Number 1 Scandalous Queen

"Baby, I want my brother to marry you."

Xia Weibao, "..."

Does she want to thank the vixen for helping her with it?

"Shanshan, I'm actually married..."

"what?!"

Lu Huashan was shocked, "Are you married?"

"Well, our business...hidden marriage...you know..."

Lu Huashan's heart was broken, "Baby, who are you married to?"

"Just one... ordinary person."

Anyway, she was going to get a divorce, and she didn't want people to know her relationship with Lu Hualiang.

When she hung up the phone, Lu Huashan felt she had nothing to love.

My brother got married, and the idol got married.

She is destined not to be the idol's sister-in-law.

Suddenly it felt painful to be alive.

Xia Weibao looked at the lost game, desperate.

It was just at the moment of the final defense, Lu Huashan killed her in a single call.

What broke her even more was that she was reported, and some people said that she deliberately gave away the head.

I can't see the face of the empress empress.

Is it her fault not to play? Is it her fault to run out and be killed!

The more I play, the worse, I really want to find a master to teach it.

In the next room, Lu Hualiang was standing on the balcony holding a glass of red wine, turning his head to look at the master bedroom next to him.

The more I thought about it, the darker his complexion became. Sure enough, Yang Li was unreliable. If you want to move back to the master bedroom, you still have to look at yourself!

The next day, Boss Lu, who has always been known as a workaholic, rarely got off work early and left at four o'clock to go to a private gym.

Continue to work out for two hours, sweating all over.

Then a bucket of ice water was poured down, and it was very cold.

After soaking in ice water for half an hour, he returned home palely.

When I got home, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

Entering the door and seeing Xia Weibao sitting in the living room playing games, Lu Hualiang's originally ugly face is even more ugly.

With a cold snort, he directly ignored Xia Weibao, passed her without squinting, and then went upstairs.

Xia Weibao shuddered, turned his head and glanced at his back, wondering why there was a chill in this person.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Mr. Lu's thoughts were finally in vain, and he got a high fever as he wished.

It burned to forty degrees, and the three souls of Fubo lost their seven souls.

Go to the hospital quickly.

However, Lu Hualiang refused to go, instead calling Xia Weibao.

He used this kind of painful trick, not to go to the hospital.

Isn't she good at medicine, just let her take care of him.

In this way, moving back to the master bedroom is logical.

Uncle Fu had no choice but to knock on Xia Weibao's door.

The queen empress is beating the king to kill the Quartet, and she is about to hack a person to death.

At this moment, the door was knocked, she lost her mind and was hacked to death.

Xia Weibao, "..."

Seeing the hanging screen, I suddenly felt desperate.

Then angrily ran to open the door, and squirted Fober with all his face.

Fubo is ashamed, your husband is almost burnt into a fool, and he is still playing games, so he is not afraid of being a widow.

"Mrs. Young, sir is sick, let you go and have a look."

"Sick? What kind of disease, brain damage."

Wasn't Lu Hualiang always mentally disabled? What's the use of finding her? Go to a mental hospital for a few days.

The environment is not bad, can be a holiday.

It's that the mad neighbor next door is not very friendly and likes to cut people with a knife.

Fubo wiped the sweat, "Mr. has a fever."

Xia Weibao was startled, really sick?

So she hurried over to take a look, God, a fever of forty degrees!