He drove to his own home with Ke Jiancheng. Hu Sancheng thought about what happened before with his head tilted, and always felt that he should do it like this.

Although he is a young man now, he has seen too many different stories and thinks that it is better to accumulate more resources in daily life.

He always feels that career in life is just like finding a partner, and he needs to search and find that feeling. When he encounters a good opportunity, he should make up his mind to do it like a proposal, and not wait until it happens naturally.

What does it mean to add icing on the cake? Helping charcoal in time has always been a different consideration. He felt that he should go over the difficult things for these people.

He stretched out his hands slightly, raised his head, and tugged his head slightly. After taking a deep breath, he seemed to feel a little nervous and excited, like the feeling he had when he was newlywed.

Could it be that he has some different relationship with Ke Jiancheng's wife, or is it called the past?

At this moment, he saw that he had ringed the doorbell a few times and did not open the door immediately. He couldn't help but nod, humming his mouth slightly, as if he was like You Yelang.

This is not Zhangtai! Zhangtai is like spring flowers and autumn moon!

Why is he like this? At this time, he couldn't figure out himself, so he couldn't help but pull out the cigarette in his mouth.

He vomited smoke rings deeply, and finally saw the door open. He couldn't help but look at them with a smile, as if there was some teasing and some expectations.

The person who opened the door was nothing else, of course, Ke Jiancheng's wife He Hehua.

At this point, Ke Jiancheng shrugged his shoulders slightly and said with a smile: "He Hehua, this is the famous scholar in Jiangnan, with his surname Hu Sancheng!"

He seemed to remember something, and he couldn't help but press his hands on his temples, and felt that there was nothing, so he couldn't help but shrugging his shoulders. After all, he had worked too many girls, so he was no longer surprised.

At this time, He Hehua deliberately frowned and said with a smile: "Oh!"

"My friend!"

At this time, Hu Sancheng did not hide like him, but laughed straight to the point and said, "You still need to introduce this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Hehua deliberately chirped her mouth and hummed her nose, and said in a very unrestrained tone, saying, "Hu Sancheng, your friend!"

"When you meet old friends, you should be as polite as new friends."

Seeing him saying this, He Hehua didn't take him too seriously, so she nodded and let her body down, and said with a smile: "We've just been talking, but we don't know if we call people to come in and sit in the house."

At the same time, Hu Sancheng looked at her with a smile, but spitted a cigarette, deliberately took back her smile, and said with a slapped mouth: "You He He Hua, it's not simple!"

"Don't just talk."

As soon as he finished speaking, when he saw the sound of shoes, Hu Sancheng was wearing slippers and said with a smile: "You are so delicate and careful, with a bit of spring." As he said that, he stretched out his body, looked at her side, and then laughed, "Every time I see you, I feel new."

He Hehua hit him on the shoulder, shook his head unrelentingly and complainingly, and said with a smile: "You know what nonsense."

"I don't recognize it!"

Seeing him spitting out smoke and saying this, Ke Jiancheng turned his head slightly, as if he remembered what happened next to him, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Meeting is like meeting for the first time."

"Yeah, where."

Seeing her hitting her on her shoulder again, Ke Jiancheng pinched her subordinates a little, shook his head and said with a smile: "It seems that someone has trained me, and Feng Ya is an old story."

"Then let's not talk about the tragic autumn wind painting the fan."

Seeing that she was not too much changing the topic, Hu Sancheng naturally laughed unruly and said: "Bai Ding, who was talking and laughing, made her a small change!"

At this time, no matter how thick-skinned Hehehua was, she couldn't help but blushed a little because it was not in line with the ancestral system after all.

However, she giggled and asked, "I'm like your fairy back then?"

While spitting out cigarettes, Hu Sancheng turned his head slightly, deliberately curled his lips, shook his head and said, "You really wronged me."

He Hehua immediately asked with a smile: "Why didn't you pursue me at the beginning?"

Seeing her mentioning old things in this way, Hu Sancheng shook his head exaggeratedly, and said with a snorting smile: "The love letter I wrote to you is three feet three."

"You men are not sincere."

Hu Sancheng shook his head a few times, looked at the cigarette in his hand, and said with a smile: "I want you to look back and smile, but I never get what I want."

He Hehua looked at Ke Jiancheng, and also looked at him by the way, and said with a smile: "We women are the same as each other and will not make any tricks."

Seeing that he seemed a little unhappy, Hu Sancheng did not take it seriously, but said with a smile: "From now on, I have lost all my hard work and Jiang Lang has finished his life."

"I'm drunk."

"Then I have only the nickname of a scholar in Jiangnan."

"Sister Kuang Xiangjun wants to be here, I will ask her to continue playing for you." He Hehua rolled her eyes and hit his shoulder.

Hu Sancheng deliberately hummed half-believingly and said with a smile: "That's it."

"She will taste the wind for you and will taste the Mingyue for you!

"Those who know me are lotus flowers, and those who give birth to me are parents!"

"That's it, you guy who just talks and doesn't practice."

Seeing that he pressed his temple, Hu Sanzheng said nothing too much, and laughed and said, "I am better than reading for ten years after listening to your words."

"Then you won't give me money to become a disciple."

"It's too late now." Hu Sancheng turned his head slightly.

"It really doesn't work, you can kneel down to me."

Seeing that she was talking a little loudly, Hu Sancheng couldn't help but retract his smile, slowly spitting out cigarettes, and humming his nose, "There is blue sky above and three feet of loess below."

"I really convinced you."

Seeing her smiling unrestrainedly at her, she didn't take him seriously, Hu Sancheng smiled and said, "There is a Ke Jiancheng who cannot do anything in front of him!"

"Are you Li Bai?"

"Isn't this?" Hu Sancheng hummed.

"Even if that's it, I, Ke Jiancheng, is also Cui Hao."

"You are so surprised. This is the first time I heard about this when I heard about it."

He Hehua ignored this, rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "You write your poems, you worship your master."

"That won't work, that won't work." Hu Sancheng shook his head, as if he knew what medicine her belly was selling. He didn't want to reveal the answer to the mystery too much, but wanted to slowly taste the tea.

"What does this matter?"

Seeing her asking like this, Hu Sancheng spitted out cigarettes and said with a smile: "That's ten thousand times more powerful than Cui Hao's poems."

"You men will never leave your old job after saying three words. You have to kneel down to me, don't say anything useless."

Seeing her chirping eyes at her, Hu Sancheng understood her meaning a little, shook his head and said, "I dare not propose to you!"
Chapter completed!