Hongling suddenly sat up from the bed and said excitedly: "You want me to be your mistress?"

"You've been married three times, and I haven't been married once. I've been married once, and it's two less than you. Are you taking advantage of me? What are you worrying about?" After saying this, Shen Haofeng remembered that he had also been married once. I got married, and I haven’t even had time to go back and go through the divorce procedures.

According to this calculation, if he gets married again, it will only be less than Hong Ling.

"Is it still possible to calculate like this?" Hongling frowned.

"Why, do you want to figure it out so clearly with me?"

Seeing that Shen Haofeng seemed to be angry, Hongling hurriedly leaned into his arms and said, "Oh, that's not what I meant. I'm just worried about your health."

"You should still worry about yourself."

More than ten minutes later, Hongling heard the scolding from upstairs, "Sanba, shut up, stop 'crying like a ghost, howling like a wolf,' there are children at home!"

Shen Haofeng was embarrassed for a while. He should pay more attention to such an old building. The soundproofing and other things were very impressive. But he heard Hong Ling pouting his big round butt and saying to the upstairs: "I can't help it."

Bang.

Shen Haofeng hurriedly closed the window, picked up Hongling and threw her on the bed.
Chapter completed!