"You are so beautiful, you are so beautiful, you are so beautiful"

Zhang Yuanqing lay down on the bed amidst the singing of "beautiful, beautiful and beautiful", thinking about the content of the conversation with the old clapper.

Time passed quietly, and after an unknown amount of time, he heard a "bang" on the anti-theft door, followed by his aunt's voice like a silver bell:

"Mom, is your evil animal back today?"

"Yu'er is back, the beast is worshiping God in the room!"

Grandma is also a bad mouth.

My aunt let out a crisp "Oh", and a few seconds later, the bedroom door was pushed open roughly with a "bang".

The Elvis speaker immediately stopped singing "beautiful beauty".

Lying flat on the bed, Zhang Yuanqing turned his head and looked towards the door. He saw his aunt who had been away for many days. Her hair was carefully groomed, slightly fluffy and loose, with curls at the ends, which set off her round face.

She was wearing beige high-waist casual pants, a white printed three-quarter-sleeve women's T-shirt, flat sandals, and a small black bag on her shoulder.

Although she is 25 years old, she abruptly made her look like a girl next door.

My aunt stood at the door and looked at it for a few seconds, rolled her eyes, and said with disgust on her face:

"Unclean!"

"What?" Zhang Yuanqing didn't respond.

The aunt threw away her bag, ran to the bed in two or three steps, performed the martial arts moves she used to learn from TV dramas, bowed and lowered her waist, and slashed at her nephew's head with a knife, angrily said:

"Unclean!"

Zhang Yuanqing understood, she was disgusted with the fact that she got a girlfriend.

"An unclean person, an unclean person." The aunt maintained a lunge posture, and cut down with a "dongdong" with the knife.

Your f*cking Zhang Yuanqing was hit by a good knife, flew into a rage, straightened his waist and abdomen, spread his legs to clamp the slender waist of my aunt, turned around again, and "show off" her on the bed.

Zhang Yuanqing turned over and sat up, his buttocks sank to Jiang Yuer's round buttocks, like Wu Song beating a tiger, and said:

"Jiang Yuer, since you are aggressive, don't blame my nephew for me to attack you."

Jiang Yuer was pinned on the bed with her waist straight, but she couldn't overturn her nephew. Fortunately, she had long legs, and she slapped her legs vigorously, attacking her nephew with "slaps" with her heels.

Zhang Yuanqing said helplessly:

"I've been out on missions for the past three days, and my girlfriend and everything are all lying to grandma."

As soon as Jiang Yuyi heard it, he stopped attacking, and his eyes lit up:

"Do a task? What task, tell me quickly."

Of course Zhang Yuanqing couldn't tell her, so he hummed:

"You are an ordinary person, how can you know the important affairs of the country, don't ask more questions."

Upon hearing this, my aunt kicked back and started attacking with a patter.

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