Annoying Zhao Gongzi

Recently, there was a disturbing thing, I fell in love with a man.

Although I am also a man, this is not the crux of the matter. After all, everyone in the city knows that I love men, because my boyfriend is Mr. Zhao, the nephew of the mayor, the son of Mr. Zhao, the leader of the Long family, and the warlord Huo. The handsome brother-in-law.

The key to this matter is that the man I fell in love with is not Mr. Zhao.

Ah, woman, your name is skittish.Heh, man, why isn't your name always up and down!

Holding the book in my hand, I fell into sorrow, endless sorrow.

The world today is praising the freedom of love, but not necessarily someone will praise me for being ungrateful.Love is mixed with too much kindness and righteousness, so it is difficult to be pure.The main reason is that it is difficult for me to be pure. Mr. Zhao is very pure. He took me in when his family was ruined and died to study with him. He stayed with him until he was eighteen.

Before, I was always wondering why he was so kind to me, and finally I have the answer, there is nothing.

It can also be regarded as seeking benevolence and deserving benevolence.

Fuckhismom.

I didn't say anything, you didn't understand anything.

"One heart, come out."

Oh, Mr. Zhao is back and calling me.

My name is Qiu Yixin.

A little guilty.

I went to the living room and saw Mr. Zhao was taking off his green hat.

The mood is very complicated.

To tell you the truth, I suspect he's been mentally ill for years.

When he saw me, he said, "Why did it take me so long to come down? Come here, I have something for you."

I walked over and he handed me a book.

I said: "Thank you."

He brought his face closer and asked me to kiss him.

I don't really want to kiss, he has already given me ten copies of this book, can you take it easy?

I had no choice but to tell him that I just ate something upstairs and didn't wipe my mouth, so I didn't rub his face with oil.

He said it's okay, it's okay if he kisses me.

After he finished kissing, I asked him what was the taste in his mouth, and he said that he just ate a pancake when he was hungry outside.

I sincerely hope that he does this every day, because I can reduce a lot of guilt.

My heart is dead, at least a pool of stagnant water.

Mr. Zhao said while changing his clothes: "I'm going to a dance tonight, entertain Boss Zheng, you go with me."

I feel the spring breeze is stirring my water.

He glanced at me: "Why are you changing clothes? I went to the smoking hall in the afternoon. There was a smell. Didn't you go out all day?"

I put down my clothes and said naturally: "Change to another position and hang it up."

He said: "Forget it, you can change it too, and wear a suit to match mine."

I chose an outfit that had nothing to do with him.

He asked a little unhappy: "What do you mean by wearing red when I wear green?"

I really don't know why he likes green like that.

I said without blushing and heartbeat: "This is more trendy."

He said: "Trendy ass, you treat me like a fool? Don't you want to date me? This month, when you say you want to sleep, your stomach hurts, your mother's head hurts! Believe it or not, I beat you?"

I said: "I don't like green, Zhao Long, if you have the ability to kill me, if you don't kill me today, you will take my last name!"

"What the hell!" His expression changed, he pulled out the belt from his waist, and yelled, "Bring me that blue one instead! Doesn't red and blue look so much better? You fucking foreign school for nothing Already!"

I hate him, so can't he really beat me up?

Mr. Zhao and I went to the ball, and many people came over to say hello, praising me and him for being more and more talented and beautiful, golden boy and jade boy.

Mr. Zhao was very disdainful, and said to me in private: "Do you want them to talk about it?"

I also don't want them to tell such nonsense.

Not long after, someone said that Boss Zheng was coming.

My heartstrings were plucked again by Cupid, and I couldn't help but look, and saw the man surrounded by the crowd.

His name is Zheng Qi, I heard that he is from the capital city, but I don't know who is behind him, he has done a great deal in business, he is civilized and courteous, personable, and he is also well-versed in both Chinese and Western cultures.I suspect he has stayed abroad.

Mr. Zhao took me to say hello to Mr. Zheng.

Mr. Zheng smiled slightly, and I was intoxicated by his smile.

Mr. Zheng said that he brought me a gift from another place, so I accepted the original foreign-language novel that I couldn't find anywhere in the bookstore.

