Doomsday Pavilion

In the following days, Jiang Ziwei stood on the toilet as if sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, not afraid to command if he was in danger, and soon resolved the Jiang family's crisis.

In fact, it is not a crisis at all, but embarrassment at best.

After all, the Jiang family is a family of well-known merchants, and all of your colleagues are all messing around on the land of Mingguang, which is a little bit larger. You said you got something thief, and everyone opened and closed their eyes as if they didn’t see it. It's over, you got such a weird controlled item, and then it was discovered, it's very unsound.

Is it hypocritical?

Are you ashamed?

Eliminate the impact and save Face. By the way, the source crystal of the garrison of the Scientific Research Institute of the Commission is collected. The Jiang family is still the fat and oily Jiang family, and the waist is still very straight.

But what is strange is that for seven days, only a series of orders were passed down from the study, but no one in the Jiang family had ever seen Jiang Zihuan himself.

The eighth day.

Jiang Da Miss was only wearing a thin coat, her cheeky shoulders and the slightly fat belly of a baby fell outside, and she started to roll on the bed with her legs up.

"Ahhhhh, why are you getting fat again... ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, how can people see people in the future!"

Jiang Nv kicked her white jade-like feet and cried madly.

Then, Miss Big's misty eyes rolled,

"Um...hungry..."

Jiang Nv turned around and turned over, rummaging around in the messy bedroom that seemed to have been ransacked. Finally, under the cover of a few underwear socks and a large number of snack bags, she found out a pack of unopened Jin Kee dried beef. .

"Ha, sure enough!!"

Kam Kee is the largest snack shop in Mingguang, and it is very popular among big girls and young wives. The business is so good that it explodes. It is said that a new threshold will be replaced every three days.

Even with the identity of Miss Jiang, he can only send someone to line up to buy.

If a woman doesn't go to the supermarket, her life's fun will be reduced by half.

The snacks that others line up to buy, how can there be the fragrance of their own?

However, the identity of Miss is like this. Her fat dad would not allow her to be onlookers in front of the snack shop every day.

Others just look at her more, ginger Fatty feels painful as if the meat has been gouged out.

...

Kum Kee’s beef jerky is brightly orange and red in color, with no condiments on the surface, but it is full of fragrant and refreshing in the mouth.

With the slivers of sweetness and spicy, people can't stop eating and want to eat it, every bit of beef is exquisite, and you can even see the burrs on the meat and hear the crisp sound of fiber breaking when it is torn.

"Click"

The door was pushed open, and the visitor took a deep breath.

"Nanny, can't you girl clean up the own room? I'm so lazy, the dignified Miss Jiang family, what kind of like...every day except for madness and trouble, there is not a little girly appearance, all old Shang is used to of!"

Jiang Nu didn't look back, she moved a few pieces of beef jerky into her mouth quickly, and muttered vaguely.

"Grandpa Shang is the best to me...Why don't I be diligent? Look at these bags on the ground, but I eat them all by myself, I'm not diligent!"

"..."

The visitor had no tricks, so he could only reach out and clean the house, picking up clothes and snack bags on the floor.

"Smelly girl, why don't you let someone else clean your room?"

Female Jiang hummed with a smile on her face.

"This is the boudoir of Miss Ben, how can outsiders come in casually, and where do you put Miss Face..."

"Yes, yes, yes, wait for daddy to find you a son-in-law, I think you girl let the son-in-law enter your boudoir!"

Jiang Nu turned her head back and scolded,

"Dad, what are you talking about..."

Jiang Da Miss's eyes solidified, and she backed desperately, clutching her coat.

"Ah! Who are you, how did you come in, why do you have the same voice as my dad... come here... help... Someone wants to assault Ben Miss... you, don't come over , I am the Awakener, very, very powerful!"

Jiang Da Miss shrank to the side of the bed, and covered the bed sheet with a slender little finger, which burst into a hazy white light like a demonstration.

To prove that she didn't lie, she was really a "powerful" awakener.

Jiang Ziwei almost laughed in anger.

"Smelly girl, what are you ranting, daddy is not Jiang Ziwei, can you walk in so swaggeringly?"

Jiang Da Miss stuck out half of his face from the quilt,

"Really, really?"

Jiang Ziwei patted his belly habitually, but he patted his belly empty.

"Huh? What's the matter..."

Jiang Zihuan looked down and couldn't help but explode.

"Fuck you mother!"

What did he see? Are those two things his shoe uppers? !

That's it. Snitch was hired. Someone stole his stomach while he was squatting in the toilet!

Jiang Ziwei took three steps and ran to the floor-to-ceiling mirror in Jiang Nu's room in two steps.

I saw that the man standing in front of the mirror was wearing a nightgown loosely draped over his body, and even his belt was hanging to one side, as ridiculous as a child wearing an adult's clothes.

His complexion was pale, and his eyes were sunken and bloodshot, and he looked very embarrassed.

Jiang Ziwei took a deep breath, then, where's my... meat? ?

This time, Jiang Nu confirmed that this is her father.

"Dad, don't tell me, after you lose weight, you are really a bit...emmmmm, ugly and cute."

Jiang Zihuan wrote a big embarrassment on his face.

"Dad, I haven't seen people for a few days, so I made up my mind to lose weight. How did you lose it? Tell them that they have gained 70% more weight recently!"

As he said, he opened the bed sheet to show Jiang Zixia her little belly in vain, with a sad expression on his face.

What can Jiang Ziwei say? I can't say that he squatted on the toilet in the study for seven days, even his mother's food was eaten on it!

That kind of pain like knotting in the intestines all over the body, think about it...what shit 7-day slimming soup, at the root is Qibu Duanchang San.

Jiang Ziwei frowned and looked at the person in the mirror. Apart from the slightly loose skin and excessive paleness, his tall and well-proportioned skeleton, especially those piercing eyes and thick, flying, unruly eyebrows, were really very impressive. Handsome.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and said proudly,

"Hey, when Daddy was young, it was like this."

Comrade Jiang Mingzhu's eyes lit up, Eight Trigrams said,

"Dad, how did you get fat... is fat inherited? I don't want to be like you in the future..."

Jiang Zilan's face turned black.

"What nonsense... I'm so upset because your mother was too sad and too upset. Your dad is infatuated with your mom. After your mom left, I didn't want to eat. .."

Miss Jiang made a face,

"Slightly, don't you want to breathe with long fleshy pain? Don't think of it as this university Miss doesn't know that there will always be some weird sounds in the study..."

"..."

Rao was Jiang Zihuan's ups and downs in the shopping mall for many years, and his face was flushed with blood. He said a few words casually and left in a hurry when no one could understand it.

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