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Chapter 29 Prince Zheng's Ideological Theory

That night, Mr. Zheng did not know where he heard about Yang Muhuai's flirting with Zhou Li. As soon as Zhou Li returned, he stalked and rushed over to act as Zhou Li's lap pendant, and then asked Zhou Li endlessly this matter.

"Brother Li, tell me, what the hell is he..." Zheng Lixuan looked at Zhou Li pitifully, trying to use his soft and cute power to conquer others, but who knew that the target of attack not only didn't appreciate it, but even treated his behavior He was very contemptuous, and once he stepped down, there was another good show that basically happened once every three days.

"Are you a fucking tiger?" Zhou Li said impatiently. By the way, he moved his hand bones and made a "gapagaba" sound, so that others would never doubt this person's fighting power.

"I... I just want to know..." Mr. Zheng rubbed his buttocks that Zhou Li would always look up to, and he climbed forward without hesitation: "Tell me, is there a kiss or..."

"My □□ mother!" Zhou Li looked angry and kicked again, encouraging Mr. Zheng to be unable to get up, otherwise he would be in trouble!Otherwise... the wish of being caught by Yang Muhuai will really come true!

But Mr. Zheng seemed to have seen through Zhou Li's little thoughts, and he stood up stubbornly and unyieldingly like a weed, and miraculously nothing happened. Then, he wanted to open that beautiful big mouth again. : "Is there any~~"

Seeing his action just now, Zhou Li couldn't help but think that when he was a child, he learned the environment description in the text that the weeds grew like this.It’s just that at that time there was no specific picture image. Looking at it now, I suddenly feel that the unsolved mysteries of my childhood seem to have disappeared. It’s just that the lump in front of me is dark, which is in line with the greenness in his mind. The grass is not the same at all.But it is estimated that in the not-too-distant future, after Mr. Zheng has a girlfriend, sooner or later there will be a green grassland above his head.

Although it seems bad to curse brothers like this, the problem is——Zheng Lixuan doesn't have a girlfriend either!

"No," Zhou Li pointed to Zheng Lixuan's mouth, signaling him not to make it useless: "If you ask me again, the mouth will be torn apart!"

"It's fine if you don't say anything." Zheng Lixuan seemed to have no intention of entangled in it, then picked up the phone and sat beside him to watch it expressionlessly.

…… Baduzi, everything changes so fast!

Zhou Li got up calmly and went to make himself a cup of brown sugar water. He seemed to be as stable as an old dog, but he was in a panic.In fact, it's not very calm, there is a villain in my heart jumping up and down, scurrying back and forth, not at all restless.He really couldn't figure out what Yang Muhuai meant today. He had never studied this kind of thing, so he would be confused when he encountered it, not to mention he was a gloomy pervert, a big and three rough old man!

Uh... there seems to be a strong rancid smell in the air...

As time went by, Zhou Li felt that he was about to bend.

It was quite normal at the beginning, but it became more and more weird later on. Maybe he doesn't hate Yang Muhuai too much?Or even other emotions?He couldn't figure it out himself.

It's not that he hasn't had this kind of situation before, but he has always used his little girlfriend in the third year of junior high school as an excuse, but this time, he still wants to use his little girlfriend to plug the big hole in his heart, but it seems nothing use.

In the final analysis, maybe he has his own problems.

There are quite a few people who have confessed to Zhou Li, and they are all girls, but most of them are often concerned about his appearance, and they don’t know everything about him, and they haven’t studied him deeply. All love at first sight is just a matter of sight. After rejecting them, it won't take long for them to find another beautiful boy or something. Zhou Li would secretly laugh when he saw them.

How hypocritical and fresh.

Probably because of the environment he lived in since he was a child, a wall was erected in his heart, and no one dared to approach him or touch him.Only a few people will knock carefully to see what is behind the wall.But the wall remained the same for a period of time and even became stronger, so they all left, and never set foot in this dangerous place.

But they have never worked hard, nor have they opened up, and they can't see the fragile and fragile heart behind the wall.They never knew that the seemingly solid wall was just a vain appearance, but it was actually a cover-up that could collapse and disappear without a trace with hard work.

People always don't know each other. If you like something you just watched, you hold it in your hand like a treasure. After a few times, you get tired of playing with it, and you will always throw it away. It may not be suitable, because Zhou Li has not been accepted. They hold it in their hands.In fact, he can do it, but people extend warm palms to him, and he can't live or die, so who is to blame?It's not Zhou Li himself.

But for Zhou Li, he doesn't need others to hold him in the hands, and he doesn't need others to give him anything. He can't speak nice words, and he won't respect his own ideas in order to please others, so the wall is getting stronger and stronger. It's getting stronger and thicker, even if you stay by his side for a few years, it's hard for people to see his heart.

A void and cold heart.

"Brother Li!" Zheng Lixuan's voice came out of the room, directly interrupting Zhou Li's thinking.

"Fuck!" Zhou Li frowned impatiently. At first, he wanted to rush out to get started, but then he thought that Zheng Lixuan hadn't done anything. the word.

"Come here..." Zheng Lixuan seemed to have discovered something new, the decibels were much better, and he could even reach the height of singing Peking Opera. He called Zhou Li deeply, calling...

