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Old Ma wanted to explain, but Lin Weiwei didn't want to listen to his powerless explanation at all. She shook her head and said: Brother Ma, I always thought your aesthetic is normal, but since my sister-in-law left, I didn't expect that your aesthetic has become so deformed. Xinxin, send your Uncle Ma back
After Lin Weiwei said that, the plump and tender Zhao Xin came over: Uncle Ma, I'll send you out.
Seeing that Lin Weiwei had issued an order to expel guests, Lao Ma sighed, looking aggrieved, but he had no choice but to walk out in a mess.
Fortunately, Liu Cuihua didn't wait for him outside, so Lao Ma also felt relaxed, but after taking two steps, he heard a proud sneer from behind: Tsk tsk, Lao Ma, I didn't expect you to be so perverted, even Liu Cuihua's big shorts are like baby
Lao Ma suddenly turned his head and saw the bachelor Lao Wang looking at him with a proud look on his face.
Lao Ma was angry and saw Lao Wang being sarcastic, and immediately shouted angrily: Lao Wang, shut your stinky mouth, what do you know? That underwear is not something I took!
Could it be that the underwear ran to your house with long legs?
Lao Wang laughed, then suddenly patted his head and said: Lao Ma, but then again, when I was going to the toilet last night, I seemed to see Wang Jian walking towards the village chief’s house sneakily. You said that the underwear was not stolen by Wang Jian, right?
Does it have anything to do with you? Lao Ma snorted coldly, glared at Lao Wang fiercely, turned around and walked towards home
On the way back, Lao Ma thought about it more and more, the more he thought about it, the underwear was indeed not stolen by himself, but he appeared at his home when he woke up early in the morning. Maybe it was Wang Jian who deliberately framed it when he got it back.
After all, I almost got Su Wen. Even a cuckold slave would definitely feel a little uncomfortable. The only one who can torture me is probably the only one who can torture me.
Lao Ma thought about it and returned to the doorstep. She happened to see Wang Jian and Su Wen going out for a walk. Seeing Lao Ma leaving for a blast, Su Wen was a little nervous. After all, she was almost occupied by Lao Ma in the bathroom yesterday. She subconsciously retreated and hid behind Wang Jian.
Lao Ma ignored her at all and looked at Wang Jian with a serious look on his face and asked: Wang Jian, what happened to the floral underwear in the yard this morning?
Wang Jian also wondered: Uncle Ma, I don’t know that pair of underwear. I woke up in the morning and wondered why I had such a big pair of underwear.
Lao Ma frowned and asked puzzledly: You really don’t know?
Wang Jian nodded seriously: I really don't know Ah
Lao Ma's expression gradually became ugly and asked in a deep voice: Then did you go out last night?
Wang Jian still shook his head: Without Ah, I went to bed very early last night and didn't go out at all. Uncle Ma, what's wrong? Is something happened?
No, nothing. Lao Ma shook his head, and didn't want to say anything extra at this moment. Since Wang Jian wanted to deliberately frame him, he would definitely not admit it if he asked such a question.
Let Wang Jian and Su Wen leave first. Looking at the two of them who were tired of each other, Lao Ma's expression gradually became ugly. Before he could implement the plan, he let Wang Jian take the lead. It seems that he also needs to speed up his nervousness.
After thinking about it, an idea appeared in my mind. Lao Ma smiled proudly and walked towards the home of the widow Zhang Haijuan.
Zhang Haijuan was washing clothes in the yard. She was very angry about what Lao Ma said to her yesterday.
You an old and unreasonable thing, you said I'm stealing someone? I saw you stealing someone! Zhang Haijuan muttered angrily and threw her clothes into the washing machine. Her heart felt as uncomfortable as a cat's claw in her heart.
Old Ma came carefully behind Zhang Haijuan, and suddenly reached out and hugged Zhang Haijuan who was angry in her arms.
Old Ma wanted to explain, but Lin Weiwei didn't want to listen to his powerless explanation at all. She shook her head and said: Brother Ma, I always thought your aesthetic is normal, but since my sister-in-law left, I didn't expect that your aesthetic has become so deformed. Xinxin, send your Uncle Ma back
After Lin Weiwei said that, the plump and tender Zhao Xin came over: Uncle Ma, I'll send you out.
Seeing that Lin Weiwei had issued an order to expel guests, Lao Ma sighed, looking aggrieved, but he had no choice but to walk out in a mess.
Fortunately, Liu Cuihua didn't wait for him outside, so Lao Ma also felt relaxed, but after taking two steps, he heard a proud sneer from behind: Tsk tsk, Lao Ma, I didn't expect you to be so perverted, even Liu Cuihua's big shorts are like baby
Lao Ma suddenly turned his head and saw the bachelor Lao Wang looking at him with a proud look on his face.
Lao Ma was angry and saw Lao Wang being sarcastic, and immediately shouted angrily: Lao Wang, shut your stinky mouth, what do you know? That underwear is not something I took!
Could it be that the underwear ran to your house with long legs?
Lao Wang laughed, then suddenly patted his head and said: Lao Ma, but then again, when I was going to the toilet last night, I seemed to see Wang Jian walking towards the village chief’s house sneakily. You said that the underwear was not stolen by Wang Jian, right?
Does it have anything to do with you? Lao Ma snorted coldly, glared at Lao Wang fiercely, turned around and walked towards home
On the way back, Lao Ma thought about it more and more, the more he thought about it, the underwear was indeed not stolen by himself, but he appeared at his home when he woke up early in the morning. Maybe it was Wang Jian who deliberately framed it when he got it back.
After all, I almost got Su Wen. Even a cuckold slave would definitely feel a little uncomfortable. The only one who can torture me is probably the only one who can torture me.
Lao Ma thought about it and returned to the doorstep. She happened to see Wang Jian and Su Wen going out for a walk. Seeing Lao Ma leaving for a blast, Su Wen was a little nervous. After all, she was almost occupied by Lao Ma in the bathroom yesterday. She subconsciously retreated and hid behind Wang Jian.
Lao Ma ignored her at all and looked at Wang Jian with a serious look on his face and asked: Wang Jian, what happened to the floral underwear in the yard this morning?
Wang Jian also wondered: Uncle Ma, I don’t know that pair of underwear. I woke up in the morning and wondered why I had such a big pair of underwear.
Lao Ma frowned and asked puzzledly: You really don’t know?
Wang Jian nodded seriously: I really don't know Ah
Lao Ma's expression gradually became ugly and asked in a deep voice: Then did you go out last night?
Wang Jian still shook his head: Without Ah, I went to bed very early last night and didn't go out at all. Uncle Ma, what's wrong? Is something happened?
No, nothing. Lao Ma shook his head, and didn't want to say anything extra at this moment. Since Wang Jian wanted to deliberately frame him, he would definitely not admit it if he asked such a question.
Let Wang Jian and Su Wen leave first. Looking at the two of them who were tired of each other, Lao Ma's expression gradually became ugly. Before he could implement the plan, he let Wang Jian take the lead. It seems that he also needs to speed up his nervousness.
After thinking about it, an idea appeared in my mind. Lao Ma smiled proudly and walked towards the home of the widow Zhang Haijuan.
Zhang Haijuan was washing clothes in the yard. She was very angry about what Lao Ma said to her yesterday.
You an old and unreasonable thing, you said I'm stealing someone? I saw you stealing someone! Zhang Haijuan muttered angrily and threw her clothes into the washing machine. Her heart felt as uncomfortable as a cat's claw in her heart.
Old Ma came carefully behind Zhang Haijuan, and suddenly reached out and hugged Zhang Haijuan who was angry in her arms.
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