Aken scratched his head embarrassingly: "No, I'm not sure if she is sincere or just playing around."
I guess you're a little self-aware.
Lin Mumu complained in her heart, but she didn't expose it, she just continued to add tea to her father.
Ao Haijun seemed to be in a good mood today, and patted Aken with a smile:
"As a man, if you like it, you have to pursue it bravely. Do you still expect other girls to take the initiative to confess to you?"
"No, I feel a little bad, she is Zhuoqin's daughter." Aken said guiltily.
"What did you say?" Ao Haijun put the small teacup full of water on the table with a bang, splashing water on Aken's face.
"Me." Aken really said more and more guilty now: "I didn't have anything to do with her, but she often asked me out, and I was 'quite' entangled.
I can't tell what my current situation is. In fact, I don't particularly like her, but I feel 'very' embarrassed to refuse. "
"It's broken!" Ao Haijun really behaved like a patriarch.
Aken didn't think there was anything wrong, but nodded obediently: "Yes."
Lin Mumu didn't understand the way these two get along.
But looking at Aken's appearance, he seemed to be suddenly relieved, and the worries on his heart seemed to be suddenly let go.
"Okay. Mumu, go back to sleep first, and Aken, tell me about the Zhuo family." Ao Haijun waved his hands casually.
"Why should I sleep? Of course I'm the one who said about the Zhuo family." Only Lin Mumu dared to bicker with Ao Haijun like this.
Ao Haijun had no choice but to rely on Lin Mumu, his precious daughter.
Lin Mumu's words were cost-effective and conservative, and she told everything about Zhuo's family. When it came to Zhuo Ning, she still couldn't help crying.
In front of his father, it seems that there is no need to hide all the grievances.
Ao Haijun was also upset, and had to be distracted to comfort his daughter.
Perhaps because of Lin Mumu's presence, the hatred in his heart was not so strong. But he has never been a good man and a believer, and he is no longer a Chinese soldier now!
"The matter between Zhuo Jiancheng and your grandmother is a generational grievance, and I can't control it. But Zhuo Yajun and Zhuo Qin, as long as anyone who persecuted my Ning'er or was related to Ning'er's death, I don't care. Let go!"
Ao Haijun patted the table to express his opinion.
Aken also looked remorseful: "Master, I am the one who is sorry for you. I shouldn't be "fascinated" by beauty. In fact, Su Xiaoyan's appearance is quite ordinary, which does not meet my aesthetic requirements."
"Yeah, didn't you say that you like fit people, preferably black ones? Oh, by the way, did you blow up your black girlfriend named Tony?"
"She's not my girlfriend, she's a 'bed' partner." Being exposed, Aken scratched his head a little embarrassedly:
"I have nothing to do with her. We admired each other's figure and ability, satisfied each other, slept a few times, and went our separate ways."
This is all right!
Lin Mumu was an eye-opener. It is said that people in some foreign countries are more open, and they are really open.
Don't like each other because you admire each other's figure, and then sleep together
To be honest, Aken's figure is indeed the type that attracts women. Lin Muxia sized it up, and suddenly said something surprising:
"Well, not bad, it's especially suitable for being a duck. Maybe Su Xiaoyan wants to take care of you and satisfy her emptiness."
Lin Mumu really dared to say it, Aken was so embarrassed that he smirked and didn't know how to answer her.