Vol 3 Chapter 86: Simiro for boys

Han Yingai returned home and found her aunt Han Han was looking at herself with a strange look-
"Aunt, why are you here today?" Han Yingai walked to her room. She wanted to brush her teeth. Similu was really unpalatable.
"Oh, it's okay, come and take a look ..." Han Han followed Han Ying'ai.
Despite her grievances, Han Yingai was still in a good mood, and she looked forward to telling him this next time when she met with Lee, and Lee would praise her.
So Han Yingai hummed and sang, shoved the toothbrush into the toothpaste box, and a piece of toothpaste like a caterpillar lay on the toothbrush.
"What kind of teeth are you brushing at this time?" Han Han asked doubtfully, "I just ate something unclean outside?"
"Eating Similu, I was sickened." Han Yingai said.
Similu ... Han Han suddenly remembered a novel I read yesterday, and the main character said that he had those things like Similu, like milk, Similu, yogurt and so on. The name of those dirty things.
Han Han got a call from her elder brother. She came to test the situation. Think about it, a man and a woman are dating in the car. The girl's hair is messy. When she comes back, she brushes her teeth and says she has eaten simiru.
Han Han's mind suddenly appeared the picture of Li Dao pressing Han Ying'ai's head under his body to enjoy. At the end, Han Ying'ai was disgusted, so Han Ying'ai came back to brush his teeth, and also said to eat sago.
Han Han can already be sure, and went out to call his brother.
"Brother, I'm sure. The relationship between Xiaoai and Li Rong has developed to a certain degree of intimacy." Han Han sighed. "She is brushing her teeth now."
"Brushing?" Han Wuyi did not respond for a while.
"Brother, don't pretend you don't understand. The first thing a girl and a man do when they come back from a date is brushing their teeth. What do you think you can do?" Han Han felt a bit difficult to tell.
Han Wu ’s hands were shaking, forcing him not to smash the phone, so his daughter was so bad? What the ... If it were a boyfriend with a daughter's righteousness, it wouldn't matter, but could Li Dawei treat his daughter as a girlfriend? What kind of character is Li Dawei, and is it possible that the third generation of the Li family will marry a triad leader?
But think about Li Rong and even Ma Shilong who wanted to fight and give up to his daughter, Han Wu ’s blood in his chest cooled down. He was no longer the man who called a few brothers to mention a knife and killed the family.
The most important thing is that Li did not seem to force his daughter, and Xiao Ai was still enjoying it. What should I do? Han Wu dropped the phone and sat in his BMW 760. Life was really helpless. He switched to a domestic car and felt uninterested in such a luxury car.
Han Han shouted a few words, but found that his elder brother did not answer, and hung up the phone, and returned to Han Yingai's room.
"Have you just gone out with Lee?" Han Han asked.
"It happened to happen." This is fate, and Han Yingai is a little proud. "Aunt, how do you know?"
"Oh, call your dad, and your dad said he met you." Han Han sat down with Han Ying'ai's arm, "how's the progress with Route Lee?"
"What, I have nothing with him." Han Ying love blushed, twisted her fingers, and regretted that she had denied it too quickly. She should be hesitant so that her aunt would continue to suspect that she had a relationship with Lee. Continue to say what makes Han Yingai throb.
"It's nothing, this blush." ​​Han Han did not disappoint Han Yingai, she didn't believe that Han Yingai and Lee did nothing, unless the mainstream consciousness in the society now thinks that girls eating men's simireau are like daily shaking hands. etiquette.
"It's nothing, he has a girlfriend, and you don't know." Han Yingai said bitterly.
"What does it matter to have a girl friend?" Han Han clapped Han Ying'ai's hand and said in a low voice. "Raw rice is used to cook mature rice. It is better to have children before An Zhishui."
"Aunt, what are you talking about!" After all, Han Yingai is an unmanned girl. Where she can stand so bold, she never thought of it at all, but she felt very happy with Li and did n’t even want to. The boyfriend who went to grab An Zhishui was astonished by the words said by her aunt.
"There are two ways to keep a man, one is a child and the other is a woman's body. You think about it yourself." Han Han also felt that she couldn't be rushed. She was also thinking about the Han family. Han Han had bigger ambitions than his older brother. Since Lee is the third generation of the Lee family, if Han Yingai can conceive him of a child, will the Lee family have elderly people? The old people are very valued for their blood descendants. Maybe this will allow Han Yingai to enter the Li family. In this way, the Han family and the Li family may marry. Maybe they can take the opportunity to get rid of the Ma family's power and establish their own doors.
"Aunt, where do you know these messy things, you still have to find a boyfriend to marry yourself, and you will become an old girl." Han Yingai did n’t want to listen to her aunt, and she was n’t married when she was so old. No authority.
