Chapter 309 Han Qian, you are a pervert and a gangster
Han Qian was really angry. He ignored Lin Zongheng in the capital the next day, sent An An to the plane, and turned to Luo Shen, Luo Fu and Liu Sheng. After Wu Qian warned and Wan asked, Han Qian returned to Binhai.
Not three minutes after he walked into the house, Nuan Nuan came back, and then he searched around the house like a detective. Seeing the abnormal warmth, Han Qian said.
"What are you doing? Isn't it hot?"
Wen Nuan suddenly woke up and ran to the air conditioner and touched it with his hand. After turning on the air conditioner, he rushed directly to Han who was sitting on the imperial concubine's couch. Modesty.
"Say... Ouch? Oops!"
"Fuck!"
Han Qian and Wen Nuan fell to the ground at the same time, Han Qian gritted his teeth while holding Wen Nuan in his arms.
“Are you going to kill me?”
Wen Nuan grabbed Han Qian’s hair.
"Tell me! Which vixen are you looking for? You ran away without saying a word!"
"What vixen are you looking for? Nuan Nuan, please take your hands off me! I'm going to the capital!"
"Wow, wow! That's great. An'an is not in the capital. What did you do in the capital? Han Qian, have you started messing around with women again? I can't live another day like this!"
“I met Lin Zongheng in the capital!”
“You don’t even let men go?”
The fight started.
The beating was hot and thunderous. Han Qian stood at the stairs on the first floor and pointed at the warmth at the stairs on the second floor.
"Come on, come on, come down! Today I will let you know what a man is and what domestic violence is! I beat my wife while eating and sleeping. I, Han Qian, won't eat or sleep anymore. Nuan, come down here!" ”
Han Qian’s arm was scratched by Nuan Nuan. Although there was no bleeding or broken skin, it looked like a tattoo.
Nuan Nuan stuck out his tongue at Han Qian and went back to the room to lock the door. Then he sat with his back on the ground, took out two earphones and put them into his ears, closing his eyes and muttering softly.
"Amitabha~ That's so good. As long as you can't hear it, you're not scolding me!"
Han Qian went upstairs and pushed open the door to the second bedroom. His face changed from angry to confused, from red to red. Qing, his face turned pale in the end, and then he weakly held the door.
"Warm, did you kill the pig in my room?"
The morning quilt was still on the tatami, half a watermelon on the table, and a banana peel on the pillow, turned around Knock on the door.
"Nuan Nuan, come out! Come out here. If I don't beat you to death today, you won't even know how fierce your ex-husband is!"
No response!
Han Qian returned to the second bedroom again. As soon as he lifted the quilt, he saw a pair of fishnet stockings. Han Qian felt a little confused and turned his head and shouted.
“You’re not even wearing stockings, what are you doing with these fishnet stockings?”
“Those from Yan Fox!”
Han Qian put them in front of his nose and sniffed them.
Why?
It really smells like Yan Qingqing’s perfume.
Click!
Open the door warmly.
The picture freezes.
Han Qian quickly put down his fishnet stockings and said awkwardly.
"Unexpected, I'm just fine..."
Wen Nuan went back to the room. Han Qian took a deep breath and ran away. When Wen Nuan came out again, he stood up his hair and rolled up his sleeves. Rush towards the building.
"Han Qian, you pervert, gangster, and pervert leader! I said five years ago that my judgment was not wrong! Now you are standing there and giving me a headbutt as if nothing happened, and you still smell Stockings, why don’t you smell Yan Qingqing’s smelly feet, come back!”
Han Qian, who had already run to the door, suddenly turned around and wanted to roll up his sleeves, but found that he was walking without a shirt on. He rushed towards Wen Nuan, but he was not afraid at all and grabbed Han Qian's ear.
Duang.
Han Qian staggered back two steps, and the next second his hair was grabbed by warmth.
"You still want to hit me! What a coincidence? Come here!"
Han Qian quickly waved his hand to refuse.
"Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong! Warmth, I was wrong, hit me on the head again..."
Duang!
Han Qian lay on the floor tiles, covering his forehead with his hands and choking.
"Wait for Nuan Nuan. I will sue your mother as soon as I can get up! There is no way to survive this life. Separate, separate immediately!"
Nuan Nuan stepped forward and sat in the Han Dynasty. Qian Qian grabbed Han Qian's ears on his stomach.
"Why are you crying, a grown-up man? You are sorry for your big arms! You have white hair and look like a gangster. How come you have no ability to treat an old lady like me? Beat me? Me?”
Snap!
A small slap fell on the warm butt.
This guy has completely lit the fuse.
Han Qian tidies up the room and makes a warm sneak attack!
Han Qian washes clothes and warms up in a sneak attack.
Han Qian cooks, and Wen Nuan waits obediently, because it is related to his stomach problem.
Han Qian washes the dishes, warmth and yin and yang are on the side.
"Yan Qingqing wears stockings, An An wears stockings, nursery rhymes also wear stockings, poems also wear stockings, Cai Qinghu...Han Qian! Did you divorce me just because I don't wear stockings? ?”
Han Qian turned his head and said helplessly.
“Are you crazy?”
"I don't love you anymore, I just start to dislike you. They say I'm crazy. Forget it~ It's not sweet to be strong. Han Qian, let's get a divorce. If we continue like this, we will only become each other's burden!"
Han Qian tilted his head and looked at Wen Nuan.
"We don't have a marriage certificate either!"
Wen Nuan suddenly got angry, kicked Han Qian on the butt and said angrily.
"What about four million? Is it because I won't be able to see this four million when I die? You lied to me about divorce and then asked me to pay back four million. Where is the money? Where is the money? Today Han Qian If you don’t explain this to me, you won’t be able to sleep.”
