Chapter 22 Help, the system bullies
"Oh, help, don't fight, don't fight, Lan Ling, I'm your master, don't bully people. Zhong Haotian knelt on the bed and covered his head.
"Hmph, who made the master angry with Lan Ling, people also have a temper system, this time I will teach the master a lesson, hum, go. ”
As soon as Lan Ling disappeared, Murong Xue came in in her pajamas, she saw Zhong Haotian's strange appearance, got into the quilt and sat up to look at him.
"What's wrong with you? ”
Hearing Murong Xue's voice, Zhong Hao reacted and looked around. "Ah, except for me, no one else can see Lan Ling. ”
"Well, it's okay, it's okay, exercise, it's good for health." Zhong Haotian said and quickly lay back in the bed.
thought about it, but greeted Lan Ling again. "Dead Nizi, don't let me find you, I will definitely clean you up after I find you. ”
Lan Ling's cold voice sounded in his head: "Master, you seem to have forgotten that I was in your head, and the fight just now was a little lighter." ”
"Ahh Zhong Haotian pretended to think deeply.
"Respect you big-headed ghost, the master is full of nonsense, you should be beaten again, hehe, master, you'd better not go to the bathroom tonight, you will look good then, Jiumi." ”
Lan Ling's voice disappeared.
"Cut, who's afraid of whom. Zhong Haotian said stiffly.
"Xiaoxue, help me bring a night bucket in. ”
"Ahh Murong Xue immediately got up and went.
"Whew~ Thank God, fortunately, there is Xue'er to call, lalala, see what you do to me. Zhong Haotian crossed Erlang's legs and hummed a small song.
"Master~ Do you want to do the task again, if you want to, how about I'll assign you a task of losing 100 million yuan in ten minutes?"
"Hey, no, that's not a personal vendetta, this... It's against the rules, don't... Lan Ling is good, Lan Ling baby. ”
Lan Ling snorted coldly and said: "It's okay to call the little fairy, I'm in your mind, which rule is violated, the master's brain is funny, it's really a stupid master." ”
"Yes, I was humiliated by my body today, or was bullied by a system, woo woo, little fairy, I was wrong, forgive me. Zhong Haotian pretended to kowtow, but then he thought about it inappropriately, how to face Lan Ling in the future, and withdrew his legs.
"Master, you kneel, why don't you kneel? Hmph, for the sake of you calling me a little fairy, I don't care, it's getting late, rest early, master." Ah~~ Whew. Lan Ling yawned, and then went silent.
Zhong Haotian breathed a long sigh of relief and thought: "Oh, my mother-in-law, I finally avoided it, who would dare to believe that I was bullied by a person, woo woo woo is too miserable." ”
Murong Xue brought the night bucket over and put it in a hidden corner, and then she went to bed and just wanted to say to Zhong Haotian.
"Huhu~huhu. Zhong Haotian was already asleep.
"Hehehe, I sleep so cutely, and I'm a little handsome, just a bit like a child. Murong Xue looked at the sleeping Zhong Haotian obsessively, then quietly kissed him on the mouth, and immediately went back to the bed, and slept with a flushed face.
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"Gave it? Son's pocket money. ”
"I gave it, what my wife confessed, why don't you do it immediately, give him a billion and let him play with it first. ”
"I really slammed the door, I couldn't take it away when I died, I went to sleep with the lights out. ”
"Hey, it's the leader, sleep and sleep. ”
"Don't hug me, hot, go aside. ”
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In Zheng Qi's villa, under the moonlight, he was still wearing a practice uniform and kept hitting the stake man.
"Hey-ha, Zaha, hey-ha. ”
He threw a quick punch, and finally killed the stake man with a sudden punch.
"Skirt is practicing again? It's time to rest so late. ”
"Yes father, I'll go to bed when I can take a shower, you have something to say so late. ”
"Yes, there's something, it's about you, you're not too young, it's time to start a family, is there a favorite woman, dad can help you say a matchmaker, help you find a suitable person to marry. ”
"Father, the child doesn't have this mind at the moment, and wants to practice his fists well, father, you can rest. And he left.
"Oh, this kid has told him several times, but he is not very reluctant, what can I do? ”
Zheng Qixiao's mother said: "What are you anxious about, the children are not too old, some are not married at the age of thirty, wait, when he figures it out, he will make this request." ”
"I hope so, I'm really worried that our son will be lonely and autistic, by the way, he has had a good chat with the Zhong family recently, and the two of them went to the villa of the young master of the Zhu family to play together. ”
"Hey, it's Zhong Longju's son, he's been famous recently, he has invested in a lot of projects, and they've all been released, I've long said anything about a loser, it's all nonsense, it's all those reporters who want to make a big news, they can't believe what they say, a loser can become a rich man, that's okay, who can talk nonsense, really." ”
"Then I invited him to come to his son for more contact, yes, I have seen his son, it is really good, and it is also very righteous, the matter of our son and Zhu Yuhao, inside and out, Zhong Haotian alone has regained face and field, and he has also paid 400 million, and he has taken out so much money at one time to help us resolve Liangzi, a very good young man. ”
"That's good, all the people are good, I'll invite you tomorrow. Zheng Qi's mother said.
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Early the next morning, Zhong Haotian happily visited the Zheng family with gifts, Zhong Longju was even more supportive, he wanted Zhong Haotian and Zheng Qi to worship the handle, so that the cooperation between the two could go further, he urged Zhong Haotian to pass early in the morning.
Zhong Haotian didn't bring Murong Xue over, Murong Xue felt that it should be a friendship between men, and it was not appropriate to take her over, so he stayed at home to clean up the room.
"A friend from afar?"
"Is there any food?"
This is the first sentence Zhong Haotian said.
Zhong Haotian followed Zheng Qi's skirt to his room, which was full of poetry and songs, antique decorations, ancient musical instruments, and calligraphy written by himself on the walls.
"Righteousness, sincerity, self-cultivation, family, governance, and peace in the world. "The vigorous and powerful italics make the font very powerful.
It's clear what kind of person he is.
"I'm obedient, there really are such people now!"