The Man Who Married a Tyrant [Book Wearing][MTL]

Extra 6(Two Worlds)

He Zheng pulled the zipper tightly all of a sudden, Fang Tianzhuo checked him from side to side, He Zheng was angry and asked fiercely, "Do you want me to cover my face?"

"That's what I meant."

"Pooh!"

Fang Tianzhuo was sprayed with spittle on his face by his daring lover, he closed his eyes subconsciously, and opened it again. He Zheng had already opened the door and stepped out with a very hard step, shaking his arms and walking out.

The baby hasn't been there since they came back. It was probably taken out by the parents to play. The elderly always love milk dolls.

He Zheng just went out for a while when he saw He Wenchu ​​walking out with his brother Yuheng wearing a shirt and trousers. He immediately stood up, blinked his eyes, and just about to praise his handsomeness, he heard his brother say: "Yo, Sister Zheng, she is so beautiful."

He Zheng's eyes suddenly became fierce.

Fang Tianzhuo came over and dragged him behind him, smiling but not smiling: "Brother is also beautiful."

He looks similar to He Yuheng, saying that either of them seems to be talking about the two of them. He Wenchu ​​is thick-skinned and his face has not changed much. He was about to go back to the house to get it, but He Wenchu ​​reached out and grabbed it back: "Don't know him in the same way, let's go, I'll take you out to play."

When they were about to reach the door, He Zheng suddenly ran over, pushed his brother's back hard, and pushed him directly against the door.

He Yuheng: "..."

He Wenchu ​​stood firm and frowned, but he reprimanded He Yuheng: "You are my bodyguard, why don't you know to stop him?"

He Yuheng glanced at He Zheng, then turned back, with a calm tone: "You told me not to touch a finger of him."

"From now on, add a premise." He Wenchu ​​said, "unless he doesn't mess with me."

"Duang..." He Zheng pushed him against the door again, He Yuheng subconsciously helped him, turned to look at He Zheng, He Zheng took two steps back and ran to Fang Tianzhuo's side, hum: "If you hit me, Your Majesty will be angry."

Fang Tianzhuo nodded: "Exactly."

If these two people fight in this world, it will be a fantasy blockbuster.

He Wenchu ​​glanced at the faces of the people around him, pretended to support his waist, frowned, and said, "Forget it, don't care about the little sister, let's go out."

He opened the door, He Yuheng frowned: "Your waist..."

"It hurts to be pushed by him, you help me."

He Zheng: "?"

He felt that his brother was a little strange. This guy was a provincial Sanda champion a few years ago. Before pushing him by himself, it was not so easy to push. How could it be like this after pushing him twice? Dress it up.

He followed him out, closed the door, and stared at the long-haired brother helping him into the elevator. Just as he was about to follow up, he heard He Wenchu ​​say, "Don't come with us, it bothers you."

"I'm still bothering you." He Zheng hugged his chest, raised his chin and said, "Who cares about you."

He Wenchu ​​sneered, reached out and pressed the elevator door, He Zheng suddenly thought of something, ran over and forced the elevator door to be closed, saying, "Money, give me money."

"Inaudible."

He Zheng held the elevator door, very flexible and stretched: "Good brother, give me some money, I want to buy something."