Mr. Zheng asked me to dance, and Mr. Zhao stepped on me, saying that I had a stomachache and couldn't dance.

I said my stomach didn’t hurt suddenly, Mr. Zhao said no, your stomach still hurts, I said I really don’t hurt anymore, Mr. Zhao asked me if I wanted to hurt myself or he helped me, I said I suddenly felt a little pain up.

Mr. Zheng changed it to politely ask Mr. Zhao to dance.

Zhao Longchou is shameless.

After stepping on Mr. Zheng's countless feet, Mr. Zhao came back to me and said that I had a stomachache and asked the driver to take me back first.I said my stomach didn't hurt suddenly, Mr. Zhao said no, your stomach still hurts, I said I really don't hurt anymore, Mr. Zhao asked me if I wanted to hurt myself or he helped me, I said you have the ability to make my stomach hurt immediately It hurts, if you don't hurt me to death, you can take my last name. Mr. Zhao's expression changed, he rolled up his sleeves, and fell on the sofa, saying that he suddenly had a stomachache.

Mr. Zhao and I returned home early.

Go home, close the door, Mr. Zhao said he wanted to talk to me.

He talked to me twice in his life, the first time was me, and the second time was today.

I said, "Let's talk."

Mr. Zhao asked: "Did you fall in love with Zheng?"

I said: "Yeah."

Mr. Zhao said: "Okay, then you can go to him."

I asked: "Really?"

Mr. Zhao said: "Is it true or fake? Go away."

I turned around decisively and sprinted without stopping.

In this way, there was no time.

Mr. Zhao rushed to the door like a small whirlwind, locked the door behind him, and pointed at me: "Are you really fucking leaving?! You think about it with your brain, it's impossible! Did you go to the book?!"

I said, "You let me go."

Mr. Zhao asked: "Then I won't let you go, so you won't go? When the hell have you ever heard my words?!"

I said earnestly: "You and I really have no love."

Mr. Zhao yelled at me: "The devil wants to have love with you! I just want to fuck you! You can figure it out so you can kill me?!"

I continued to earnestly say: "Jin Xian'er likes you very much, he loves you."

Mr. Zhao yelled at me again: "You said I didn't fuck him! You're going to mess with me until next year?!"

I still earnestly said: "Reluctantly, there is no happiness at all."

Mr. Zhao continued to yell at me: "If you continue to do this, you want to force Jin Xian'er to death. You must let me drive him to another place?!"

I calmly said, "I haven't mentioned Jin Xian'er."

Mr. Zhao yelled at me: "How can I feel sorry for you?! Every day! From your squad leader to your teacher to my father! Ah! You also liked my uncle! Ah! I don’t even remember the name of that martial arts student! Ah! That worker who moved rice! Ah! That teller at the bank! Ah! That foreigner in the pastry shop! Ah! You also want to like a fucking eunuch this time! Ah!"

me?"

"Ah, your mother's size, ah!" Mr. Zhao shouted while pinching my neck, "Zheng Qi is a fucking eunuch, can't you tell?!"

me?"

"Ah, your mother is big, ah!" Mr. Zhao continued to pinch my neck, "Are you blind?! How do you think he got rich? He stole antiques from the palace and sold them!"

I said calmly: "Plato."

Mr. Zhao asked: "What picture?"

I said, "Plato."

He asked, "What the fuck is this?!"

I said: "This is the reason why you and I cannot have love. I have no common topics or hobbies with you at all."

He said: "I didn't intend to have a common topic of interest with you either!"

I said, "I don't care if he is a eunuch or not, I only care if he understands Plato."

Mr. Zhao asked: "Then do you care that he has a wife?"

me?"

Mr. Zhao said: "Lady in the palace! Duoshi! Just follow the woman behind him all the time!"

Me: "Isn't that his righteous sister?"

Mr. Zhao smiled coldly: "My father even told people that you are my righteous brother."

I said earnestly: "Can you please treat me as a real righteous brother?"

Mr. Zhao said: "Oh, good."

It seems that Mr. Zhao is a brother who is not as good as a beast.

He forced me to call him brother all night.

Ha ha.

Another sprout of my love and freedom was strangled by Mr. Zhao in his infancy.

I hate Mr. Zhao.