1.

"Have he taken this medicine?" Hu Xiaoyan asked after coming out of the restaurant.

“Drink.”

"Do you think he will really become a mouse?"

“Yes.”

"I still don't believe it." Hu Xiaoyan said. If you don't believe it, this is a normal person. The thinking of mortals cannot reach that level at all. This is the real world, after all, it is not a fairy tale world. How can a person become a mouse after taking medicine? But Liu Lang also said it so truthfully that people have to believe it.

"You still don't believe me?" Liu Lang said.

"Of course I believe in you."

"Just believe me."

"Can you come here to accompany me tonight?"

"No." Liu Lang was speechless. Why is this woman so addicted? She was forced by He Anxin yesterday. So, Liu Lang is asked to come to her again. It seems that some women have a higher physical demand.

But Liu Lang doesn't want to satisfy this woman yet. Try to keep a distance from him.

While the two were talking, Hu Xiaoyan's phone rang, and Hu Xiaoyan took it out and took a look.

"Did I pick it up? He Anxin called it."

"It's better to accept it."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Hu Xiaoyan now also obeyed Liu Lang. Of course, Liu Lang was also very clever and helped her in many things. He would never be wrong when listening to his words.

At that time, Hu Xiaoyan also turned on the phone to the speaker button, so Liu Lang could hear the conversation between the two clearly.

"Xiao Yan, are you okay?" He Anxin's voice turned out to the other end of the phone.

"fine."

"I miss you."

"you--"

"Can we open a room together? Have fun at night?" He Anxin was originally forcing Hu Xiaoyan in the office and was very worried, but everyone sat together for dinner that night.

In fact, I was very worried before coming, for fear that some trap would make Liu Lang beat him. But then I thought that if Liu Lang really wanted to beat him, there was no need to treat him to dinner, and I was afraid he would beat him in the office.

So, he came. Sure enough, everyone had a happy meal together and had some wine just now. Now he was still impulsive. If the woman agreed to go to the room to play with him, he would not refuse.

Not only will I not refuse, but I will also feel quite good.

"I won't go to check-in with you," said Hu Xiaoyan.

"Really refuse?"

"Goodbye." After saying that, Hu Xiaoyan hung up the phone.

2.

He Anxin was not in a good mood at that time, and he mustered up a lot of courage to call the woman to talk about this matter. Unexpectedly, the woman refused.

This woman is probably still with Liu Lang at this moment. He Anxin had no choice but to go back to his home.

"Are you going to have a drink?" After returning home, his wife Fan Qimin said to him.

"I drank a little."

"Why don't you drink to death?"

"Do you want me to die?" He Anxin was a little angry. Why did his wife speak so badly? So He Anxin slapped his wife Fan Qimin at the time.

"You dare to hit me." Fan Qimin was not a good-looking lamp, so he rushed over and called her husband He Anxin.

But women are women after all, and they are not men's opponents when fighting, so after a fight, Fan Qimin was beaten to the point of bleeding from his mouth. Fortunately, his son He Jiangtao came back at this time. His son always stood on his mother's side and slapped He Anxin twice in the face.

"You guy has grown up, but you dare to fight me?" He Anxin said.

"Look at your promising prospects. Why don't you drink to death if you drink all day long?" said the son. His son is already in his third year of high school today. It is a critical period of study. The college entrance examination is about to be taken. Therefore, He Anxin also wants to give his son three points.

"You want me to die, too?"

"It's better to die."

"You bad guys." He Anxin did not bother with his wife and son at that time, and returned to his dormitory to sleep, but his wife thought he was drunk and refused to let him sleep in the master bedroom.

This is not a problem for him. His house is quite large, it is a garden villa with an area of ​​160 square meters and many rooms.

"If I don't let me sleep, I'll go to the study room to sleep." Then, He Anxin went to the study room to sleep.

Before going to bed, he heard his wife telling his son about suffering. He simply said that it was not easy for her to be a woman. He gave birth to a son for the He family. He never dared to do anything randomly and worked in the Health and Family Planning Commission. If it weren't for her relationship, He Anxin would not have opened a private hospital at the time.

Now, it’s better, and you’ll become bad when you have money.

"Mom, do you say he has a woman outside?" He Jiangtao asked.

“Yes, there must be.”

"Do you hate him?"

"I hate him so much."

"Why don't you divorce him?"

"Divorce is lightweight, how can it be that easy?" Fan Qimin has not considered this question. As a woman, her youthful life has passed. Now she can be said to be a person with aging.

If you divorce, you will definitely not be able to marry a good man, and you will suffer financial losses. Fan Qimin is a calculating woman, so she certainly won't do this.

3.

After waking up the next morning, He Anxin found that his body was changing a little, and he felt his skin shrinking and getting smaller and smaller.

"What's wrong?" He Anxin tried to speak, but couldn't speak, and it seemed that something was pinching his throat. Then, he found that hair began to grow on his body.

Thick hair.

The whole process was actually only one minute, but He Anxin felt like a century had passed, and then he found himself turning into a mouse, a fat mouse. But he still had human thinking.

"Fan Qimin." He Anxin tried to call his wife, but the sound made was the squeaking sound of a mouse.

There is also a mirror on the shelf in the study. As a mouse, He Anxin is still very flexible. It jumps up lightly, and then he sees himself in the mirror.

It's really a big black mouse.

Dream, this must be a nightmare. He tried to make a big fight, but now his hands are no longer used, so he had to bite himself hard. The bite was bleeding, and the rat in the mirror also bleeded.

But this dream never wakes up.

As a mouse, he jumped back to the bed. He heard the voice of his wife Fan Qimin talking to his son outside the door.

"Mom, I'm going to school." This is the voice of my son.

"Go and ask your dad to come out for dinner."

"Mom, why are you doing so kind to him?"

"Go." Although his wife Fan Qimin was also very annoyed by her husband He Anxin, she was her husband after all, so she should do her duty to him.

"Dad is not here." After opening the door of the study room and looking at it, the son said to Fan Qimin.

"How is this possible? Have you seen him go out?"

“No wow.”

"Where did you go?"

"I don't know."

The conversation between the two also made He Anxin hear clearly, but He Anxin's soul was placed in the body of a mouse. He wanted to make a sound and tell his wife and children what he is doing. But he could only make the squeaking sound of a mouse.

At this time, He Anxin jumped off the bed and tried to run to his son.

"Mom, there is a mouse in the room."

"Ah, close the door and beat it to death."

Fan Qimin also found a mop, and his son also took a broom. The two closed the door and beat the mouse. At this moment, He Anxin also fled everywhere, but Fan Qimin and his son, who was in the third year of high school, were also very powerful and quickly caught the mouse.

"Mom, I caught it."

"Hurry up and kill."

"I'm going to burn it."

"It's very dirty. Are you not afraid of him biting people?"

"It's okay, I have a way." Then, my son, who was in his third year of high school (young people at about this age are a little psychopathic.) also poured some oil into the mice. Without gasoline or something, he used cooking oil instead. Then, his son turned on the liquefied gas stove.

"What are you doing?"

"Burn him to death."

"Okay." Fan Qimin originally wanted to stop his son from doing this, but hesitated for a while and did not stop him. So he let him go.

My son is in the third year of high school, and his grades are not good, and he is also a middle- and lower-level class in the class. A person who is studying has poor grades and is under a lot of pressure. At least in the class, the teachers look down on you, and the classmates will not take you seriously.

Sometimes do something like this to relieve stress.
To be continued...