"Dead boy, I need you to worry about it." Han Han sighed. "You're grown up, you're terrible, don't listen to your aunt, do you think this aunt is not important?"
"How come, Xiao Ai is the rarest aunt." Han Yingai giggled and kissed Han Han.
Han Han also laughed, and suddenly remembered something, which was disgusting all of a sudden, and quickly went to wash his face.
Watching her aunt leaving, Han Yingai started preparing for her late homework. An Zhishui was about to come.
Han Yingai looked at the twisted English letters and wanted to sleep, and then An Zhishui came.
An Zhishui came early because I had an appointment to have tea together in the afternoon and did not start my homework until late.
"Today we drink Pu'er tea." An Zhishui said to Ben.
"Pu'er tea is drink by middle-aged and old man. I have breast tea here, I heard it is very effective." Han Yingai introduced.
An Zhishui looked down at his chest, breast enhancement? She never needed it, as if Han Yingai didn't need it.
"That's all hormones," An Zhishui said uneasily, and looked at Han Yingai's chest again. "How big do you want?"
"As big as you." Han Yingai is still a little smaller than An Zhishui, although he is bigger than most girls, but Han Yingai's comparison target is of course An Zhishui, a girl with a perfect figure. The average person is not in her eyes.
"No ... I feel so heavy, and sometimes I want to stay on the table." An Zhishui admired Han Yingai, she felt a little tall, Han Yingai's figure best met An Zhishui's expectations, not so tall, not so Big.
"Are you bigger?" Looking at An Zhishui taking off his jacket, there was a thin black undershirt inside, Han Yingai asked suspiciously.
"No." An Zhishui quickly covered her and blushed. Of course, she had passed the developmental stage, but she heard recently that she was touched more by boys and would grow up.
"It must be big," Han Yingai said, pointing to An Zhishui's chest. "I don't believe you take it off and see."
"Ah ... I won't play this with you." An Zhishui didn't do it. He was teased by plums like this, and admitted with a blush. "Okay, okay, it's bigger."
"Why did you grow up and mine didn't grow up? I still drink breast tea." Han Yingai thought it was too unfair.
Of course, An Zhishui will not tell Han Ying-ai about the reason for Lee ’s route, but he secretly swears that he ca n’t always rub Lee ’s chest with him, or it will be seen by Han ’s love again, that ’s not good.
"Have you ever done that kind of thing with Lee?" Han Yingai remembered what her aunt said to herself today.
"What's the matter?" If An Zhishui hadn't quite understood it before, but of course now she understands it, but she pretended not to understand it, but she still blushed with guilty conscience.
"That's the kind of thing that men and women can do." Han Yingai said very well.
"I ... I'm still ... I'm still a virgin." I feel that the word is hard to hear, but An Zhishui feels that this is not to deceive her friends, and she answers the question and speaks the truth.
"We are all traditional girls." Han Yingai nodded solemnly. The word "tradition" has been highly praised and recognized by the current girls. "The next time I saw Murong Xue, she changed men Friends, I have seen a dozen or so, and I do n’t know how many.

"Don't play with that kind of people, I hate them very much." An Zhishui knew this Murong Xue. Although the snow symbolizes purity, Murong Xue's snow is the one that was pushed by the bus.
"I don't like her too. But she always shows me her boyfriend, saying that she is the son of a provincial and ministerial official, the illegitimate son of a real estate agent, and the young president of a group." Han Yingai was not comfortable. Said plainly, although Han Ying'ai didn't feel how good her boyfriends were, but others had boyfriends to show off, but she didn't, she was weak, and she always felt a little worse.
"It's boring." An Zhishui said with some guilty conscience, in fact, sometimes she also wanted to show off Li Rong, the girls are like this. If they really like their boyfriend, they will always be proud of him and feel that they are with him. There was a feeling of getting a hundred points on the exam.
"You do me a favor, okay?" Han Yingai thought for a moment, and said it indifferently.
"You said." An Zhishui said without hesitation, helping friends is right.
"The next time Murong Xue comes to show off her boyfriend, find Li Rong to pretend to be my boyfriend and hit her." Han Yingai saw An Zhishui's unexpected expression, and said quickly: "I don't think it's appropriate ... Still count I will not see Murong Xue anymore. "
"I have nothing to do with it ..." An Zhishui also waved his hand. "I didn't mean that, but now it seems that many people know that Lee is my boyfriend and will be exposed."
"That's it," Han Yingai said frustrated.
"Next time, I will help you to ask him if he can do anything about it." An Zhishui didn't want to disappoint his friends, and thought that Li could definitely do something about it.
"Why don't we pretend to be gay?" Han Yingai thought again.
"Well ..." An Zhishui couldn't help but laugh out loud. "How is this? You can't hit Murong Xue like this, so stupid how do you think about it?"
Han Yingai felt so defeated that she was actually scolded by An Zhishui.