Chapter 1184: funeral

"Are you my wife?" Qian Damao asked in consternation. "How could you be my wife? I remember my wife is called Li Guihua, but it didn't look like you. Her body is like a pig. How could it be you?" ?"
Li Guihua snorted and said coquettishly: "Oh, husband, you really hate it. How could I look like a pig? If I really look like that, you will definitely not like me like now. . I am really Li Guihua."
Qian Damao swallowed and looked at the woman's appearance. Somewhere in his crotch was already hot and hot. Where else could he control whether this woman was Li Guihua?
Since she is willing to say that she is his wife, it could not be better.
"Wife?" Qian Dayao tentatively shouted.
The new Li Guihua nodded with a smile: ‘Hey, husband, why are you doing this today, it’s so strange, I don’t understand what I said, but...’
But what, this completely different Li Guihua hasn't finished speaking. He already rushed up according to the unbearable money, and took Li Guihua to kiss.
"Lying trough, this is fine. This beast, how could such a beautiful woman be his wife? By the way, she just said that she was Li Guihua? Convinced..."
"Upstairs, do you envy you? Do you think the boss of the magistrate let him enjoy it? You wait and see, and it's time for him to cry."
"But anyway, I still think... this is a riotous thing."
"Superficial man!"
The new Li Guihua smiled as if she was charming, as if Qian Damao was her favorite. I didn't feel anything uncomfortable or uncomfortable in being held by this fat pig. Instead, I took the initiative to hug Qian Daomao and exhaled in my mouth: "My husband... don't worry."
The more she was like this, Qian Damao became more excited, and the whole person seemed to be hit by chicken blood. With his hands up and down, the whole person seemed impatient, with no demeanor at all. He kept humming in his mouth, hoping that he could swallow the new Li Guihua into his stomach.
"Haha... Don't mess with your husband, there are others here."
other people? Qian Daomao, who was working hard, stopped the movement of his hand and looked around, but still did not see who the other person was in her mouth.
Li Guihua gently pushed away Qian Damao and appeared extremely embarrassed. He apologized and said to the surroundings: "I am really embarrassed. On such occasions, it is inappropriate for our couple to make such intimate and intimate actions. of."
Qian Damao was stunned and looked in the direction of Li Guihua's speech. The place where there was no one suddenly suddenly became vocal, and the violent music was sandwiched in a lively occasion. Just put the meaning.
It's just that where the black curtain and the still picture were placed before, but it was squeezed to the corner by the people who suddenly became more crowded, and Qian Damao could not clearly see who was on the picture.
"Wife, where are we?" Qian Damo asked suspiciously. He was so dazed now that he didn't even know what was going on.
Li Guihua gently patted Qian Damao's forehead: "Her husband, what are you thinking about? Isn't this the funeral you brought with me? Did you say you want to bring me to a funeral? I'm here now. Why would you ask me to come?"
"I brought you here?" Qian Damao asked, confused, "When did I bring you here, I don't remember anything at all, by the way, we shouldn't be in..."
Liu Guihua's slender fingers blocked Qian Damao's lips, preventing him from continuing to say, "Her husband, how can you say so much today? In fact, it doesn't matter who brings anyone, what matters is Today we must have fun."
Have fun at the funeral? Although Qian Damao has no heart, no lungs, and no human nature, but this common sense is still known, the funeral is a heavy and sad thing, and now it is enough to hold such a violent music in the bar, even asked to play Happy!
What exactly is going on? Is this his wife? What is going on, I remember my wife should be very ugly, and still so fat. Why is it so beautiful now, these people didn't appear just now, why now all of them suddenly appeared.
What is the situation with these people?
Qian Damao, who was full of question marks in his head, stood on the spot. The whole person was stunned, as if the soul had been drawn away.
"Husband, don't you love me anymore?" The new Li Guihua woke up Qian Damao, as if he was grievously grieved, with tears in his eyes, as if they would fall down at any time.
Qian Damao can clearly know in his head that this woman is not his wife, but in the face of this temptation, he still couldn't help saying: "How come, baby, I love you the most. "
He didn't know how many years he hadn't said such a love story, but now it's so smooth that he didn't even hesitate, as if he had said it countless times before.
Li Guihua's face started to look good, smiled and took Qian Damao's hand, and rushed into the crowd who didn't know when to start dancing.
Qian Damao did not know what dancing was in his life, but at this time, he became the protagonist of the entire dance floor. Everyone stopped because of him. After the song was finished, countless people applauded for them.
And these faces, whether male or female, Qian Damao can't see clearly, all of them are shrouded in a haze, or he has actually seen it clearly, but there is no way to remember it with his own brain.
Over time, Qian Damao became more and more adapted to this place, and there was nothing wrong with it.
While resting, he suddenly asked Li Guihua curiously: "Whose funeral is this?"
Li Guihua's face with a smile on her face can be gloomy, just like the weather in June, the previous moment was still scorching sun.
"Husband, what do you mean!" Although the husband is still called, the tone of Xin Li Guiping has become cold, and there is no tenderness at first.
Qian Damao looked at this new Li Guihua as if he was really angry and suddenly panicked. He hurriedly explained: "Wife, you..."
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