Amnesia husband divorce?

Chapter 368 Are You So Pure?

Chapter 368 Are You So Pure?
"Isn't 16 a minor? What is watching meat?"

Even though Tang Niannian knew that Tang Niannian was 21 years old physically, but this blue star's mental age was only 16 years old, at the age of being ignorant, curious and rebellious about everything.

Mu Yan felt that if he didn't intervene and guide her, she might become more and more lawless.

"Now the primary school students are all in love, okay? Uncle, don't you even know what meat is?" She looked at him with an alien look.

After a while, under his indifferent gaze, he leaned against him gossipingly, and asked curiously: "Uncle, you and Tang Niannian have been married for so long, so you must be so pure, right? The meat scene is that and that." Well, haven't you ever kissed? Haven't slept?"

"That's not something you should ask!"

"I'm curious, you are so old-fashioned, and your front leg is not good, it seems that it is really gone," Lan Xing said, nodding her head, and she told him: "In this case, you are not allowed to touch Tang Niannian, because This body belongs to the four of us, you are not allowed to mess around."

The veins on Mu Yan's forehead were twitching wildly. What the hell, he was being warned by this guy not to make out with his wife.

Will he agree to such a weird request?

He just felt that if he spent more time with this blue star, he might really be brainwashed.

When facing Tang Niannian in the future, the expression on this face would appear in his mind, it would be too messy.

"Since this is the case, you are not allowed to mess around, and you are not allowed to watch this kind of stuff in the future!" He reached out and clasped her laptop.

The post he found with great difficulty was closed by him before he read it, and Lan Xing threw himself on him angrily, "Uncle, I can't stand you anymore!"

"Go crazy again, the computer will be confiscated, and the mobile phone will also be confiscated."

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa'''

This uncle must have come to restrain her, why is he so annoying!
In the evening, Mu Yan coaxed the crazy girl to drink a glass of milk with added ingredients. Seeing her finally calm down and fall asleep, he didn't feel relieved at all.

He felt that Lan Xing's silver hair was about to grow to his head, and he was very worried.

The hair stylist who made an appointment for the evening also arrived. Mu Yan hugged Lan Xing and sat on the chair, and asked the hair stylist to do it for her, "Dye it back to black."

"Mr. Mu, Miss's hair was dyed just today. If the frequency of hair dyeing is too high, it may be bad for the hair quality."

Such silver hair is actually quite beautiful, the hair stylist thought it was a pity.

And the owner of the hair is asleep now, will he be so angry that he vomits blood when he wakes up tomorrow?

Of course, this matter is not his concern.

"If you just dyed it, can it be washed off?" Mu Yan suddenly thought of this question. It would be more convenient if the color could be washed off directly.

"It will only fade a little, and it is impossible to completely return to the original hair color."

"Then dye it with another color to neutralize it. In short, get rid of this silver hair!" Mu Yan ordered with a frown.

"Well, I hope Miss won't be too surprised when she wakes up." The hair stylist said politely.

Mu Yan pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, he was lucky that Lan Xing might not wake up.

The process of dyeing hair was dull and boring, Mu Yan has been waiting by the side, he continued to work, occasionally glanced at her, it was too late, Mrs. Fang went to rest, at this time the hair stylist yawned, and suddenly said: "No Well, she's waking up!"

 ——Of course Nian Nian will wake up.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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