The call was unsuccessful, but a cup of brown sugar water was successfully called by him. Before he succeeded in calling his brother Li, the taste of brown sugar water was poured into his mouth in one gulp. The red "gurgling trickle" turned into "a thousand li rushing down", and poured it down his throat overwhelmingly!

"Cough, cough, cough! Cough..." Zheng Lixuan coughed as he was choked by the brown sugar water poured by Zhou Li. He bent down: "Ugh..."

Then, he felt the brown sugar water start to circle in his mouth, and coughed again, and then, the brown sugar water sprayed out from his mouth and nose!

For a while, Mr. Zheng himself and his surroundings were horrible, full of black and red unknown liquid, which made Zhou Li feel sick. In order to prevent Zhou Li from dying first, he brought a towel and Mr. Zheng's freshly washed clothes, with a face full of blood. Throw it to him in disgust and then sit aside and watch the play.

Mr. Zheng's life is too difficult for him!

"Zhou Li..." Zheng Lixuan said with great difficulty: "My mother!"

It was the first time Zhou Li was not angry when he heard this. He sat beside him with great interest, and then said sarcastically, "I heard that your high-pitched voice was pretty good just now. Let me drink some water to moisten your throat."

"I just...wasn't it just to call you..." Zheng Lixuan was so choked that he was struggling to speak now. He picked up his clean clothes and quickly took off the clothes washed by brown sugar water, revealing himself The five-flowered fat on his body slowly put on his clothes, and the five-flowered fat on his body was trembling with his movements, and then he posed in a very narcissistic pose. Do it neatly, and then stare with Zhou Li.

If that person just now was Zhou Li, doing so might fascinate thousands of young girls, but this person, Zheng Lixuan, would only make people sick or throw eggs of hope at him... This is also proved by facts: no Everyone is Zhou Li, and not one person treats everyone the same.

"Brother Li, you won't really..." Zheng Lixuan suddenly became serious, and then approached Zhou Li, looking at him seriously, hesitant to speak.

Zhou Li knew what he wanted to say next. In fact, the question Zheng Lixuan asked was exactly what he wanted to know. Not really sure, not sure exactly what it is.

"No." For some reason, Zhou Li said seriously, but he didn't seem to have this answer in his mind.

"That's good..." Mr. Zheng immediately became more peaceful when he heard Zhou Li say that.Although I don't know if Zhou Li is telling the truth, but hearing him say this makes me feel a little better.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhou Li suddenly saw Zheng Lixuan's little Jiujiu clearly, cooperating with this grandson was afraid that he would fall in love with him, right?

And if you go to him to settle the score now, he will definitely say it's useless, maybe you have to talk about some shit "brotherly love", silently prevaricate this matter on the grounds of caring for Zhou Li, and then let it disappear, forever Zhou Li mentioned it in front of him.

Xiaobaduzi has a lot of ideas if he can't do it himself.

"Master Zheng," Zhou Li got up, and patted Zheng Lixuan on the shoulder: "If you think about it too much, even if I'm really that, I still don't like you."

"No, I'm just...just..." Mr. Zheng didn't know what reason to find, after all, Zhou Li said it out, and it was beyond his control, so he simply acted like he was thinking hard, trying to make himself live longer.

"It's a fart!" Zhou Li wiped his face impatiently, and then put more strength on the hand on Zheng Lixuan's shoulder: "Tell you, I'm not fucking!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh then he laughed dryly.Sounds very fake.

Zhou Li suddenly felt powerless all over, probably because of Zheng Lixuan's reaction, and lowered his hands: "Get lost."

For some reason, the atmosphere became inexplicably awkward.

"Li, Brother Li, I know you're not," Zheng Li paused, and then continued, "But Yang Muhuai..."

"Nor is he." Before Zheng Lixuan could finish speaking, Zhou Li interrupted him.

Zheng Lixuan wanted to say something, but he didn't open his mouth after all. It was the first time he saw Zhou Li define Yang Muhuai like this.

"He's an idiot." Zhou Li felt inexplicably irritable, and might really want to explode all the anger he had accumulated recently, so he quickly shifted the point on Yang Muhuai, but felt that it was not effective.

"But..." Young Master Zheng refused to give up and asked.

"Stop fucking it, what are the elders talking about?" Zhou Li was really impatient, with black lines on his face, and then stood there motionless.

Zheng Lixuan didn't speak any more.

But at this time, he basically made up an outline in his mind, about Zhou Li and Yang Muhuai's theory, that is, his son Zheng's theory of ideology.

Anyway, whether it is true or not, this matter is suspicious in the eyes of a great philosopher like him, and there is a 90.00% possibility of it being true.

He is a person whose thoughts tend to go astray, so he associates it with this incident... After thinking about it a lot, he still can't figure out what the relationship between the two of them is.

At this moment, Zhou Li had just escaped from his in-depth thoughts. He didn't notice that a certain young master was stuck in it. He just played with his mobile phone on the bed. After doing it for a long time, he stayed on the WeChat page all the time, even the phone went black. No response, still staring intently, as if nothing happened.

Of the two people in the room, neither one is normal.

In the end, it was still a phone call, which woke up the two handsome masters who pretended to be handsome.