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Since Zimo took on this role, he almost regarded himself as Ling Xiaoxiao's boyfriend.

Zimo frowned and looked at Wang Junhao, "Wang Dashao, are you a pig?" Or is it a brain that goes into? What is my surname, my surname, whose son do you say I am? ”

"Speaking of work, I'm a little ashamed, more than ten years have passed, and now I'm just a free unemployed."

Zimo's words were extremely vulgar, which made Wang Junhao blind, and it took several seconds to react, no one in his circle was so vulgar and scolding, they paid attention to a demeanor.

There are also free unemployed, this title is really cheeky.

"You ......"

Wang Junhao suppressed his anger and mocked, "Zi family, why haven't I heard of such a family? Where did the hillbilly come from. There are still any free unemployed people, isn't it just an unemployed vagrant, a little white-faced, and eats soft rice. ”

"Wang Dashao, I don't dare to agree with these words." Zimo looked at Wang Junhao and suddenly asked, "What is a hillbilly?" What is nobility? Does Wang Dashao think that you are a nobleman? ”

Wang Junhao smiled proudly, his movements were indescribably elegant, he didn't know why Zimo would talk to him about this issue, but it didn't hinder his pride, his family was inherited from the era of science and technology, and it was not destroyed in the apocalypse.

The difference between the outburst family and those families with a long tradition lies in this aristocratic temperament.

"Of course. I'm not, it's still you. What qualifications do you have to talk to me about nobility with a hillbilly like you. ”

Zimo's temperament changed abruptly at this time, and at the same time, the fate of the emperor changed, like an unspeakably expensive king, "Rich does not mean noble." Nobility is not only a temperament, but also a spirit. Wealth and nobility have never been the same thing, wealth is material, and nobility is a spirit. ”

"Nobility represents dignity and conduct, and he never means pampered. He respects the poor and does not oppose the spirit of the poor. The real nobility lies not in the nobility of status, but in the nobility of the spirit, and nobility is a kind of cultivation. ”

When Zimo said this, his righteous words, coupled with the sudden temperament on his body, made Ling Xiaoxiao unconsciously dazzle, and secretly said well.

Zimo finally looked at Wang Junhao, "Just by what you called me just now, it can be seen that you despise me." You're a rich man at best, and an uneducated rich man. ”

It makes sense, what he said makes so much sense that he can't refute it. Even at this moment, Wang Junhao had the illusion that the young man in front of him was more like a nobleman than himself.

At the moment, he felt like an imposter questioning the authenticity, clown, he was like a clown.

Damn, no, no, no, he's just a hillbilly. Wang Junhao scolded in his heart.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, his face was still bathed in the spring breeze, and the words he spit out were word by word, "Why should the hillbilly quibble? Hehe, what kind of free unemployed, isn't it just an unemployed vagrant, a little white face? ”

This Da Shao Cheng Mansion seems to be deeper than he imagined, but the script has already been written, and you must cooperate if you don't cooperate.

And this woman, smart women are always so annoying, and this woman is too confident, it's not a good thing to be too confident, she thinks she can control everything, but the script doesn't necessarily follow what you wrote, it's ridiculous that she has murderous intent towards herself.

Zimo didn't have the time to care about the crooks of these big families, but he had already been involved, and he was still the kind of lying gun, how could he have a good face for Ling Xiaoxiao, who had a handful of himself.

Now that she has entered the game, then the script has to be according to herself, even if she is disgusted Ling Xiaoxiao, it is good, this girl in the province still thinks that she is really so easy to use.

"Wang Dashao, this is ......" Zimo's face was angry, and then he said dejectedly, "It just makes me embarrassed." Over the years, I have lived on Xiaoxiao's relief, if it weren't for Xiaoxiao, I'm afraid I would have died on the streets. I want to find a job, but Xiaoxiao, this person, you know, hey, she must let me rest at home, saying that she makes money to support me. ”

Zimo said here, not looking at Wang Junhao, but looking at Ling Xiaoxiao with affectionate eyes, "I'm so useless, Xiaoxiao didn't dislike me, and she didn't leave me." I didn't want to be a drag on her, but who knows, Xiaoxiao has already announced that I won't marry. Xiaoxiao has a true affection for me, so, what else do I want. If a wife is like this, what more can a husband ask for? ”

said, and hugged Ling Xiaoxiao, "In this life, there is only life and death." ”

Ling Xiaoxiao had goosebumps when she heard it at the moment, and when Zimo said this, it meant like she was cheeky and sticking to him.

Now she feels as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly, she can't spit it out, and she swallows and swallows. What's more, Zimo is still holding her now.

In fact, she also felt Zimo's thoughts more or less, she was such a stingy man, and she even regretted it a little.

Ling Xiaoxiao was hugged by Zimo at the moment, her face was flushed, and she scolded Zimo in her heart. Of course, Zimo is not much better, after all, when it comes to women, he is still a very idiot, but he still instinctively feels uncomfortable.

At this time, their thoughts at the same time were, why didn't this damn Wang Junhao do it, he was really a coward.

Fancy cultivation of affection.

After his hard work, not only did he not hit the dog man and woman, but the dog man and woman actually gave themselves a handful, fancy cultivation of affection, and more importantly, they also showed off their blood.

Wang Junhao couldn't bear it anymore, what aristocratic demeanor, what calculations, to hell with it, at this moment he just wanted to beat Zimo hard, and then robbed Ling Xiaoxiao, let this hillbilly see how Ling Xiaoxiao was forced by himself, thinking of this, a perverted pleasure rose in his heart.

Wang Junhao was about to beckon his subordinates to go up together, but when he looked left and right, he suddenly remembered that he didn't bring his men down today, okay, since this is the case, only he himself went up.

Wang Junhao has this self-confidence, why the family indulges him in a way, it is because he is a fifth-level evolutionary, a genius of the younger generation of his family. If it is of no value at all, even if it is an order to run a girl, such a task will not fall on your head.

What is this hillbilly on the other side, even with Ling Xiaoxiao's help, will he be stronger than himself?

Wang Junhao didn't even have the power of his own life, his fist had been swung out, he was proud, but he could also be proud, but whether he was proud or not, there was only one result.

"Wang Dashao, what do you see behind you?"

Hehe, what about when I'm a three-year-old? Wang Junhao sneered in his heart, which made him even more sure that Zimo was just a silver gun wax head, and he couldn't use it, otherwise why would he use such a trivial method.

Therefore, his fist added a little more strength, and he wanted to tell Zimo that under absolute strength, those three indiscriminate were useless.

But at this time, Zimo was lost.

Zimo pouted, he was really an amateur, there were at least five empty doors in this punch. And he didn't even have to use all his strength to deal with himself, he didn't even have the heart to play with Wang Junhao.

He shook a false head, the fate of the emperor's capital turned, the speed had reached the extreme, and he kicked Wang Junhao's ass, and Wang Junhao fell to the ground with a dog gnawing mud.

Well, it hurts.

It's still a familiar formula, but it's a different person. Zimo thought of Cen Pengtian at this time, and he didn't know what happened to his arrogant classmates, whether his ass was good or not.

Cen Pengtian, who was far away in Xingyao City, suddenly felt a chill in his body, and wondered in his heart, who is trying to calculate me?