"Huh?" Hua Baishi's movements finally stopped, and he began to look his stinky son up and down again. casually said, "Are you dreaming?"

"Huh?" the playboy was caught off guard by the question, and he couldn't figure it out for a moment.

"Whose girl would be so blinded and take a fancy to you?" said Hua Baishi, and lifted the bluestone slab at the bottom of the jar again.

"Don't get excited, listen to me. The boy's survival ** is extremely powerful, and he spits out nothing in his mouth: "My Xinyi's girl is Sister Oiran." ”

When this sentence came out, the playboy himself did not react. But since it has already been spoken, it is not easy to take it back, after all, his father is still carrying a bluestone slab in his hand.

When Hua Baishi heard this, he gave up beating the playboy for the time being. His son actually has a favorite person, and he is also the Oiran in the Qinglou, but he has his own style. It's just that it's the identity of this Oiran, and if you really marry home, I'm afraid you will be laughed at to death.

Of course, his son has already become the laughing stock of Jeonbuk Liangcheng, so he doesn't care about this ridicule. If he wasn't afraid that his son wouldn't find a partner, how could Hua Baishi deceive that Liu Haifeng. With their family's daughter, who can still look at it?

Hua Baishi fell into deep thought, and the picture of his son's scenery after marriage kept coming to his mind. When the time comes, you have to call the old man Liu over to drink the wedding wine, show off with him, and see if he dares to say that no one wants his son.

Thinking about it, Hua Baishi smirked, as if he was happier than getting married.

The playboy stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Hua Baishi's eyes, and found that he didn't react at all, in this case, when will he slip away at this time? So, the playboy walked away in front of his father's eyes.

After a long time, Hua Baishi reacted from his contemplation, and then remembered to ask himself about the marriage of his son of a loser. But when he looked at it again, there was still the shadow of his stinky son.

The playboy rushed to the room angrily, and kept muttering in his heart that Wu Zheng and Luochen were not righteous enough. Of course, this anger also has to be shared with whom. Today, I saw the sword of the falling dust again, so it's better not to follow the falling dust. In this case, only Wu Zheng can bully him.

The playboy rolled up his sleeves, moved his hands and feet, and was ready. Then, a big foot kicked directly on the door, and the door opened. Then, the dandy's shouting voice came in: "Wu Zheng, you come out for me." ”

However, the playboy suddenly realized a problem, Wu Zheng seemed to have moved next door to sleep. Well, the people sleeping in this room should be. Thinking of this, the dude swallowed his saliva, if his guess was correct, there should be a scolding at this time.

"Get out. Sure enough, Mo Han's loud voice rushed out of it and hit the playboy directly in the face.

Where does the playboy dare to stay, he will run away, and the small broken steps are so fast. After a while, the playboy trotted back and closed the door that he had forgotten to close. Then he trotted again and ran to the next door.

Just a few steps away, the playboy was already sweating profusely. As soon as I entered the room, I brought in a burst of cold air, and then quickly found a chair to sit down.

Wu Zheng hadn't fallen asleep at this time, lying on the bed and looking at the deflated playboy with a smile. Playboy naturally can't

Void, immediately returned a look, meaning that you realized it yourself.

In the early morning of the second day, Wu Zheng was awakened by a noisy noise. When I woke up, it was already bright outside. Stretch routinely, then get dressed yourself. The playboy didn't call himself, and he didn't know where he went.

Falling dust will be honest, a person is sneaking around the table. Wu Zheng leaned over curiously, and found that this product was rarely writing.

Although Luochen's hand holding the pen was still a little trembling, at least the posture was correct. This guy's learning ability is actually quite good, at least, as soon as Wu Zheng thought of this, he saw the words written by Luochen.

The next moment, Wu Zheng's face couldn't help but twitch, and the thoughts just now were immediately dispelled. I really looked at the dust, so I can also call it a word when I write it?

Wu Zheng looked uncomfortable, and said helplessly: "Let me teach you." ”

"No, I don't. Luochen shook his head and refused, without even looking at Wu Zheng.

"What, don't believe me?" Wu Zheng said unconvinced. Even if your handwriting is not good-looking, it is more than enough to teach this product.

Look at what Luo Chen's writing is called, it doesn't look like his name, but it means a bit of ink painting. If you had a name, it would be called Chick Peck Rice Chart.

Wu Zhengzheng was thinking, and outside the door, the familiar voice of the playboy sounded: "Come out to watch the play." ”

"Watching a play?" Wu Zheng raised his eyebrows, then go, in short, he never thought it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

Wu Zhenggang took a step forward, then turned back and asked, "You're not going?"

