Ah Wang, who was as thin as a firewood stick, was slipped into his hand by Hu Dajing, and his body shrunk into shrimp, and the scene was extremely shocking.

Li Chengran seemed to see himself in the morning, losing his male dignity in front of the monarchs.

Ngawang shouted pitifully: "Xiao Langjun, the slave is afraid, help......"

Although he has lost face in front of outsiders, no matter what, he must retain his dignity at home.

"Jing Niang, the matter between us has nothing to do with others, let this innocent person go!" Li Chengran couldn't bear it.

With both hands behind him, he is a panache for the common people in the world.

The screams lingered in his ears, and Ngawang was easily thrown out by Hu Dajing.

The sky was too dark, and the perfect parabola was not seen, which made Hu Dajing feel a little pity.

"Okay, the innocent people have been thrown out, so let's solve the problem between us." Hu Dajing said with a smile.

By the way, he shook his arm and kicked his leg again, although his leg was not kicked away and he got off, but it was enough to bluff Li Chengran for a moment.

Li Chengran's handsome little face was pale, as if it had been coated with a thick layer of putty powder, and the orange light could not hide it.

"What's the problem between us?" Li Chengran glanced at Hu Dajing a few times before cautiously asking.

Hu Dajing had just finished his warm-up exercises, and was admiring the paintings hanging on the wall at this time, so he asked, "Who painted this painting?" ”

When a storm comes, it's always calm.

Li Chengran was even more worried: "This is what my father painted when he had nothing to do." ”

"This bamboo leaf is not as beautiful as my Ah Jin's paw print." Hu Dajing seriously expressed his views.

It's not easy to draw bamboo as a 'Hundred Ghosts Stretching Out Their Claws and Devouring at Night'.

Anthropomorphic with objects, frightening with paintings.

The only hobby of the Sven man Li Sima is to splash a few strokes of ink without anything, and he especially likes to paint bamboo.

It's okay to scribble everywhere and destroy public property, and his bad works are hanging everywhere in the house.

Li Sima's paintings have a high output, and he does not frown for a day, and with a wave of his brush, dozens of dangerous works will come out from time to time.

"Yes, yes." Li Chengran nodded in agreement.

If it weren't for the fear of affecting the deep relationship between father and son, and the financial route being cut off, Li Chengran would have torn these broken paintings to pieces.

"Alright, let's get down to business." Hu Dajing approached Li Chengran.

Li Chengran was so frightened that he hid behind the table and covered his head with a cushion.

"Last night, where were you?"

Li Chengran stumbled and said, "I'm at home...... Sleep at home! ”

"Nonsense!" Hu Dajing snorted coldly.

"Then what do you say I did last night?" Li Chengran has a large colored cushion on his head, like a turtle shell printed Wang Ba.

Hu Dajing sat on the table and lightly slapped Li Chengran's head through the cushion: "You still dare to talk back!" ”

Just this fluttering punch also made Li Chengran's head dizzy.

After a bout of vertigo, he quickly came to his senses again, recalled the conversation in the morning, and fought back to survive.

"Where did you see me? You keep saying that I stole your bottle, what is your evidence? ”

Hu Dajing snorted coldly again, and punched again mercilessly: "Do you think you can resist the beating with a shell?" ”

"Then you're going to kill me." Li Chengran said loudly that the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

made it difficult for Hu Dajing, she really had no evidence.

If there was evidence, this kid's mouth would have been swollen.

Although Li Chengran had stars in the sky above his head, he was very smart and guessed the general ins and outs of the matter.

It's just that there is a little thief who is bold and daring, doesn't know the height of the sky, feels that there is no hope in life, and wants to have some fun, broke into Hu's house, touched Hu Dajing's house, and stole the porcelain bottle in her house.

Hu Dajing probably held the idea that the distant thief couldn't leave the near alley, and as soon as he was suspicious, he was suspicious.

After thinking about it, his confidence hardened, Li Chengran straightened up, and went away from the shrunk just now.

"Jing Niang, you just punched me twice." Li Chengran said stiffly.

"What do you want?" Hu Dajing said arrogantly.

I saw her sitting on the table with Erlang's legs crossed, and the brush in her hand was spinning in circles, like an out-and-out female ruffian.

"Good men don't fight women." Li Chengran's voice was weak, and he secretly swore in his heart that he would record the account of these two punches on Zhang Yusen's head.

Hu Dajing glanced at the two black clouds under Li Chengran's eyes, and decided to change the method.

So, she put down her legs, sat upright, brushed her hair, and said sweetly: "Brother Chengran, where did you go to hang out in the middle of the night last night?" And what's wrong with your little voice? I'm so worried. ”

When Hu Dajing said these words, he wanted to vomit and tried to suppress the shame in his heart.

She is an old aunt in her twenties, and she is really ashamed to be cute to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy.

However, this trick still works quite well for Li Chengran.

He looked like an idiot, and kept shouting: "I recruit, I recruit, I recruit......"

Li Chengran was scared and couldn't be provoked.

"You have a dark complexion, blank eyes, dull eyes, weak legs, abnormal behavior, hoarse voice, slurred speech, these symptoms look like a lot of masturbation at night... Caused by doing bad things at night, it is not fast to be truthful! ”

With a "snap", Hu Dajing slapped the ebony paperweight next to his hand.

Li Chengran spoke shyly: "The evidence is in you... On your hips. ”

Hu Dajing glared at Li Chengran, looked down and found that he was indeed sitting on a crumpled piece of paper.

She lifted her buttocks slightly, picked up the piece of paper, and asked curiously, "What is this?" ”

Li Chengran raised his eyes, and said with a little sneer: "You can just look at it." ”

Hu Dajing shuddered, and he realized what Li Chengran felt just now.

"I love Jiaojiao?" Hu Dajing read out the signature, and then looked at Li Chengran, who was so shy that he shrunk into a ball, this is a love letter?

Reading other people's love letters or something, she likes it the most.

Li Chengran felt that he was quite literate, and secretly instructed him to continue reading.

"That day, the peach blossoms are gorgeous, a glimpse in front of the pork stall, I can't sleep, your eyes are like peach blossoms, I am intoxicated with this, I can't extricate myself......"

Hu Dajing hissed, the front was still like a word, and the painting style in the back changed abruptly.

"My joy in you is like your father's big, wide chopping board, greasy, but full of joy on it." Hu Dajing frowned, "Are you pork residue on the chopping board?" ”

"I'm lard." Li Chengran said shyly, "I'm afraid that my abrupt joy will make Jiaojiao feel fierce and greasy, with this explanation, Jiaojiao will get used to seeing me in the future." ”

“......”

"So you sent a love letter last night?"

"Hmm." Li Chengran's eyes instantly dimmed, "Not only did I send it, but I also read love letters a hundred times and sang more than 20 love poems, and finally returned in disappointment." ”

As a result, I couldn't speak the next day.

Hu Dajing pursed his lips and couldn't help but strike: "Even if you disturb the people at night, what kind of bullshit is written?" If I were the king's butcher, I would have killed you with that machete that had chopped through countless pigs' heads. ”