55

"Your uncle!" Jiang Kuo said.

When Duan Feifan turned to the cabinet and looked like he was going to continue working, he jumped out of bed, walked to the cabinet in two steps, and pulled Duan Feifan away.

"What the hell are you flirting with?" He looked at the cabinet. There was a down jacket from Duan Feifan hanging on the door, with folded sweaters and pants underneath. There was no content to organize at all.

Duan Feifan reached out from him to take the down jacket: "Let's go..."

"I'll find those two words after a long time, right?" Jiang Kuo was a little annoyed, "Mind! What the hell do you mind?"

Duan Feifan pulled off his down jacket and put it on. He looked at him and sighed softly, and turned to the door.

"You have to mind, I can tell you." Jiang Kuo looked at him.

"Jiang Kuo." Duan Feifan stopped.

Jiang Kuo gritted his teeth and stared at him: "Are you..."

"Jiang Kuo," Duan Feifan stopped his words, "Go and sing."

I have never had this and never had a child in my life.

He had never treated anyone with patience. He had twice, and the first time he was swung by Duan Feifan, a Tai Chi master, but this time he didn't.

Very decisive, pushing away with one palm.

Angered and embarrassed.

Jiang Kuo didn't know how others would deal with this kind of situation, so he just put it on two words.

Frustrated.

Jiang Kuo looked at him and after a while, he spoke: "Go out."

Duan Feifan stood still.

"Go out." Jiang Kuo repeated.

Duan Feifan opened the door and walked out.

Without opening his hand on the door handle, Jiang Kuo kicked it up and then locked it.

"Jiang Kuo?" Duan Feifan twisted the door handle with a tight voice.

Jiang Kuo naturally didn't respond to him.

Then I heard a loud bang, followed by the sound of glass shattering.

"Jiang Kuo!" Duan Feifan smashed the door twice.

"What's wrong?" The cannon rushed out at the children's room.

Duan Feifan didn't say anything, he couldn't answer.

The cannon took two steps back, and it seemed that he was about to rush up and hit the door.

Just after jumping, the door suddenly opened.

The cannon had to try hard to stick out his butt, trying to get this part to pull the momentum of rushing forward.

Duan Feifan quickly blocked him and stopped him.

"What's wrong?" Dapao looked at Jiang Kuo.

Duan Feifan quickly glanced at Jiang Kuo's hand, but he didn't see the injury, so he let go.

"It's okay." Jiang Kuo said, "You go down first and take them over first."

Da Cannon didn't make a sound, looked at Duan Feifan, his eyes as uninvited as the first time he met at 107. He paused for two seconds and turned downstairs.

"Are you okay?" Duan Feifan asked.

"It's okay." Jiang Kuo closed the door.

"..." Duan Feifan wanted to go into the house and take a look.

Jiang Kuo stopped him: "I said it's okay, it's okay."

Duan Feifan didn't say anything, just looked at him.

"I have no doubt about this, I have no doubts now," Jiang Kuo also looked at him, "I just thought you wanted to say it, I thought you would want to tell me."

"I don't want to." Duan Feifan said.

"Don't you want to know my attitude?" Jiang Kuo asked.

Duan Feifan looked at him.

Jiang Kuo's eyes were filled with nothing, nothing, just looking at him.

"I don't want to ruin everyone's mood, nor do I want to ruin your mood," Duan Feifan said. "If you don't ask, I won't say it, and I don't want to know your attitude."

Jiang Kuo turned his head and said with a twitch.

"It's evening," Duan Feifan said, "If you want to talk, everyone is very happy now..."

"You can't make everyone comfortable," Jiang Kuo turned downstairs, "The mood of someone will always be destroyed. If it's not someone else, it's just you."

Jiang Kuo's words make sense.

It’s this, but over the years, Duan Feifan has become accustomed to this way of survival. Although it is not necessarily necessary, it is the safest.

But the focus is not this now.

Jiang Kuo knew and had already given a response.

And after he knows the response, the response he needs to give again is the key point.

In fact, Jiang Kuo would feel that he was not surprised.

I didn't feel that it was just because I didn't think in that direction.

When Duan Feifan followed Jiang Kuohou downstairs, his mind was in chaos. He didn't have to think about anything. He had nothing to think about anymore, just simple chaos.

When I heard the noisy sounds of a few people, I became even more confused, from the inside out.

There will be not many people in KTV, which is a good thing, and it will avoid the mental attacks of the off-tuning team when someone passes by the door of their box.

"Then let's have two hot songs first." Ding Zhe began to look for songs.

"." Jiang Kuo waved his hand.

"I'll do it after eating or drinking," said Da Cannon.

"Yes." Jiang Kuo responded, poured it on the sofa, and took a tambourine next to him.

The off-tuning team took the microphone and waited.

When the first song was cut out, Jiang Kuo was stunned.

"penny"

As soon as the prelude came out, the off-tuning team stood up together and walked tacitly to the open space in the middle of the private room, lined up in a row.

"I'm on the side of the road!" Liu Pang yelled the first sentence.

Jiang Kuo burst into laughter at this moment.

"I picked up a penny!" Everyone sang together.

It can also be said to be a quartet. After all, no one is on the tune, and no two are the same tunes, one is one, firm and decisive.

Jiang Kuo started to cough when he smiled.

"Leave it to the police uncle!" Ding Zhe continued.

"I'll fuck." Dapao couldn't help but curse.

"Uncle takes the money!" Dong Kun's sentence is the best, almost the same as what he read.

"Not to me!" Sun Ji nodded while singing.

Several people followed one after another, sang in a horse stance and yelled: "I said happily flirting! Goodbye Uncle!"

Jiang Kuo smiled so hard that he fell backwards.

While enjoying it, I felt like I was pillowing on something.

He held his head and took a look. It was the tambourine he had just placed there, with Duan Feifan's hand.

After cushioning his head, Duan Feifan's hand was about to take away the tambourine.

Jiang Kuo Wuminghuo snatched the tambourine from his hand, lay down hard, and then took the tambourine and beat it hard on his legs, making the beat.

After singing this song, Jiang Kuo felt that his throat was a little painful.

"There is our ending song," said Ding Zhe. "We don't go out of tune with this song."

Jiang Kuo shaking the tambourine and applauded them.

When the rooster crowed in the private room, Jiang Kuo took out his cell phone and started recording videos.

"Heen, Hen, Hen, Hen, Hen, Hen, Guguday!" Several people began to sing together, "Chicken, Chicken, Chicken, Chicken, Chicken, Chicken, Chicken, Chicken, Chicken, Chicken, Chicken, Chicken, Chicken, Coguday!"
To be continued...