Chapter 801

“……”

Molucci was a little bit thundered.

It's like an old man.

He was an old man.

"Thank you. I know how new China was liberated. I don't need you to teach me, uncle. Why don't you go upstairs and have a look at it?" Maurice offered impolitely.

"Me too Wait a minute. What did you call me just now? "Mr. Tong's face suddenly turned black.

"I think you are like my uncle," molucci blinked.

Lausanne's laughing gut was almost gone.

"What are you laughing at?" he said.

He has never seen such an unpleasant brother.

Compared with that, the little bastard of Nian Xi is much more adorable.

Lausanne tried hard to hold back his smile. "Uncle, why don't you go upstairs to the Anti Japanese drama? I want to stay downstairs and watch this movie."

"Are you facing him?" he said

It is too much, as her woman, should not be black and white unconditional stand beside him.

"No, I don't really like watching Anti Japanese dramas," Lausanne said. "I'm very patriotic, but I'm not interested in fighting."

"Then you enjoyed watching it with me on my birthday night."

"You don't think I'm interested," Lausanne said.

After thinking for a while, he said, "I don't remember. In short, you should like all the things I like. The films I watch are of high quality. Don't always watch those things that are not nutritious."

"Come on, I'm a man without nourishment. Go up quickly," Lausanne pushed him.

Every year, Ting was pushed to move his body, and then went upstairs in a huff.

She let herself go when she had Maurice. He was shameless and angry.

After the upper door was closed, Maurice turned to her speechless and said, "where did you find such a wonderful flower?"

Lausanne smile, "is a wonderful point, but really understand him, will be very happy, tell you that you do not understand, you have not loved people, when you fall in love with a person will know."

Molucci did not speak.

He felt that the woman in the world that attracted his attention had not yet appeared.

……

Lausanne accompanied him through the film and didn't go upstairs until ten o'clock in the night.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard the machine gun bang bang on TV.

Every year Ting lay on the bed, looked at her, turned around arrogantly.

He had no clothes on the top, but a pair of pajamas underneath. He was half supported. His waist and legs were thin and his buttocks were straight. Looking at his back, he was very attractive.

Lausanne's lips bent, climbed into bed, and put his left hand on his waist. "Jun Ting, didn't you watch the Anti Japanese drama with you? As for being so angry."

After her pregnancy, her temperature was higher than usual, and her hands were immediately hot, and her skin was hot.

He turned, his eyes cold and repeated, "call me uncle."

Lausanne burst into laughter, and could not help holding his handsome face and kissing him. "Uncle, I'm still young. I just want to watch TV with love and joy. I don't like to watch war. It's your birthday. I don't want you to be unhappy. I just accompany you to watch it."

Every year, he was very depressed.

She didn't like watching TV with such taste as anti Japanese drama.

"Well, I can understand that not everyone has my taste," he nodded gloomily. "But when you look at molucci, can the films he saw be called films? It's boring."

"It's boring, but it's interesting, it's brain burning," Lausanne said. "It's a Cannes film."

Every year there is silence.

But in my heart, I don't think so.

That group of foreigners boast highly of their art judgment level, thinking that they know art best in the world.

And now young people like to worship foreign countries superficially.

"Jun Ting, we still have a generation gap in watching TV. We still don't want to watch TV together in the future," Lausanne kisses him on the lips and goes to take a bath.

After bathing out, annual Ting suddenly said, "Lolo, even if I'm a uncle, I'm also a very handsome uncle."

Lausanne, who was drowsy, woke up laughing at his words.

"Although you can't keep up with my taste, since I choose to be with you, I can only tolerate you. From today on, for your sake, I will try to lower my taste and watch brain damaged love movies with you."

Lausanne:

Why does he always say something moving that makes people want to beat him.

"Well, all right, Junting, go to bed. I'm sleepy," said Lausanne, burying his face in his chest and stroking his back with both hands, indicating that he would stop talking.

……

At eight thirty the next morning.

Breakfast was delivered at nine o'clock, and Maurice did not wake up when he and Lausanne were ready to eat."I'm going to call him," he said, standing up. "As a young man, how can I sleep in? I got up and ran at five in the morning."

"It's hard to read now. It's hard to have a summer vacation. Let him sleep more," said Lausanne, holding him down.

"Lolo, you spoil him too much," he said. "My brother is used to abuse him."

"Eat," Lausanne put a shrimp dumpling in his mouth, and he didn't believe it would stop his mouth.

She took a mouthful of milk and drank the dumplings.

He bowed down to kiss, and his clever tongue went straight in.

Her lips were scented with toothpaste and milk.

It's so delicious that you can't let go of it.

Lausanne is not very nice. After all, Lucci still lives in this room.

"Don't..."

"It doesn't matter. The boy won't wake up until noon," he nibbled at her attentively, as if he was eating a delicious meal.

This quiet morning, the sun slanted in from the window, there were birds chirping in the treetops of the yard, and there was a handsome tall man kissing her gently.

Lausanne closed his eyes and was slightly intoxicated.

"Didn't you kiss enough last night?" said a cold voice.

The two dedicated people were startled. Lausanne pushed the annual thunder away. Because of the excessive force, he was caught off guard and was directly pushed down from the chair.

“……”

Molucci blinked and speechless at the annual thunder that fell to the ground.

Lausanne covered his eyes with his hand and longed to get into the hole.

It's embarrassing to be seen kissing by my brother.

Finally, he pushed a tall man to the ground.

"How do you appear silent," annual Ting felt extremely embarrassed, got up, handsome face iron green.

That's why he doesn't like this guy living here.

However, he did not expect that after pregnancy, Lausanne's strength not only did not decrease, but increased. It seems that he has recently eaten too much and drunk too well.

"It's because you kiss too much. It's none of my business," molucci pulled up a chair, dipped his knife into peanut butter and spread toast. "After all, as a man, you're not too soft."

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