Such a good-looking psychopath?

Tut-tut, what a pity.

With the previous lesson, Ling Zhi didn't want to talk to these psychopaths casually anymore. As soon as she turned to leave, she saw an old hen "clucking" around her, and tried to peck at her shoes, blocking her path.

There was a sound of footsteps behind her, and Ling Zhi turned her head to see the extremely good-looking chicken feeding boy walking towards her, presumably to catch the chicken.

The old hen at his feet intensified her efforts to peck at Ling Zhi's shoes, and Ling Zhi kicked the old hen away and casually asked the young man: "Your chicken (manual harmony) right?" ”

The chicken feeding boy suddenly paused, and he became even more silent, and after a while, he said, "18 centimeters." ”

“……”

Ling Zhi stroked his forehead and asked again, "It's your ji, right?" Can it be managed? ”

The chicken feeding boy stared at his crotch, and then at the chicken on Ling Zhi's feet, and asked suspiciously, "My ji...... Did you mess with you? ”

“……”

The atmosphere fell into a deathly awkwardness.

Ling Zhi kicked the old hen away again, and turned to leave. The old hen fluttered her wings and "clucked" a few times, as if expressing anger at Ling Zhi.

Old hen inner os:.

"Stop, speak clearly." The chicken-feeding boy stopped Ling Zhi, "You don't like my excitement, right?" I can give it to you if you like it, it tastes good too, and you can eat it tonight if you want to. ”

After Ling Zhi heard those two words in his mouth, he realized what J8 question she had just asked, her cheeks flushed, and she said angrily: "I like you \a!" ”

"If you don't like it, you don't like it, why scold me." The chicken feeding boy pursed the corners of his lips, a little aggrieved, "I'm just a chicken feeder." ”

Ling Zhi felt an unstoppable cold sweat dripping on her forehead, and she pointed to the old hen on the ground: "What did you just say...... Eat this chicken for dinner today? ”

"What do you think?" A question from the soul of a chicken-feeding boy.

"I thought ......" Ling Zhi wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and suddenly laughed heartily, "I also thought I would eat this chicken tonight, and there will be chicken to eat tonight?" Hahaha that's great. ”

"Hmm." The chicken-feeding boy nodded.

Ling Zhi saw that his words and deeds did not look like a mental illness, and asked, "Are you...... What degree of psychosis? ”

"Severe." The chicken-feeding boy grabbed a handful of grain from the plate and threw it to the old hen on the ground, "Come up and play with me?" ”

"No, thank you." Who is looking for a severe psychopath to play.

"Third brother." Another psychopath in green and white stripes walked up to him, "The one over there has been fed." ”

"Third brother?"

Ling Zhi couldn't help but observe the chicken feeding boy in front of him for a few points, he was clean and clean, and he looked like he was eighteen years old, but the person who called him "Third Brother" was a greasy uncle with a big bald head and a shaven beard, and he was about forty years old. But he respectfully called this younger brother brother?

What is their psychotic mindset really like?

Incomprehensible, incomprehensible.

"This third brother, take the liberty of asking, how old are you?" Ling Zhi asked

"I just said it, 18 centimeters." The third brother said lightly.

The greasy uncle next to him looked at him with adoring eyes.

"Lao Tzu asked you how old you are!! Age!! Ling Zhi roared in a broken heart.

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