Chapter 295

"What makes sense? Tang Yuheng and Ren Xinghe never go into the kitchen, but they are loved by many girls from childhood. Even now, Tang Yuheng, who can't even tell radish from wax gourd, is still married. " Every time I see Tang Yuheng and Yu xiaonuan showing their love, Ouyang Huan despises his mother's point of view.

"Tang Yuheng relies on his personal charm!" In addition, she was stupid and didn't want anything, so she gave herself to a man for nothing.

"When I cooked for you just now, didn't I have personal charm?" Ouyang Huan stares at Qiu Manman. He has just finished his cooking. He even dares to say that he has no charm.

"So your father is good at cooking, too?" Qiumanman touched his nose and changed the subject.

"Well, my dad is very good at it. My mother usually only eats the food he cooks. " Ouyang Huan said as he tidied up.

Qiumanman nodded and didn't ask any more.

After Ouyang Huan finished packing, qiumanman also felt very tired and yawned. Naturally, he asked, "where is your guest room? I want to sleep here for one night."

It's so late, she doesn't want to mess about any more.

Ouyang Huan glared, "qiuman man, are you a woman or not? Take the initiative to spend the night at a man's house. You can say that. "

Qiumanman glanced at Ouyang Huan and said, "you invite me to dinner, don't you just want to stay me for the night? If I want to go now, will you agree? "

"Qiumanman, have you ever told me that you are a really unlovable woman?" Is that what women usually say?

"A lot! I believe you are not the first and will not be the last. "

"I don't have a guest room. If you want to sleep, you have to sleep in the master bedroom." Ouyang Huan had a sly smile on his face. There is a guest room, but there is no bed in it.

"Well! I sleep in the master bedroom, you sleep on the sofa. " Then qiumanman went directly to the second floor, regardless of Ouyang Huan.

"Why, this is my home." Ouyang Huan is very unconvinced to catch up, grasp the autumn Manman's shoulder.

Qiumanman turns around and kicks Ouyang Huan.

"I ~ fuck, you want to murder!" Ouyang Huan avoided, then yelled: "you crazy woman, can you stop kicking me every time! Don't you know how important this is to men? "

Qiumanman continues to walk forward, then ~ enters the room, closes the door directly, and then reverses the lock.

Ouyang Huan was so angry that he patted the room at the door: "Hey, qiumanman, you can't be so unreasonable! This is my home, my home. Why should I sleep on the sofa! How could you let me in? I'm 183. You asked me to squeeze that disgusting sofa. How could you do such a heartless thing? "

"I don't sleep on the sofa, I want to sleep on the bed, I want to sleep on the bed! If you don't open the door, I'll kick it directly... "

"Oh, shit, who's got the door so tight?" Ouyang Huan kicks on the door, the pain from the center of his foot makes him give up kicking.

"Then you let me sleep on the sofa, at least give me a quilt and pillow..." helpless Ouyang Huan called again.

When the door opened, a thin bed and a pillow were thrown out. Before Ouyang Huan could react, the door closed again.

"Qiumanman, you open the door, I don't sleep on the sofa, I don't sleep. It's a big deal. Let's go to bed together. Can't you do it if I don't move? Can't we just cover up and talk? "