Chapter 12 It's Your Sister Again

In terms of appearance, Zhang Meirun, a pure little girl, whether it is her delicate facial features, her delicate and graceful posture, or the close-fitting silk T-shirt, and the little white skirt that can only cover her thighs, have added a lot of points to her.

If you give her a score of 100, give her 90, and it's no problem at all.

The thirteenth sister is much worse, her short hair is dyed yellow, and she is wearing suspender jeans loosely, and she can't see that she is in good shape.

Of course, it's not much better.

Let's talk about temperament.

Zhang Meirun's expression was gentle, her eyes cut water, and her delicate face smiled gently, as if she could pinch out the water.

And the thirteenth sister had a cold expression and gloomy eyes, as if everyone owed her twenty-five or eighty-thousand.

It's just these two girls, Zhuang Zhixiong said hello to the two, but looked at the thirteenth sister with gentle eyes: "Long time no see, how are these two years going?" ”

"Hmph, I ran into you...... Evil ghosts, it's no wonder that they can be so good! ”

After her expression stiffened for half a minute, the thirteenth sister finally reacted, and hurriedly pulled her friend back two or three steps one after another, as if it was not a handsome handsome guy in front of her, but a demon who eats people and does not spit out bones.

"Do you hate me so much?"

Zhuang Zhixiong touched his chin speechlessly.

Before going out today, I dressed up myself, even if the clothes I wore were cheap, but the image should be good.

"Good dog doesn't get in the way, it's fine, go away!"

The thirteenth sister couldn't tell why she hated the handsome guy in front of her so much, but when she saw the other party, she couldn't help but want to choke.

"I have a friend who has a birthday in the evening, let's go together."

Zhuang Zhixiong chose to turn a blind eye to the bad attitude of the thirteenth sister and directly sent out an invitation.

"Heh, if you let me go, I'll go, who do you think you are?"

The thirteenth sister raised her neck, revealing a provocative look, obviously not intending to give in.

Zhuang Zhixiong couldn't help but squint his eyes when he heard this: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that she is yours...... Cousin! ”

"My cousin?"

The thirteenth sister paused for a moment, and then burst into laughter: "Hey, little bastard, can you use snacks when you lie, I don't have a cousin, where is my cousin's birthday?" ”

"Her mother is your mother's half-sister, do you think she counts as your cousin?"

"Forehead ......"

The thirteenth sister has lived on Balan Street since she was a child, and the closest person is her friend Zhang Meirun, except for her father.

Zhuang Zhixiong's appearance three years ago forced him to call him brother, and he scolded back at that time, but his butt was almost broken.

Looking back now, I still feel a terrible pain in my butt.

Why does this guy like to climb relatives with others so much, not only likes to climb relatives himself, but also likes to climb with others.

Interesting?

Zhang Meirun stood aside, saw her friend's doubts, gently pulled her friend's arm and said, "Thirteenth sister, what he said is true or false, you ask Uncle Da, don't you know?" ”

If it was the thirteenth sister three years ago, even if it was a real relative, she would not recognize it, after all, she and her father lived to grow up, supported each other, and no relatives came to the door.

As a result, when I grew up, someone came to the door to recognize my relatives, and the thirteenth sister is not uncommon.

But what happened to my father last night made the thirteenth sister feel alone, if there is really a relative, maybe her father's grievances will be settled.

Speaking of which, the thirteenth sister has grown up, is sensible, knows to be considerate of her father, and is no longer willful.

"Then you say, do you know my mother's name?"

Anyway, if you should ask, the thirteenth sister still has to ask, if the other party is talking nonsense, there is no need to ask her father.

"Wang Xia."

Zhuang Zhixiong naturally knew the name of the thirteenth sister's mother, and even who the thirteenth sister's biological father was, he also knew.

It's still my cheap daddy Lei Luo.

Blowing Shuida is also a pot picker for Lei Luo, but unlike the pot picker surnamed Zhuang, Blowing Shuida was originally Sister Xia's right-hand man.

By the way, Sister Xia, that is, Wang Xia, the mother of the thirteenth sister, was known as Sister Xia back then, and her name was definitely a legend among women in Xiangjiang.

"You investigate me?"

The thirteenth sister was furious, her mother had been dead for more than ten years, and she could still be known by someone, needless to say, she must have investigated carefully.

Why Survey? Don't think about it, you must want to bully yourself and your father.

It's okay for others to bully her, but Dad, the only relative, is her bottom line.

"Can't you?"

Zhuang Zhixiong replied lightly.

He was an orphan, he was an orphan when he was a little monk in his previous life, and when he came to this world, he didn't enjoy his mother's love for a few years, and he became an orphan again.

Of course, he originally had a father, but unfortunately that father could not recognize him as an illegitimate child.

Zhuang Zhixiong, who longs for family affection, almost never disobeys his cousin Miao Zhihua's words.

But a cousin is a cousin, not a relative of the in-laws.

In the past few years as a troubled boy, Zhuang Zhixiong worked hard to collect a list of Lei Luo's lovers, and finally let him find a few more half-siblings.

Ziyun is one of them, and the thirteenth sister is also one of them.

I'm an older brother.,In order to better protect my sister.,Investigate my sister's situation.,Can't you?

"Of course not!"

Thirteenth sister is the same as Zhuang Zhixiong, Zhuang Zhixiong wants to protect her relatives, and she also wants to protect her relatives.

The reason is the same, and the heart is the same.

Family affection is the thing that can touch the soft flesh of the heart the most in this world.

The thirteenth sister has supported and supported her father since she was a child, if Zhuang Zhixiong told her that this father was not her father, she would definitely want to kill people like crazy.

Although Lei Luo is the biological father of the thirteenth sister, Lei Luo has not given the thirteenth sister any affection except for supporting Sister Xia in business.

But Fushuida treats the thirteenth sister as his own flesh and blood, and pulls a handful of and urine, which can be regarded as giving it all.

Although the basis of Blowing Shuida's affection for the thirteenth sister is his love for Sister Xia, after Sister Xia's death, he can still extend his feelings to this daughter, and it can be said that Blowing Water is already a qualified father.

"Whatever you want."

Zhuang Zhixiong two years ago, after seeing the deep father-daughter relationship between the thirteenth sister and the blowing water, he never thought that he could let the thirteenth sister call him brother.

When the thirteenth sister heard Zhuang Zhixiong's compromise, she suddenly raised her toes, as if she had won a big battle, and subconsciously forgot about Zhuang Zhixiong's investigation of her.

Zhuang Zhixiong didn't wait for her to continue to be happy, so he continued: "Tonight is your sister's birthday, you have to go to participate, after all, she is alone in Xiangjiang, you are a sister, and it is not a big deal to say happy birthday in the past, right?" ”

Thirteenth sister, as long as Zhuang Zhixiong does not involve his own family, it doesn't matter anything.

But just like that, she was a little reluctant in her heart.

But let her open her mouth to refuse, she didn't dare, after all, Zhuang Zhixiong's palm was slapped on the ass back then, and it still makes her afraid of three points.

With a move of her eyebrows, the thirteenth sister finally smiled and said, "If you want to invite this girl, you can also invite this girl, but how to calculate the appearance fee?" ”

"What do you want?"

The thirteenth sister stretched out a finger, and her eyes widened hard: "One thousand, less than a thousand, don't talk about it!" ”