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"I'm really much better than Zhao Tingfeng's little white face! If you don't believe me, you can try it for two days! Zhao Tingfeng's little white face can't be picked up on his shoulders or hands, and he can't even beat a dog on the road. Where to be with me! ”

"Ruoshui girl, look at me!"

As he spoke, Zhao Tingli rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms and the muscles on them.

"Look at me, I'm full of power. Don't look at me as the eldest young master of the Zhao family, in fact, I grew up in the street gangsters from childhood to adulthood, and I fight with others every day. Look at my muscles, look at my pecs! ”

As he spoke, Zhao Tingli pulled the placket in front of him, revealing his muscles.

Qian and the others hurriedly covered their eyes, turned away, and no longer looked at Zhao Tingli.

Zhao Tingli slapped his muscles twice hard, making a 'bump' sound.

Zhao Tingli looked at Ruoshui confidently.

Ruoshui glanced at Zhao Tingli's whole body, and then couldn't help laughing, laughing with disdain.

"Cut, just your little bit of meat, I'm embarrassed to show this little bit of yours! I don't feel ashamed! Ruoshui said disdainfully.

After hearing this, Zhao Tingli felt like he had been splashed with a large basin of cold water.

He was suddenly cold from head to toe, and his face instantly turned pale.

"You, what did you say?" Zhao Tingli asked in disbelief.

"I mean, are you just that? At this level, don't you feel ashamed to dare to show it off? Ruoshui replied.

Zhao Tingli was suddenly furious, and his face and neck turned red with anger.

Ruoshui stood there, watching him think.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Tingli actually took several deep breaths and forced himself to endure it.

After enduring it for a long time, Zhao Tingli finally suppressed the anger in his heart.

He forced himself to grin. Say to Ruoshui in the gentlest voice possible: "Well, you are so beautiful, everything you say is right!" Everything you say is right! ”

Ruoshui said, "And then? What do you want to say? ”

Zhao Tingli said: "I want to say, I really like you!" I really, really really pursue you! ”

"So what? I still hate you. Hurry up. I don't want to waste any more words with you! Ruoshui said.

"Little beggar, come here, help Zhao Dagongzi, and throw all these things of his out of the gate!"

After the little beggar heard the order, he immediately ran over.

"Okay, sister! I'll be there right away! ”

The little beggar came to the big boxes, rubbed his hands, and prepared to move the big boxes.

At this time, Zhao Tingli's servant came over and pushed Xiao Qi aside.

"Go aside, you broke our eldest son's things, can you afford to pay for it?"

The little beggar rolled his eyes at the servants.

"Young Master Zhao, do you want me to throw your things out by myself?" Ruoshui asked.

Zhao Tingli was completely furious, and he clenched his fists.

"Ruoshui, what do you want? Lao Tzu has been so lowly to give you face today, you still treat me like this! You still reject me again and again! Isn't Lao Tzu's face a face? What exactly do you want? ”

Ruoshui sneered: "Master Zhao, it should be me asking you, what do you want, right?" It was you who came to my house early in the morning to make trouble, and I drove you away, but you still didn't leave. What do you want? Want to fight? ”

Zhao Tingli gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'll go!" I'm leaving! Sooner or later, there will be times when you regret it! I'm so good! ”