Although seeing Song Keer's smile made An Yuhang feel a little frizzy, as the saying goes, if you lose, you will naturally not be able to retreat at this time, so An Yuhang still bit the bullet and replied: "Of course, it's good to know more beauty!"

Unexpectedly, Song Ke'er suddenly curled her lips and said, "Who said... the person who left that thing was a beauty?"

"Ah... it's not a beauty!" An Yuhang grinned with some pain and said, "Then if it's an ugly girl, let it go! This handsome guy has no love for dinosaurs!"

"Why do you have to be a woman?" Song Keer gently glanced at An Yuhang and said, "What if I say... the one who left that thing in my house... is he a man?"

"What! Man? A man... in your house, leaving a... a sex toy for women?"

An Yuhang was immediately angry when he heard this, and he couldn't help but feel nervous. Although he really believed that Song Ke'er would definitely not be able to use that thing,... a man left a... that kind of sex toy when he came to Song Ke'er's house! And what's important is... Song Ke'er didn't throw that thing away, so... how could An Yuhang not think about it!

"Hmph... If it's a man, I'll know him even more!" An Yuhang said angrily: "Tell me quickly, who is that guy?"

Seeing An Yuhang's posture of looking for someone to duel, Song Keer couldn't help laughing and said, "That person is my eldest cousin! This guy... he is really doing sales... that... that adult goods salesman! He came to my house two days ago and threw down the thing before leaving. He also said... it was said that women in the entertainment industry are relatively open-minded and many people should use this thing, so... he left one as a sample and actually wanted me to sell it for him! Humph... This bastard threw away the thing and ran away, which made me want to return it to him and have no place to return it, so he had to take it away when he came next time! That thing seemed quite expensive, and it was not easy for my eldest cousin. If I was hugged, he would probably have to pay the money himself!"

After hearing this, An Yuhang realized that he was a false alarm, but he still said angrily: "Your big cousin is not a brain-sick, right? He actually asked him to sell such dirty things! Really... I think he shouldn't have ulterior motives? Humph... Since he is your cousin, how could he not understand your physical condition? Why would he dare to throw that kind of thing into your house casually? If you feel too lonely one day and... you curiously experience the function of that thing, wouldn't it hurt you..."

Song Ke'er was still laughing secretly when she saw An Yuhang's angry look at her first, but... When she heard An Yuhang say it later, her face became more and more ugly. Finally, she couldn't help but raise the fruit knife in her hand and roared fiercely, "An Yuhang, I want to kill you--"

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"Stir, go up the ladder and remove the lampshade, and then wipe it..."

"Stirsty bad guy, do you have baking soda at home? These pots are almost rusted, so you don't wipe them well!"

"Stir, help me move the vacuum cleaner over. Didn't you find that under the bed can be used as a zoo..."

Because of offending a goddess, An Yuhang was honored to be the nickname of a bad guy. Of course... An Yuhang would not think that this title is so ugly. Whenever he heard Song Keer call him that, he felt happy, as if he had just drunk a bowl of honey. This was not because An Yuhang had a hobby of abuse, but because he believed that this title represented the relationship between him and Song Keer. Finally, there was a qualitative improvement and a symbol of becoming intimate.

As the saying goes, men are not bad, women don’t love them. As long as they can hold the beauty, even if they become the world’s number one bad guy, what’s the harm!

The two of them worked hard all morning before finally making An Yuhang's doghouse look brand new, at least it was no longer so unbearable. Of course, most of the work was actually done by An Yuhang himself. Although Song Ke'er really wanted to help, An Yuhang was worried that her body could not stand it, and overwork would definitely have an impact, so it turned out that Song Ke'er was commanding on the side, while An Yuhang was like a soldier charging into battle, exhausted and sweaty.

However, seeing the house suddenly become so clean and bright, even though she was so tired that she was sweating, An Yuhang was also in a happy mood. However, after he whispered around several rooms, he still said with some dissatisfaction: "Now the house is much cleaner, but... why is it not as fragrant as your home? I have sprayed a lot of air freshener just now, why does it seem that the more you squirt the smell, the worse it smells?"

Song Keer gave him a light look and said, "This is because this is the home of the bad guy. Of course, the home of the bad guy is smelly... If it smells good, that would be a strange thing!"

An Yuhang didn't mind hearing this, but just smiled and said with a saliva: "It seems that I will often invite you to come to your house to visit us in the future. Maybe after a long time of childhood, I, a bad guy, can also get a little scent of your Xiangxiang Princess!"

Song Ke'er was speechless by An Yuhang's unruly flattery. Just when she was about to hit An Yuhang for a few more words, she suddenly heard the phone in her bag ringing. She took out her phone and looked at it, and her face immediately became ugly.

"Hey... Dad, what do you want to do? Didn't I help you deal with those people yesterday? What do you want me to do... Tonight? No... No! Absolutely not! I am not a lady on the stage. Please don't bother me anymore, okay?"

After saying that, Song Keer hung up the phone and threw it heavily on the coffee table aside. Her face was terrible, and she was obviously in a very bad mood.

An Yuhang sighed secretly, Song Ke'er was in trouble with such a father, but this was someone else's housework after all, and An Yuhang was not good at commenting on it. Therefore, from yesterday to now, An Yuhang has never asked Song Ke'er about her family, and he has not even asked why Song Ke'er drank like that last night.

At this time, he saw Song Keer's depressed look, and he didn't ask. If Song Keer wanted to say something to him, he would naturally speak. If she didn't want to say it, she would just fill in the gaps if she had to ask!

Song Ke'er's mood became extremely bad because of this call. She didn't even eat lunch made by An Yuhang himself, so she went home alone. An Yuhang did not force herself to stay, but just sighed helplessly.

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