Meng Xiaoan smiled and said: "I don't see that you still have some conscience."

Fan Xiaoye said: "I have a bit of conscience."

Meng Xiaoan seemed to be in better spirits. He got off the bed frame and walked a few steps. His body felt light and upward, and it seemed that the injury would not be bad for half a month.

Fan Xiaoye saw Meng Xiaoan jumping up and down and glanced at him suspiciously, wondering what kind of person he was.

Meng Xiaoan took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, only the last two were left. He threw one to Li Gan and kept one for himself. He held it in his mouth without lighting it. It was the last one. He had to take it easy. If

If even this one is smoked, there will be nothing left.

"You're going to die, why are you still smoking?" Fan Xiaoye directly confiscated the cigarette on Meng Xiaoan's mouth, "Smoking will hurt your body, you can smoke again after you go out."

She really does look a bit like a housekeeper.

Meng Xiaoan rubbed his nose habitually and sighed.

"I'm very hungry." After Meng Xiaoan said this, he glanced at Li Gan, who looked in pain at the moment.

Li Gan's eyelids twitched, this guy really wanted to kill him and started eating meat to maintain his strength.

Li Gandao: "Is it going to start?"

Li Gan glanced at Li Gan meaningfully, nodded and shook his head. He touched his pocket: "Where is my knife?"

"Here." Fan Xiaoye handed the knife to Meng Xiaoan.

Meng Xiaoan played with the knife: "Finally, there is a sharp tool for cutting meat, otherwise I would have to bite it with my teeth."

Li Gan didn't say a word, feeling a kind of sadness that a hero has come to an end.

"I'm counting the sheep to ten thousand and one," Meng Xiao'an said. "You can eat meat after counting."

After Meng Xiaoan finished speaking, he really started counting the sheep.

"One sheep, two sheep..."

"Meng Xiaoan, I..." Fan Xiaoye stood up when Meng Xiaoan counted three thousand and fifty-nine sheep, came to Meng Xiaoan, squatted down, and whispered: "I want that."

"Which one?"

"That's it."

"Which one?"

"I want to play the tuba." Fan Xiaoye raised his voice fiercely.

"Large size?" Meng Xiaoan blinked, "Are you sure?"

Fan Xiaoye gritted his teeth and said: "Yes, I am definitely going to play the tuba."

"Do you have toilet paper?"

"No."

"So what do you use to wipe it clean?"

"Your clothes." Fan Xiaoye said seriously.

"This won't work."

"Why, your clothes are already dirty."

"No." Meng Xiaoan said firmly.

"Meng Xiaoan, are you indifferent even when you see a weak woman asking for help?" Fan Xiaoye looked at Meng Xiaoan with pitiful eyes.

At this time, Meng Xiaoan had no choice but to ask for help. She really couldn't help but want a large size.

Meng Xiaoan finally discovered another side of Fan Xiaoye, who could completely become a different kind of person at this time.

Meng Xiaoan said: "Let me think about it."

Fan Xiaoye waited for him for ten seconds. Seeing that Meng Xiaoan seemed to be sleeping, he kicked him: "Have you thought about it?"

"But I only have such a white shirt. If you wipe your butt, I will have nothing to wear in the future."

Fan Xiaoye gritted his teeth and said: "If I can survive, I will buy as many pieces as you want."

"What you say is unfounded, and you swore poisonously."

Fan Xiaoye was so angry that his lungs were about to explode and said: "I swear if I get out alive, I will buy thousands of pieces of clothes for you."

"And pants."

"Okay, here are the pants."

"Okay, this is what you said." Meng Xiaoan took off his clothes and handed them to Fan Xiaoye, "Go somewhere else, don't stink this place."

Fan Xiaoye was angry and helpless. She didn't want to play the tuba either.

Fan Xiaoye grabbed Meng Xiaoan's clothes and came to the corner.

He squatted down but didn't take off his pants.

Meng Xiaoan laughed loudly: "Well, Xiaoye, you never unbutton your pants when you wear a large size?"

In front of two grown men, Fan Xiaoye, as a girl who has never been in love with others, is naturally not so thick-skinned as Meng Xiaoan that even a needle can't penetrate.

"none of your business."

Meng Xiaoan smiled.

"Meng Xiaoan, you closed your eyes, and you are not allowed to look," Fan Xiaoye said, but he was afraid that the two of them would make fun of her, so he continued, "If you peek in and make fun of me, you...

.You will suffer from impotence.”

Meng Xiaoan laughed so hard that he leaned forward and back, it hurt him to death.

Even Li Gan was dumbfounded by Fan Xiaoye's poisonous words.

Fan Xiaoye couldn't hold it anymore, stood up, unbuttoned his pants, and squatted down.

Meng Xiaoan and Li Gan really didn't peek. After all, Fan Xiaoye's words were too poisonous.

Fan Xiaoye pulled it for two minutes and finally finished it.

She never expected the turning point because she pooped this bag.

Stinky, this stink, even though this stink was in the secret room, there was a vent, and this stink spread slowly to the noses of Xiaoli and the gangster who were having a barbecue.

"Lao Ba, it stinks." Xiaoli said to Lao Ba.

This was the fifth and last day that Lao Ba took his girlfriend to stay in this villa. He was going to take her away at night and then blow up the villa.

"Where's the smell coming from?" Lao Ba, the gangster, cursed. "What else can I eat at the barbecue? Just wait here while I go take a look."

"It seems to be coming from over there."

The old man said: "That should be the secret room."

Lao Ba said and walked towards the secret room.

"Human footsteps?" Li Gan heard Lao Ba's footsteps for the first time. But as an old man, he didn't call for help or open the door.

Fan Xiaoye was about to scream but Meng Xiaoan covered his mouth with his hand.

"Don't scream."

Fan Xiaoye looked puzzled, wasn't someone coming? Why didn't he call?

"It's strange, isn't there a dead rat inside?" Lao Ba pushed the door, but it couldn't be pushed open. It seemed that he had to go upstairs and turn on the control light.

Lao Ba went upstairs and turned on the control switch, went downstairs, and opened the door.

Before his body could fully enter the room, his neck was strangled by a hand, and then he saw an old face with bloodstains on his face.

"Xiao Ye, it seems you saved us." Meng Xiaoan walked out and strangled Lao Ba's neck.

"Who are you? Lao Ba." Xiaoli became frightened and said, "Let Lao Ba go."

"Now you can speak." Meng Xiaoan let go of Lao Ba's throat.

The first sentence Lao Ba asked was who are you? The second sentence was none of my business.

"Whose place is this?" Fan Xiaoye asked, she wanted to steam and eat the person who kidnapped her.

As soon as Lao Ba opened his mouth, his throat was suddenly hit hard by Li Gan.
Chapter completed!