Feng Mang

Wang Zhongding didn't make any comment, just looked at him like that, his expression was beyond description.

Han Dong raised his eyebrows intoxicatedly and gave out an evil and perverted laughter, "Ha ha ha ha ... terrible?" To be honest, if Han Dong opened his eyes, Wang Zhongding might be stimulated by his shameless behavior.

But now that Han Dong closed his eyes, the kind of evil charm and madness he wanted to perform, accidentally became a wretched blind man.

Wang Zhongding laughed somehow, not even he himself.

Later Wang Zhongding thought again: Now that he can talk to him in this way, why not ask why he stole food? May be able to tell the truth at this time.

So he tried to say again, "Why do you eat in the middle of the night?"

"Han Dong said.

Wang Zhongding was puzzled. "Isn't it easier to grow meat at night?" "You are so funny, but not really, how can you grow meat?" Han Dong gulped again.

Wang Zhongding heard this time. Han Dong was losing weight, so he hid things and forced himself to diet.

So he asked again, "What are you doing to lose weight?" Han Dong said without raising his head, "I must lose weight so that the grandson surnamed Wang can die!" "The grandson surnamed Wang" has nothing. He said he got up and went to the kitchen. When he returned, he had something in his hand and smashed it in front of Han Dong.

"What's this?" "Flapjack!" Han Dong wiped his mouth contentedly, and stood up from the chair.

Wang Zhongding originally planned to wait for Han Dong to finish eating, and asked him why he didn't want to sign the contract. As a result, he went to the bathroom and the returning person disappeared, leaving only a table with empty cans.

Wang Zhongding remembered that the sleepwalking was a symbolic wish compensation. When sleepwalkers were satisfied, they would return to their bed, and the process lasted no more than an hour.

Calculating by this standard, Han Dong should no longer mess around.

In this case, there is a chance to ask again ... Wang Zhongding thought.

After finishing the garbage on the table and working for a while, Wang Zhongding returned to the bedroom to rest.

Because there are decorative lights on the balcony, they are lit every night, which is enough to maintain the basic visibility of the bedroom.

So Wang Zhongding habitually took off his clothes and went to bed without turning on the lights.

As a result, as soon as he lay down, Wang Zhongding was acutely aware that the depression of the bed was incorrect.

Was about to turn over, suddenly a hot body entangled.

Han Dong has a principle. He knows what mistakes can be made and what mistakes cannot be made.

For example, the mistake of going to the wrong bed can be made occasionally, but the mistake of sleeping without taking off clothes must be resolutely avoided! Apart from how disgusting Wang Zhongding is with naked body contact, let's say that Han Dong's mouthful of meat is enough to make him intolerable.

However, Han Dong was so tired and cramped. Everyone loves to sleep in a stove in winter. He is better, and he especially likes the cold "special constitution".

And whispered, "I am full of gas today!" "..." At half past three in the morning, Wang Zhongding would get up again and pack away an **** who actively climbed to bed! For nothing else, just for my poor sleep time.

If Han Dongzhen is really awake, let alone say that he will stage a narcissistic show that turns his face into a blind face, anyway, Wang Zhongding will definitely take in the remaining two or three hours.

During the "packaging" process, Wang Zhongding's eyes were inevitably "raped" by Han Dong's two long legs.

Wang Zhongding is an atheist and never believes in fate, but today he has to grit his teeth in his heart: God! You give such a stunning body to such a thing, how can you bear it? !! !! !!