Hu Dajing glanced at Li Chengran, who was lying upright on the ground, and then regretfully glanced at Zhang Yusen, who was still full of care.

The first time I saw a burglar, I was so comfortable.

Hu Dajing jumped down from the table, put his hands behind his back, and strode out of the door.

"Stop, you can't go!" Zhang Yusen saw her pat her ass like this, walked away without any burden, and shouted loudly.

Hu Dajing ignored it, raised his feet and continued to move forward.

"Then you go, no one saw me come in anyway, only you came in with dignity." Zhang Yusen's tone was a hint of smugness.

Hu Dajing paused and was silent.

If he walks away like this, Zhang Yusen, a little cub with no conscience, will definitely be framed.

You can do anything to rob a girl with your brother, but what else can't you do?

Zhang Yusen was even more proud, and continued to provoke: "Are you afraid? ”

Hu Dajing turned around, his face pale and pale: "I'm sorry, since I grew up so much, I haven't seen anything that scares me for the time being." ”

There is still the same, but I am afraid that there is no money.

Zhang Yusen squatted down and touched Li Chengran's swollen forehead and the bag that had to be fought with a big egg, and scoffed at her words.

"Little lady's family, where is there anything that is not afraid? Snakes and rats, are you afraid? ”

"Don't be afraid."

If they hadn't grown up together since childhood and knew the roots, Zhang Yusen would really suspect that Hu Dajing was not a girl, but a strong man.

"People who are not afraid of snakes and rats are the most terrible ......"

Zhang Yusen's "go" was squeezed out from between his teeth, and he didn't see the stars before he fell to the ground, only the fierce and vicious Hu Dajing.

Xindao, I really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes and met Hu Dajing.

I rolled my eyes, and I was unconscious.

Hu Dajing looked at the two teenagers lying on the ground in the shape of "big" in front of him, playing with the delicate colored glazed porcelain vase in his hand.

After comparing the fist with the porcelain vase in her heart, she found that the fist was still good, at least it would not bleed.

Hu Dajing carefully faked the scene.

first threw the two together, and then stuffed the important love letter into Zhang Yusen's hands, and then left satisfied.

Walking to the corner of the front porch, I met Li Sima who was jumping with a goatee.

"Uncle Li." Hu Dajing greeted him obediently.

Under the gentle light, Li Sima felt that this child looked particularly pleasing to the eye today, and he was not usually hated.

"Jing Niang, this is leaving, do you want to go back after dinner?"

"Thank you Uncle Li for your kindness, I came to Chengran to ask for advice, and I was very disturbed." Hu Dajing looked apologetic.

"Look at what you kid said, it's too outward, and it's right to help each other." Li Sima smiled, "Why didn't you see Chengran?" This kid is getting more and more disagreeable, and he won't come out to see you off. ”

"Before I left, he was still working hard in his study." Hu Dajing was talking nonsense, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, and his eyes were not blinking.

Li Sima Hu said suspiciously: "Are you sure he is not reading the words of the little lady of the official family and the poor scholar who are popular on the streets of the market?" ”

Knowing his son is better than his father, he knows exactly what kind of stinky virtue his son usually has.

Recently, Li Chengran has stayed up late every day to read the kind of book that hurts his wisdom, and he is crying.

"It's not a book, it's a serious book "The Book of Rites"." Hu Dajing's tone was firm, and he said nonsense.

"The book of rites must be a little notebook on it."

Li Sima rolled up his sleeves and decided to catch it with his own hands.

Hu Dajing panicked, and he couldn't let the emotional Li Sima rush to the scene of the crime.

Seeing that Li Sima had rushed out of the verandah, in a hurry, Hu Dajing strode forward and grabbed Li Sima's sleeve.

Hearing only the sound of "poof-", Li Sima's sleeves were separated, revealing his big arms with white flowers.

At this time, a gust of wind blew inexplicably, blowing the red lantern swaying back and forth, and the long face of Li Sima flickered and brightened.

"This ...... That ......" Hu Dajing stammered, and hurriedly soothed, "Uncle Li, I didn't mean to, I'll put ...... on you"

"Attached?" The pain in Li Sima's heart! This is his favorite clothes, Qingzhou Xianwen Aya!

Hu Dajing realized that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly changed his words: "I'll sew it up for you." ”

Pulling Li Sima's arm, he put the half of the sleeve up.

Li Sima felt that his beard had withered.

As an elder, you can't lose your temper because of a truncated sleeve and a junior, and you will be said to rely on the old and sell the old.

I was very aggrieved in my heart, and I felt a kind of heartache that I couldn't express.

The knocked out teeth can only be swallowed silently in the stomach, who makes themselves old?

"No need." Li Sima silently held half of his sleeve in his hand, and his tone was indescribable, "Jing Niang, you go, I won't send you." ”

Hu Dajing was a little ashamed in his heart.

From the delicate texture of this garment, and the silky, cold touch in the hand in this hot summer, you can guess that there is a lot of silver.

"Uncle Li."

"What's wrong?" Li Sima turned back patiently.

Hu Dajing lowered his head, his toes kept rubbing against the ground, his fingers rolled his skirt, and he said uneasily: "Uncle Li, you shouldn't let me compensate, right?" ”

When Li Sima heard this, he felt that the blood in his head was flowing backwards.

Before he could speak, Hu Dajing raised his head, his brows were down, and there were crystal tears on his cheeks, which looked particularly pitiful in the gentle light.

"Uncle Li, you also know, I have no mother since I was a child, although I have a father, but I can't pick it up, I usually cook too much dough, he can scold all day, if he knows that I ripped off your sleeves......" Hu Dajing played the sad card, "So, can you not ......"

Li Sima's brows were tangled together: "Don't you cry, don't you want anything?" ”

"Don't tell me Daddy." Hu Da stopped crying and covered his face with his hands.

Li Sima was silent, and these words hit his heart.

What he thinks now is that he will hand over a post to Hu's house in a while, first invite Daddy Hu to take a bath in the soup shop, and then talk about Hu Dajing's evil deeds and ask for the silver of his clothes back.

Hu Dajing raised his head and dipped his crony in tears, and said sadly: "I know that although Uncle Li is middle-aged, he is still a delicate flower, speaks beautifully, and draws bamboo vividly, you know that your words may affect the rest of others' lives." ”

Hu Dajing spared no effort to pat Li Sima's ass, and in front of dignity and eating soil, he could only choose to pat his ass.

She was also nervous in her heart, after all, Li Sima was used to slapping other people's sycophants, and the sycophants' routines were more perfect than anyone else's.

I wonder if I will fall into the pit?

She's waiting, and it's here to make or break.

If God really let her eat dirt, then there is no way.

I saw Li Sima's face cold, and he brushed his beard with his bare arms and said, "Jing Niang, you are really ......"

"What is it?" Hu Dajing's heart was beating faster.

"It's really the same as what a hero sees!"

Hu Dajing smiled.

Li Sima is used to patting other people's ass, and he still longs for someone to pat his ass.