"Well...well...well...warm!"
"Let go!"
"Have your breasts grown up?"
"Well, when I grow up, I wear stockings. Do you like it? Do you want me to call Yan Qingqing for you!"
"Lin Zongheng said that he would give me 10% of the shares, and he was I refused.”
"It has nothing to do with me. It doesn't matter to me whether he dies or not. It's only four million! Han Qian, give me the money. I... why are you going!"
Han Qian opened the refrigerator and took a spoonful He stuffed the watermelon into his warm mouth and said seriously. "Is it sweet?"
Wen Nuan nodded.
“Sweet!”
The next second, Nuan Nuan grabbed Han Qian's arm and shook his long hair.
“Don’t fool me! I want money!!”
Han Qian held the watermelon and dug out another spoonful. Nuan Nuan opened his mouth and waited, eating another piece. Han Qian asked road.
"Is it sweet?"
Wen Nuan tasted it carefully and shook his head. It was not as sweet as before. Han Qian tilted his head and thought for a while before saying.
"Would you like to take a bite of the watermelon rind?"
Wen Nuan stopped playing with Han Qian.
This man is so boring and has no intention of resisting at all.
Lying on the sofa, Wen Nuan stared at the ceiling in a daze. Han Qian wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen, squatting on the edge of the sofa and pinching Wen Nuan's nose.
“Baby!”
"What are you doing!"
"Brother, are these big flowery arms handsome?"
Nuan Nuan turned over and hugged Han Qian's arm, opened his mouth and took a bite, muttering softly.
"Ten thousand bites! Just let me take four hundred bites! No, I'm angry. I remembered Yan Qingqing biting your forehead, Han Qian ahhhhhh!"
Warmth is irritating.
Han Qian was already used to it. After a while, the two of them were sitting on the sofa together. Han Qian looked at the information on the computer and whispered.
"What do you say about Lin Zongheng's shares?"
Wen Nuan shrugged.
"What can I say? He has no power now, and he has no strength. Even if I swallow up these 10% of my shares, he has no chance to find a place to file a complaint, but I am not swallowing it up, I am If you don't give it to him, he dared to kidnap me! This ten percent is considered as compensation for me. How about killing Lin Zongheng?"
Han Qian shook his head.
"It seems that he can't kill. The eunuch's brain is going crazy again. Originally Luoshen had a chance, but Lingdang and Beloved were both there. She couldn't kill people in front of the two children. When Luoshen was ready to take action, Lin Zongheng and Baitao have already appeared together. Lin Zongheng is not Zhou Le or Li Shaoqi. Little by little, he has made a silent agreement with me and Liu Shengge. I will not move him for the time being, and he will not move. You, Liu Shengge are here to witness this agreement. Now that Lin Zongheng is barefoot, I am really a little nervous. Don’t get involved in this matter. If you can, you can go and harm Niu Xiaohuaer and the others. "
Nuan Nuan whispered against Han Qian's shoulder.
"I'm not interested. Whoever is interested in them will go. I'm too lazy to deal with people like Niu Xiaohua'er, I don't like them!"
"Baby, what do you say? Is it a love brain?”
“What do I do with that thing?”
"Then you want to like me?"
"I'm sick, I like you, me! I love you!"
Duang!
A gentle headbutt, Han Qian said seriously while lying on the sofa looking at the roof.
“How virtuous and capable I am!”
"Brother Qian!"
"Huh?"
"If you throw Yan Qingqing down the stairs, I will love you even more!"
Late night, sleep warmly Like an octopus, Han Qian woke up twice. After waking up for the second time, Han Qian glanced at his phone and saw that it was four o'clock.
There is one missed call.
Don't know who it is.
Han Qian got up quietly and went downstairs. He took out his mobile phone and called back. The call was connected.
"Brother Qian'er, there was a little accident. I...I don't know how to put it, it's just...a foreigner died in our bar, and it seems he was from the Zhou Group!"
“Huh? How did you die?”
“Beat to death!”
"Wait for me to come over."
At four o'clock, when Han Qian went out, the door next door was pushed open. Looking at the two men from District 8 who came out, Han Qian took a deep breath.
"You don't have to stay up all night. It's not easy to ask your aunt to give you the little money during the day, and it's not easy to support the family. I went out, and when your aunt asked, she said I was busy."
"Okay! Don't worry, uncle, I will sit here after you leave."
After Han Qian left, the man sat on the ground.
The laptop is playing The Legend of Zhen Huan, a sausage and a bottle of beer.
The tradition of the Eighth District, you must be able to understand what the Legend of Zhen Huan is about!
When Han Qian arrived in District 8, the place was already blocked. Big Dog and Xiao Song walked over from the crowd, and Han Qian threw a pack of cigarettes to Big Dog.
“What’s going on?”
The big dog pointed at Xiao Song.
"Go ahead."
Xiao Song took a deep breath, closed his eyes and sighed.
“The deceased’s name is Li Lun, a European! He raped a little girl after being drunk in a bar at home. However, during the process, the victim resisted excessively and hit the deceased on the head multiple times. After someone found out, the deceased was sent to the hospital. It was confirmed that he was dead on the road."
Han Qian had not turned this corner and asked with a frown.
“You mean... you were beaten to death by a little girl?”
"Yes!"
Han Qian scratched his head.
"So, now the victim has become the perpetrator? I'm a little confused. Wait for me to call and ask, where is the person now?"
"Hospital, victim It is very likely that he will be arrested. According to the past... in the cases I encountered, the victim may have violated the law and will be... questioned."
Xiao Song finished his words and stood aside. The big dog frowned.
"What the hell is this?"
(End of this chapter)