"Xiaojun, where are you?" Song Wen asked through Huang Xiaojun's cell phone.

“Upstairs.”

"Upstairs? What's upstairs?" Song Wen was very puzzled.

"It's just upstairs of Xiaojuan's house, it's stupid."

Xiaojun's laughter came from the other side of the phone, and Song Wen couldn't help but laugh.

Men and women in love are all stupid.

After Huang Xiaojun and Pei'er arrived here, the square was already surrounded by people. She had no choice but to find a higher place and look inside, and her neck was sore. This scene happened to be seen by Xiaojuan, who was watching the fun upstairs, so she pulled the two upstairs to see. Huang Xiaojun often traveled in Songjiabao, and under Huang Wenfeng's introduction, she also met some acquaintances, and Song Xiaojuan was one of them.

"The martial arts performance is almost over. Let's have a meal at my house!" Song Wen said again.

"No, we can eat in the restaurant in the village!" Huang Xiaojun said reservedly. It is hard to eat at home for free without relatives and reasons. Even if she promises to be his girlfriend now, she still has her own persistence.

"The restaurant dishes are not as delicious as I cook. You come down, I'll wait for you downstairs in Xiaojuan's house." After that, Song Wen turned off his phone.

Seeing him so domineering, Huang Xiaojun was secretly annoyed, but there was a little sweetness, which meant that he cared about him.

"What's wrong?" Pei'er looked around and asked.

"Awen asked us to have a meal."

"Then let's go! The dishes he cooks are really delicious."

"Oh well!"

Seeing that the good sister agreed to go to his house for dinner, Huang Xiaojun had no choice but to agree, and said to Xiaojuan, then walked downstairs.

When we arrived downstairs, we saw a military jeep parked at the door, with Song Wen and Dan Tai Minglan standing next to us.

One has a cold face and a heroic look; the other has a smile and gentle face. Not only does the two of them look abrupt when standing together, they give people a feeling of mutual assistance with hardness and softness.

Huang Xiaojun felt a little sad for some reason.

"You guys are coming down, come on, get in the car." Song Wen saw the two of them coming down and opened the car door diligently.

"We have a car, so we parked it in the parking lot outside." Huang Xiaojun felt a little uncomfortable.

"Just leave it there, it's not too late to get it when you're leaving."

Huang Xiaojun thought about it and felt it was reasonable, so she got into the car with Peier. The two were sitting in the back, Song Wen was sitting in the co-pilot, and Dan Tai Minglan was responsible for driving.

"I'll introduce it to you. This is Huang Xiaojun, this is Peier, this is..."

Song Wen introduced that Dan Tai Minglan suddenly got stuck. When she spoke to her father that day, she only remembered that her name was Lanlan. This was obviously just a nickname between relatives, not a name.

He couldn't help but ask Dan Tai Minglan, "By the way, I don't know what your name is yet?"

Huang Xiaojun and Peier almost fainted and got into other people's car, but they didn't even know their names? Who is it?

When Dan Tai Minglan heard this, he became angry and kissed him, and touched him, but said he didn't know the name, your mother's.

She almost wanted to beat the dirty man next to her, but seeing that there was still someone in the car, she had to suppress her anger and said coldly: "Dan Tai Minglan."

"One Ta Minglan, Egg Ta, this surname is quite strange. Does China have this surname?" Song Wen was stunned when he heard this.

"It's Dan Tai Minglan, Dan Bo who shows his ambitions; Taiwan, Taiwan in Taiwan, Taiwan in Taipei, Taiwan in typhoon; tomorrow's brightness, Lan in the wind up the mountain and down the mountain." Dan Tai Minglan shouted at Song Wen irritably. When she heard the dirty man in front of her turn her surname into egg tarts, she could no longer suppress her anger.

"Oh, it's Dan Tai Minglan!"

Song Wen nodded, said, "This is a good name. The typhoon of Danbo will be blue tomorrow. Well, it's very beautiful."

The typhoon in Danbo will be very bad tomorrow.

