hands, and threw them into the trash can!

Lan Zhirou was stunned. She didn't know why her father, who had always been gentle and kind outside, seemed to be going crazy.

In order to show her gentleness and sensibleness, she stared at a pair of innocent eyes and persuaded: "Dad, don't be angry with your body..."

Before the words were finished, Lan Zijun, who was in a fit of rage, turned around and gave her two slaps: "It's all your good deeds! Disgraceful and thrown outside! Go home and reflect on it!"

Lan Zhirou's face that had just subsided, immediately became red and swollen again!

The fire is burning, painful!