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Chapter 84: You Just Want to Dirty Money(1/2)

Dao Shang grabbed the phone with his hand and stretched out his foot to kick her out of bed.

As a result, before his feet even came out, Fengzhi Baibai was already sitting on the ground.

He quickly retracted his feet and raised his hands full of desire for survival: "I didn't touch you!"

"No more...no more...nothing!"

Lying on the bedside, Feng Zhibai clenched his hands into fists and kept hammering the bed.

"What's missing? Feng Zhibai, have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? What are you doing to me, a crying father-in-law?"

Pulling away the quilt that was holding her down, Chen Xiaodao looked wary.

Three whole paragraphs!

It’s about ten minutes long!

Gone!

She went through all the recycling bins and all the photo albums, and the video just seemed to have evaporated!

Security is gone!

Early the next morning, when it was still dark and Chen Xiaodao hadn't woken up, Feng Zhibai rushed into his bedroom with a pair of panda eyes.

It’s so fierce that you can’t refuse it!

Finally, as Chen Xiaodao cried for her mother to stop messing around, Feng Zhibai snatched his phone and opened the photo album.

Sure enough, it's the same as my mobile phone photo album.

The video is no longer available.

Ah! God, daddy was treating her so poorly!

Don't let her do anything unscrupulous!

"Ah! Help!"

She raised her hands above her head and let out a scream.

"You are sick! You suddenly rushed in early in the morning! Do you know whether men and women can have sex or not? What are you doing! Give me back my phone!"

After realizing that Feng Zhibai didn’t mean to do anything wrong to him, Chen Xiao

I was afraid that she would suddenly hit him.

However, surprisingly, it didn't.

Someone just cried and howled.

Lao Mi was drowsily asleep and was woken up.

With a dizzy mind, he reached Chen Xiaodao's room from his own room.

Rubbing his temples, he raised his voice helplessly: "What are you doing? Howling early in the morning? I'm not dead."

Reluctantly opening his eyes, Lao Mi Tou could clearly see the situation in front of him.

When his eyes touched Feng Zhibai, who was sitting on the ground with a disheveled shirt, and Chen Xiaodao, who was sitting on the bed with his upper body naked!

He quickly rushed forward, raised his hand and slapped Chen Xiaodao directly on the arm!

The sound of "pop——" is extremely clear!

"Ouch! You stinky brat! You won't let anyone go even if you're under age! This little girl is only a little older, and you've already kidnapped someone into bed!"

Being slapped suddenly, Chen Xiaodao was stunned.

After reacting, he anxiously covered himself with the quilt: "It's not me! Why did you misunderstand me again! I'm not interested in her! She suddenly rushed into my room early in the morning! Why did you hit me!"

Lao Mi Tou's hand froze in mid-air.

If you think about it carefully, that's right.

Feng Zhibai is not the kind of person who would suffer.

And from her point of view, she doesn't seem to look down on pretty boys like Chen Xiaodao.

It seems like...a misunderstanding.

But the atmosphere has already reached this point.

It would be a bit disrespectful to stop.

"Snapped!"

The crisp slap landed on Chen Xiaodao's exposed arm.

"Ah! You still hit me!"

"I'm sorry, my hands are raised. I can't explain it without fighting."

Looking at him sheepishly, Lao Mi Tou laughed sarcastically.

Chen Xiaodao lifted up the quilt and covered his head in it.

"Help! I am really wronged!"

"I'm sorry, I was just impulsive. Don't cry. Tell me quickly. What's going on? Are you two crying in mourning so early in the morning?"

"It's not me! It's her!"

Revealing his head from the quilt, Chen Xiaodao gestured to Lao Mi to look at Feng Zhibai, who was still sitting on the ground.

After getting up and putting on his coat, he and Lao Mi Tou skillfully held Feng Zhibai's arm and headed to the living room.

Putting the person on the sofa aside, Lao Mi Tou went into the kitchen, heated water, and cooked breakfast.

After Chen Xiaodao brushed his teeth and washed his face, he settled on the sofa and stared at Feng Zhibai with his eyes.

When breakfast was served, his resentful eyes never left Feng Zhibai.

After putting the food on the table, Lao Mi Tou called out to Feng Zhibai as usual: "Girl, it's time to eat."

"snort."

The sluggish person gave a bitter smile and held his face with his hands: "What are you eating? All the money is gone. Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

"What money? Last night's money? With Director Yan here, are you still afraid of losing the money?"

Lao Mi Tou entered the bathroom, brushed his teeth, washed his face, wiped his mouth and sat across the table.

Chen Xiaodao also laughed: "Huh, what she is crying about is not the money Bureau Yan is going to give, nor the causal money from last night. What she is crying about is the dirty money that is about to enter her pocket but flies away!"

"What nonsense! When have I ever made dirty money?"

Putting down her hand, she raised her arm and gave Chen Xiaodao a violent shock.

Inertia was weighing on his head. When the pain on his head disappeared, he shook his head and his eyes were full of doubts: "You dare to say that you didn't want to post the video online to earn some viewing fees last night?"

"Where there is where there is!"

She glanced at him guiltily and reached out to pick up the pickles with her chopsticks.

"Are I that kind of person? This is a video that does not spread. I am law-abiding and scientific. How could I do that kind of thing?"

"Haha, I don't know who looked at the basin last night until their head fell into it."

Lao Mi Tou drank a large gulp of boiled water, still feeling dizzy: "What happened at Han Dongping's house last night after I got drunk? What video? I don't know yet, did the ghost subdue last night?"

"Come, I'll tell you quietly."

Approaching Lao Mi Tou mysteriously, Chen Xiaodao whispered to him what happened last night.

When talking about the latter part, Lao Mi Tou showed a blank expression.

After struggling with himself for a while, he said to Feng Zhibai: "Fortunately, there is no such thing. If there is, we should go to the police station and surrender to Bureau Yan in a few days."

"Really? So as far as I'm concerned, it's a good thing that the video is gone."

After pouring the porridge in front of him into his stomach, Feng Zhibai's panda eyes were filled with faintly calm yet ready anger.

"Chen Xiaodao, do you know what I want to do most right now?"

Continuing to sweep away the food in front of him, he gave a clear hum and immediately predicted what Feng Zhibai was going to do next: "Do you want to hit me? Hey, come on, come on, hit me!"

Putting down the dishes and chopsticks coquettishly, he jumped back and jumped directly onto the sofa.

When Lao Mi Tou saw him put on his shoes and jumped onto the sofa, he knocked on the bowl and said, "Hey, hey, hey! Take off your shoes! Take off your shoes! It's not you who washes the sofa cover, don't you feel bad?"

Kicking off his slippers, Chen Xiaodao hid behind Lao Mi Tou.

Feng Zhibai held the chopsticks in his hand, and when he exerted force on his hand, the chopsticks snapped in half.

"Chen Xiaodao, have I been too gentle to you recently?"

She threw away the chopsticks in her hand, slapped her hands on the table, and stood up.

The table made a thunk sound

Feng Zhibai held the table with both hands and swept his right leg in the direction of Lao Mi Tou and Chen Xiaodao!

Seeing this, Lao Mi Tou quickly leaned forward and accurately avoided Feng Zhibai's sweeping kick.
To be continued...
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