After hearing his explanation of his name, Dan Tai Minglan couldn't calm down anymore. He rushed up his head with anger and panted with anger. His chest was not as strong as undulating, and his veins appeared with his tight hands.

I wanted to hold it back, hold it in, but in the end I couldn't stop the surging anger in my heart. Suddenly, I punched Song Wen with my right hand, and cursed: "You're so bad tomorrow, a bad person."

Song Wen was shocked and how he hit someone well. However, his hands were not vague at all, and he grabbed the hand she hit.

"If you have anything to say, don't touch me." Song Wen advised with kind words.

"Tell me your mom."

Seeing that his right hand was caught, Dan Tai Minglan became even more angry and punched Song Wen with his left hand.

Song Wen grabbed her hand again, and Dan Tai Minglan struggled desperately, but could not break free.

"Let go." Seeing that he couldn't struggle, Dan Tai Minglan said angrily at Song Wen.

"What are you going to let me go? If you let me hit me, am I that stupid? Let me talk about anything. Everyone is a wise man, and it is not good to fight and fight. It is still the Spring Festival now, and fighting and killing destroys the harmonious atmosphere. Young people should not be impulsive, not be so angry, and not be beaten for no reason. This will not be good for physical development." As he said that, he glanced at Dan Tai Minglan's chest with meaningful meaning.

Dan Tai Minglan was so angry! She wished she could give this dirty man in front of her.

He was furious, shouted violently, and hit Song Wen's head.

Song Wen didn't expect that the girls in front of him were so fierce. They were caught off guard and were hit on their nose, hurting the bridge of their nose. The nose bleeding suddenly spurted out, making him scream in pain, and he hurriedly covered his nose with his hands.

Dan Tai Minglan broke free from the constraints with both hands, but was in power and was unforgivable. She punched Song Wen's eyes.

This punch came out with hatred, a little heavy, and Song Wen's eyes were bruised.

It hurts, and it hurts so hard that Song Wen didn't expect the woman to be so cruel. She quickly covered her eyes and lowered her head so that she wouldn't have her other eye beaten.

Dan Tai Minglan hit him in the eyes and was still not satisfied. He punched him in the back a few times before he could get rid of his anger. Somehow, he missed him when he didn't see him, but when he saw him, he wanted to beat him. Especially when he saw him with other women, it made people furious.

Things were happening in front of him too quickly, which made Huang Xiaojun and Peier unable to react. They did not wake up until the end. Seeing Song Wen bleeding from his nose, they hurriedly took out a tissue from the bag he brought.

"Is it okay?" Huang Xiaojun asked with concern.

"fine."

Song Wen raised his head. His hair was messy, his left eye was bruised, there were two bloodstains under his nose, and his two nostrils were wrapped in paper towels. How funny it was to look at it.

Huang Xiaojun couldn't help laughing when she saw it. Pei'er next to her also smiled. Dan Tai Minglan wanted to laugh when she saw it, but she held it back and turned her head aside, thrust her shoulders, and didn't know what was going on.

"It hurts very much." Seeing the heartless look of the two of them, Song Wen said in annoyance.

Huang Xiaojun then remembered that she seemed a little gloating and said quickly: "I'm sorry, I'll go to your house to cook an egg later and I'll apply it to you."

"oh,"

Song Wen responded and said to Dan Tai Minglan again: "I told you what happened to you? I just said the name. As for beating someone?"

Dan Tai Minglan turned his head, his face returned to his cold look, glanced at Song Wen for a moment, and said coldly: "Who told you to say my name randomly?"

"Just talk, it won't die."

"Just not."

Seeing that the two were about to arguish again, Huang Xiaojun quickly said, "Okay, okay, don't argue anymore. Aren't you going to have a meal? Go quickly! Don't block the door of someone else."

Under Huang Xiaojun's persuasion, Song Wen reluctantly suppressed his anger, but he no longer knew how many times had he greeted Dan Tai Minglan's ancestors for the 18th generation.

Dan Tai Minglan glanced at him, slightly curled the corner of his mouth, started the car, and headed up the mountain.

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