PUBG Mobile: Madman - Chapter 1132

However, when everyone got the stuff that fell into their hands, their eyes widened, but Liu Han didn’t say much, just smiled and said a little bit of caution to the brothers, just accept it.

…

After sending these big guys away, Liu Han was at the door with a slightly deformed handbag. After waiting for Zhao Mengyue to drive the R8 over, he sat staggered in.

“give.”

He handed the bag over.

“It’s all transformed…”

“It’s better to buy one for you, I’ll be digging the Soso.”

“Cut, yes yes yes, I’m stinging, I’m stinging. You, why are you in such a hurry? I’ve already said that everything will be done in a few months after normal procedures. You have to speed up the progress. This is good, one person is one kilogram. Yellow croaker, you are bold enough to give gifts.”

Zhao Mengyue complained, and after seeing Liu Han’s crooked posture on the seat, he helplessly fastened his seat belt, and then slowly left the hotel as smoothly as possible for the vehicle.

“You don’t have much money, and you can still make friends. Why not? This society is a society of personal feelings after all, and it will take a long time to deal with each other in the future.”

“Yes, yes, you’re right. Well, take a break and sober up.”

“Ok.”

Liu Han leaned back on the chair and slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing that he was a little uncomfortable, Zhao Mengyue lowered the speed of the car very low, trying not to let him feel the bumps, and then opened the CD, and there was soothing music.

R8 drove slowly towards the house under the contempt of other vehicles.

Arriving at the door of the new house, Ye Cunxin, who had been waiting at the door early, saw the R8 and pointed to George Barton, who had just returned, and motioned her to stop there.

Zhao Mengyue stopped the car, Ye Cunxin came to the co-pilot, frowned after looking at the man who had already slept:

“It smells like a lot of alcohol, how much did you drink?”

“It’s almost two pounds. Everyone is stupid… Within a few minutes of getting in the car, they even started snoring. Where’s Sister Mi?”

“I’m coaxing little glutinous rice in the house.”

As she spoke, she used the strength not in line with her body to put the already limp Liu Han on her shoulders, Zhao Mengyue hurried over to help, and then the two of them carried Liu Han into the room together.

Yi Suwan and Tuesday Ha, who had been waiting for the man to come home, saw Liu Han’s appearance and hurried over to help, but Ye Cunxin persuaded them to quit. When these two came, it was a disservice. She pushed Liu Han into the elevator alone, and then pressed the third floor.

“Tonight, sister, let him sleep in the guest room, otherwise the smell of wine might smother Xiao Nuomi and you.”

This was said to Yi Suwan.

Zhao Mengyue also followed in, not even in the mood to sigh that there is an elevator in this house. After she helped Ye Cunxin put Liu Han in the guest room on the third floor, she sat down beside Liu Han panting and looked at him. The unconscious face didn’t know what to think.

At this moment, Yang Mi’s voice came from the door:

“What are you still stunned for? Help your husband take off his clothes. Sleeping with clothes on is uncomfortable.”

‘Ah… oh oh, okay. “

Zhao Mengyue, who has never taken care of others clumsily, took off the man’s pants and looked back. Seeing that Yang Mi had not left, she understood that her man, the last self-defense man, couldn’t resist.

After stripping off his clothes, Ye Cun brought a basin of hot water over in his heart. After seeing Yang Mi, he asked:

“Sister, are you coming?”

“Well, I’ll come.”

Yang Mi said, took the water basin, and after dipping the towel in the warm water, began to wipe his face with the towel, and then repeated the action again, wiping Liu Han’s feet again, Nodding his head, he said to Zhao Mengyue:

“Go downstairs and pour a glass of water on the table, then turn off the lights.”

“Uh… well.”

Zhao Mengyue, who was surprised by the tacit understanding of the two of them, nodded and walked out quickly. But Yang Mi nodded in dissatisfaction:

“Usually it looks like a ghost, why is it clumsy when it comes to taking care of men. Are you right, Xiaoye~”

“Well, it’s probably the first time I’ve done it. With Liu Han’s temperament, I do everything that doesn’t bother people.”

…

After getting Liu Han done, when Yang Mi returned to the living room, she launched a death finger directly at Yi Suwan.

“You, go, hurry up.”

“… ok ok.”

The little sister also knew that it was time for her to sleep. After saying hello to the others, she quickly walked upstairs in slippers, and Yang Mi saw Zhao Mengyue coming out of the elevator, and the finger of death started again:

“You, go, hurry up.”

“Huh? What?”

Zhao Mengyue was ignorant and did not understand what this sister meant.

“What can I do? Remove makeup, take a shower, and rest. Aren’t you busy these two days?”

“Okay, where do I sleep?”

“Where do you want to sleep? There are too many rooms. Second, how about you?”

“Hey hey, sister, I’ll accompany you for a while. I haven’t seen you for a long time, let’s talk with you!~~”

On Tuesday, I was afraid that Yang Mi would also use her skills on her, and her jet lag had not been adjusted, so she couldn’t fall asleep at all.

…

After being busy for a while, Zhao Mengyue, who was facing the sky, returned to the living room again. Seeing that Yang Mi and Tuesday He were holding a fruit bowl and eating happily, she also joined in. After sitting next to Tuesday, he first took out a mangosteen from the fruit basket, and said while peeling off the outer shell:

“Sister, it’s not that I didn’t stop him today, he was trying to feed others. I really don’t know why he is in such a hurry…”

Hearing this sentence, Yang Mi turned her head to look at Zhao Mengyue, and suddenly laughed:

“Are you really stupid or fake? You really can’t guess why your husband is so anxious?”

“Ok?”

Zhao Mengyue was taken aback.

Chapter 1237

“Comprehension is a bit poor.”