Chapter 871: Chapter 873: Honey, Nice Punch!
The two of them discussed for a long time in the room and almost finished, when suddenly they heard the shout of that strange man outside.
"Hey beauty, when are you cooking? I’m starving."
"Beauty, Little Shitou says your cooking is delicious. I have to try it."
"Beauty, come out quickly, I’m starving to death."
"..."
"..."
Hearing this voice, Xiaoxiao frowned tightly. How could this person be so haunting? His hunger was none of her business.
And always speaking like this might provoke Yang Ming again. As expected, Yang Ming’s face now looked very ugly. Xiaoxiao quickly grabbed him and quietly advised, "Honey, don’t waste your energy on him, we need to save it for our escape."
"Okay." Yang Ming held back his temper and agreed.
His wife was right. He had his own considerations as well. He couldn’t act rashly. If, by any chance, he accidentally twisted his ankle or something during a fight, which could affect their escape plan, they would be doomed.
Seeing Yang Ming agree, Xiaoxiao said, "Honey, I’ll go cook now. Everyone’s hungry."
"I’ll go too." Yang Ming said as he picked up his son from the kang. Although he couldn’t deal with that strange man, he at least wanted to stay by his wife’s side to prevent her from suffering.
Seeing Yang Ming’s actions, Xiaoxiao smiled. Xiaoxiao understood Yang Ming’s intentions, so the family of three went out together.
The strange man in the courtyard heard the door open and immediately pretended to hobble towards them.
"Beauty, you finally came out. I missed you so much."
"Beauty, you look really good in this outfit today."
"Beauty, look at me. My face was hit by your husband, my foot was hit by your husband. It hurts so much, aren’t you going to comfort me?"
"Beauty..."
Hearing the steady stream of "beauty," Xiaoxiao’s veins pulsed. She coldly shouted, "Stop!"
If this person didn’t stop, she would really throw up. How could someone talk so shamelessly; she had never met anyone like this before, even in modern times.
Seeing Xiaoxiao call for a time-out, the man smiled and asked, "Beauty, are you going to say something? Are you going to comfort me? Look at how your husband has hit me."
Xiaoxiao: "..." Comfort your sister, it’s no wonder Yang Ming hit him. She really wanted to hit him too.
If she entertained this man, it would mean she fell into his trap. He would definitely push his luck more. She wasn’t that foolish, so she looked him up and down and then gave Yang Ming a smile and praised, "Honey, good job hitting!"
Seeing Xiaoxiao’s response, the man still looked sad, "Beauty!"
This time, Xiaoxiao didn’t even glance at him but asked Yang Ming, "Honey, who’s this ’beauty’? Do you know them? Is there someone called ’beauty’ here?"
Yang Ming, doting and cooperative, said, "Don’t know them."
Seeing Yang Ming and Xiaoxiao so in sync, the man laughed inwardly but didn’t show it. He continued with a pitiable expression, "Beauty, how can you treat me like this? I’m your gigolo."
"..." Xiaoxiao was truly speechless. This person was indeed shameless, openly calling himself a gigolo.
Still ignoring the man in front of her, Xiaoxiao said to Yang Ming, "Honey, it seems there’s a buzzing fly around here making a racket. Let’s quickly leave."