Luo Hui had basically sharpened the knife and was just waiting for the fat sheep to come to the door. At this moment, he was sitting on a chair by the table, crossing his legs and savoring the tea with a decent appearance. The reason why he was decent is because he didn't understand the so-called tea ceremony at all.

When I heard my uncle's shocking masturbation, even though he had excellent psychological quality and strong ability to resist hits, he still let out a "puff" and sprayed all the tea... My uncle is even more sophisticated than my mother. He said this kind of thing, and I really convinced him!

Luo Hui stroked Xiaoxiao's frightened little heart, picked up the teacup and took a sip. Just as he was about to get up, Lanzafu's authentic American English sounded, "Yu, he, why did he beat him away? Why did my male god masturbate secretly?"

As a top student in a top domestic university in J City, Luo Hui is a low-key and studious person. His college life is not a so-called soybean, and his English scores have always been good... When he heard Lanzhao's words, he immediately squirted out his mouthful of tea again. Damn, my uncle, this American friend, is too funny, even if he doesn't know how to masturbate? Brother has become his male god?

This humorous American really makes me unable to make a fuss! But if I don’t kill him, I would be too sorry for myself and my motherland!

Luo Hui smiled bitterly and shook his head, stood up and walked over, unscrewed the door.

"Oh, my God!" Yu Jieying was about to speak, but Lanzafu looked at Luo Hui with a pair of goldfish eyes and looked at him in surprise. He first exaggeratedly and exaggeratedly, and then his eyes swept from Luo Hui's head to his feet, then swept back from his feet, and then said, "Luo, you are so stylish, so handsome, so cool! You are worthy of being the male god I admire for a long time... Your uncle Yu is as dark as the moon and the sun's light..."

Looking at this American like winter melon, looking at his exaggerated expression and exaggerated body movements, especially when he heard his stingy and terrifying praise, Luo Hui was speechless and didn't respond to his words.

"Brown, you are so shameless!" Yu Jieying was amused and laughed when he heard Lanzaff's words, "The moon is comparable to the light of the sun." Of course, he admitted that there was a certain gap between his appearance and temperament between him and his nephew. After all, he was so old, not as good as back then. In the words of women, he was called a person with a yellowish bead... But is this gap so big as this bald man? Damn it!

"Hehe, if my honesty and straightforwardness hit your self-confidence and self-esteem, please forgive me." Lanzafu chuckled. What he said just now was to take the opportunity to retaliate against Yu Jieying.

Lanzaff's pious eyes fell back to Luo Hui, and he was about to put the expensive high hat on Luo Hui's head, but his open mouth didn't spit out a word - because he saw Luo Hui's expression was plain, and even looked at his own eyes, which was somewhat like the gaze of the early Chinese people when they looked at the Western scenery...

Lanzhafu was very puzzled. This made no sense. His flattery skills were superb. He was so happy that he was so confused that he couldn't find anyone. Besides, aren't Chinese people who like to listen to flattery the most? Don't China have an old saying, "Without wearing thousands of clothes, but not flattery"?

Did he say the wrong thing and flatter him on the horse's hoof? Lanzaf couldn't help but doubt his words and recalled them carefully. That's right? Oh, by the way, Luo must not understand English! It must be, otherwise how could he have no expression fluctuations under his strong flattery offensive!

"My respected male god, my dear male god, do you understand English?" Lanzaff asked Luo Hui in American English.

Luo Hui was still watching him like a monkey show.

Seeing that his expression was still the same, Lanzafu had to ask Yu Jieying, "Yu, does Luo not understand English?"

Ji Lan didn’t know whether Luo Hui understood English or not, but Yu Jieying knew it very well. When Luo Hui was in college, he communicated with him in English a lot in order to practice speaking well. His English was so fluent!

When Yu Jieying heard Lanzhao ask himself, looking at Luo Hui's indifferent and joking surname, he admired Luo Hui's mood, and cursed in his heart, pretending, you kid, just pretend for me!

"Hey, Yu, do Luo understand English?" Yu Jieying didn't say anything for a long time, and Luo Hui looked at him like a fool again. Lanzafu was a little angry.

"I understand very much!" Yu Jieying said two words lightly. He could see that Luo Hui was trying to play Lanzafu's rhythm, absolutely!

"I understand very much?" Lanzaff was stunned. He used his perfect flattery skills, but Luo did not react at all. Lanzaff thought that Luo Hui must not understand English... Now when he heard Yu Jieying say that he understood very well, how could he not be stunned... Luo understood English very well, which meant that he could hear Gao Jue's flattery just now, but his expression was not fluctuating! Damn, he was not surprised by praise or criticism, Luo's state of mind was too stern!

When Lanzhafu thought of this, he was already full of curiosity and respect for Luo Hui. These two psychology immediately rose to the next level! What kind of person is Luo who can not only create a pig cake ring that shocks the world? He can also have such a rare state of mind?

"Oh, my dear Luo, do you don't like talking in English?" Lanzaff thought of the crux of the problem, so he had to change his words and speak in his poor Chinese.

"This is China. If you don't even know Chinese, I think any of our words is redundant, let alone cooperation." Luo Hui finally spoke this time and said with a calm smile.

Although his tone was faint, he had an irresistible force and a domineering aura that dominated everything.

That's right, Luo Hui wanted to give the American one a warning from the beginning, even humiliate him, so that he can firmly grasp the initiative and suppress him tightly, so that he can do whatever he wants when he swung his knife later... As for the American one, if he feels unhappy and even leaves, then let him go...

However, Luo Hui has ten thousand reasons to believe that even if the Americans get angry and smoke from the seven orifices and vomit three liters of blood, he will endure it! Because the capital of Zhuba Jie's invincible and the fatal ** to the merchants is there! As long as he is not a mentally retarded, he can see it!
Chapter completed!