Except for that illness, Zhou Li has been living smoothly all these years.He has a good personality, many friends, and a wide range of interests, such as drag racing, playing ball, piano, and dancing... as long as he is playing with friends around him, he basically knows a little bit. He has even learned flower arrangement with his mother, but he has never had a fight.
He, Zhou Li, has lived a vigorous and sunny life since he was a child. He has always felt that the behavior of rolling up his sleeves and fighting is uncivilized and has a very low number of stages. He is a loyal supporter of "soldiers without blood".
It wasn't until this moment that he realized that it was really cool to roll up his sleeves and have a fight for unreasonable people.
Unfortunately, he is a novice.
Although there is a "teaching video" for Qian's career in his mind, he is inexperienced after all, and Qian Duoshu is in a rage. He is not an opponent at all, and he is quickly pushed to the ground.
Ji Shaoyan uses a dog nose, and even in the bedroom, he smells a strong instant noodle smell.
He didn't eat dinner and was immediately hungry. Just about to think about the probability of having dinner tonight, he heard the beating sound of his fists on people, sometimes mixed with a few muffled snorts.
Counting roughly, he estimated that it would take seven to eight times before stopping, and then Qian Duoshu said roughly "Clean up the living room", followed by the sound of the bathroom door opening and closing.
He listened carefully for a while and found only the sound of water in the bathroom. He hadn't heard Zhou Li's movement, so he went back to the door and saw Zhou Li lying motionless on the ground.
From this angle, Zhou Li's chest was invisible, and he didn't know whether it was alive or dead.
Ji Shaoyan took a few steps forward and saw that the gangster was still angry, but he didn't know if he was badly injured or could not get up for the time being. He was not interested in exploring, turned his head and went back.
Zhou Li didn't want to think about it.
Qian Duoshu's fists are heavy, but they are not enough to defeat him.
The pain is certain, the muscle pain is mixed with the chest burn, and it is not clear which one is more painful, but his attention is not on it.
For the first time in his life, he realized what anger is. He is constantly doing psychological construction to reduce the fire. He feels that it is too bad for him to get mad for a beast.
The sound of the water in the bathroom in the trance disappeared, and his fire finally fell in half.
He heard a "click" and a certain animal came out after taking a shower.
Qian Duoshu just got angry, he didn't care to change his clothes and went back to the bedroom naked.
But when I passed by the living room, I saw my son still lying down, his heart tightened, he hurriedly took two steps forward, suddenly met his son's plain gaze, and said uncomfortably, "Do you hurt you?"
Zhou Li looked away. Too lazy to look at him.
Qian Duoshu feels at ease when he sees it, knowing that he is tantrums.
He went back to the room and dressed neatly, came out again, and said, "Instant noodles are all preservatives. It's not good to eat too much. Don't make this next time."
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Life-Saving Days by the Husky's Side
FantasyAssociated Names 在二哈身边保命的日子 Author(s): A Lifetime Of Beautiful Clothes 一世华裳 Translator: miss_red ---------- Description Zhou Li had transmigrated into a tooth-rottingly sweet novel. The sweet novel tells the story of a tragic male protagonist who w...