"In my plan, Meng Zhize, you have to be at home every day."

Photo, Jin Ran threatened Meng Zhize's guarantee to go home on time every day.

Jin Ran put away his mobile phone, picked up a slipper, and gently patted Meng Zhize's handsome face, not light or heavy, with an insulting meaning.

Meng Zhize sneered, "Didn't you eat?" With a little force, I don't hurt at all! ”

Jin Ran said, "Later, I'm afraid you'll cry and beg me to stop." ”

The macho Meng Zhize was furious, "Daydreaming, wishful thinking." However, Bai Jinran, I will definitely not let you go. ”

Jin Ran didn't speak, took the slippers and continued to hit Meng Zhize in the face.

Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes, half an hour, Jin Ran never tired of it, Meng Zhize's cheeks gradually became red and swollen, his skin was chapped, and wisps of blood flowed out.

"Don't hit, don't hit, please don't hit me, my face hurts!"

Jinran's slap on the face is neither light nor heavy, no pain or itching, under Jinran's unremitting patting, the tiny stinging pain accumulates over time, gathers sand into a tower, and gathers into an innegligible pain in the heart.

Meng Zhize is very good at beating and scolding the original owner, but he is just a weak man who does not touch the spring water with his fingers, and he can't endure hardship or pain.

Jin Ran didn't listen, I went my own way, and it wasn't until dinner time that Jin Ran put down his slippers, washed his hands, and took out his mobile phone to order takeout.

More than half an hour later, the takeaway brother arrived at the door.

Jinran ate and drank to his heart's content, swiped his mobile phone to understand the world.

Meng Zhize sat in place, starving and freezing, so pitiful.

"Jinran, I'm hungry, I'm hungry, give me food." Meng Zhize said in a commanding tone.

Jin Ran ignored Meng Zhize, waited for the time to be about the same, and went to bed.

Meng Zhize was numb and sore, aggrieved and remorseful, his eyes were full of tears, and he sobbed in a low voice.

The intermittent cry spread in the night, like a ghost crying, which was creepy, and the neighbors turned on the lights and got up, rubbed their arms and went out to check.

The neighbors searched for it, and a group of people gathered in front of the gate of Meng Zhize's house.

"Wouldn't it be Meng Zhize, he did it again, and Jinran's poor child was beaten and cried?"

"It doesn't sound like Bai Jinran's, the cry is a man's."

"At night, the man is crying, is his father dead or his mother dead?"

A group of men laughed, laughing at Meng Zhize for being unseeded and courageous, like a woman.

The crying became more and more infiltrating, more and more noisy, some people couldn't bear it anymore, the door of Meng Zhize's house was smashed by himself, and they came in and out at will.

Entering the house, the neighbors found the living room in a mess and the chairs in a mess.

"Woo-woo-woo......." The crying seemed to come from the toilet.

Someone said, "Well, uninvited, isn't that okay?" ”

Another person said, "What are you afraid of, it's Meng Zhize that they are not right first, they don't sleep at night, what are they arguing about, if you want to beat your wife, you can't beat it again during the day!" ”

Some frowned, "That's not right either." ”

A group of people made a lot of noise and woke up Jinran.

Jin Ran, dressed in white pajamas and holding a cold kitchen knife, stood silently behind them, looking at them with expressionless faces and cold eyes.

"Ahh

"No, it's Bai Jinran."

"It's Bai Jinran, it's scared me to death."

The neighbors came back to their senses, and you asked Jinran one by one, why did there be crying in your house at night?

Jin Ran said lightly, "This is Meng Zhize's latest hobby, you also know who he is, he likes to lick the soles of his shoes a few days ago." ”