Luochen didn't say anything, but he didn't seem interested. Wu Zheng shrugged his shoulders, then let him practice here blindly and see what kind of practice he can make.

The playboy grabbed Wu Zheng's hand and walked non-stop to the door of the mansion. Wu Zheng was a little confused, and asked as he walked, "What kind of play are you watching?"

"I don't know, the housekeeper said someone was looking for me. The playboy didn't explain in detail, so he dropped such a sentence.

"Why is the butler looking for you to pull me there?" Wu Zheng asked again, but this time the playboy did not answer.

The closer he got to the door of the mansion, the louder the noise became, which made Wu Zheng's heart more and more confused. But looking at the appearance of the playboy, I guess I can't ask why. Come to think of it, the playboy probably doesn't know it himself.

At this time, outside the gate of the mansion, a young man was holding a large knife in his hand, and his dark skin looked even more vicious. And then there are those small slitted eyes, which will even be ignored if they don't blink.

Behind him, a group of people who looked like little brothers stood neatly. Like the young man, he was also holding a big knife, and his face was unkind.

The old butler blocked the door with a few subordinates, so he didn't let the gang in. Just kidding, a random group of gangsters also want to enter the Hua family, when they are what the Hua family is.

"Today, I, I, I want to see your young master of Huafu, I see whom, whoever, dare to stop me. The young man carried a big knife and pinched his waist and said presumptuously. It's just that this stumbling way of speaking made the murderous aura dissipate in an instant.

"Bold, our Huafu is also something that people like you can enter?" The old butler didn't let him in the slightest, he couldn't sympathize with the other party just because he was a stumble. It's really hard to be a housekeeper, and you have to be the same.

"I, I, who am I?" the young man stumbled for a while before the last words came out.

"How do I know. The old butler looked at the group of thugs in front of him with indifferent eyes, and none of them were eye-catching. It's just that this stumbling young man still has some strength, but it's just a chaotic departure from the realm, and as for the rest, it's simply a rabble.

"I, I, I don't care, quickly call your young master, call, call out. The young man's face was flushed, and he almost didn't catch his breath.

Wu Zheng happened to follow the playboy over at this time, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help laughing directly. It was the first time Wu Zheng had seen such a superlative, and he could suffocate himself to death when he spoke. Listening to this young man's words, he was sweating.

"You, you, what are you laughing at?" the young man was not happy, and a look of anger crossed his face.

"I, I, I didn't laugh anything. Wu Zheng learned from the young man's appearance, and also stumbled.

"You, you, you are not allowed to learn from me. The young man's eyes widened, and he stumbled again.

Wu Zheng still wanted to learn, but was patted on the shoulder by the playboy and stopped. At this time, the young man noticed the existence of the playboy, and with a sad and indignant face, he raised his big knife and shouted: "You, you, you are the loser." ”

The playboy scratched his head, although he didn't want to admit it, but he couldn't help it, he said three "you" words in a row, which shows the degree of emphasis.

"That's right, I'm the loser with a good demeanor in the jade tree. As he spoke, the playboy shook off his jet-black hair and smiled charmingly.

At that moment, Wu Zheng's stomach turned upside down, and he said in his heart, can this product be a little more shameless? No, he was going to vomit, but fortunately he didn't eat in the morning, otherwise he would have to vomit out, and he would be blind with food.

"Put, put, fart, how can you be handsome young master. The young man spat and said unashamedly.

This time, Wu Zheng really couldn't stand it anymore, so he started retching while holding his stomach. The playboy is actually quite peugeot-looking, and it is understandable that he is a little narcissistic. But this monster in front of you is a little crazy to say so. Is he blind? Or is there something wrong with the man's aesthetics at all?

The playboy doesn't reply either, and when he sees this kind of idiot in general, he will seem very ungraceful. "Say, what are you looking for?" The playboy was straightforward, being with this idiot was a waste of time, and it was not as good as Wu Zheng.

"I, I, I'm going to beat you. ”

"Beat me?" the playboy raised his eyebrows, and said that he had never bullied a fool or an idiot or anything like that, so why did he suddenly come out and say that he was going to beat himself.

"Did I beat you?" asked the dude tentatively, maybe he had beaten too many people to remember.

The young man shook his head, and just as he was about to speak, the playboy hurriedly interrupted again: "You just shake your head, you don't have to speak." "The playboy is really afraid that he has listened to it for a long time and learned to stumble.

"No, no, no, I, I, I'm going to say. ”

The playboy sighed helplessly, listening to this thing, he felt a little headache. He went back to find a storyteller and listen to the storyteller, so as not to be unable to speak and stumble in the future.