The Protagonists are All Villains (MTL) [COMPLETED]

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After thinking for a moment, she picked up her cell phone and went back to the room. She sat on the edge of the bed and turned out the address book, looking for Lu Zheng's name.

She can't remember if they were on the phone.

If there are, they are rarely.

Fortunately, I found it.

She dialed in without hesitation, but hung up directly over there.

day.

Ji Shengxi dialed the second one with the same result.

Grass, this bull temper!

She didn't believe it anymore, he could hang up her phone all night.

In the third past, I was already prepared to still hang, and it was displayed on the screen.

But there was no sound over there, it was quiet.

Ji Shengxi sat cross-legged on the bed and tentatively shouted, "Lu Zheng?"

No.

It's awkward.

Ji Shengxi said directly, "I know you heard and talked."

Okay, he doesn't say she will do it.

Ji Shengxidao, "I didn't bring ginger into my house specifically. I had a fever and fell asleep on the table. Jiang Jin sent me to the hospital. When I woke up, I found myself at home. I don't know ginger. How can I know that my family is here, I haven't said it actively, and people kindly sent me back, I can't drive people away directly."

She tried to make her voice sound gentle.

Coax him.

Lest he drill the tip of the bull's horn, he wouldn't know what moth would come out.

There was still no sound there.

Ji Shengxi didn't hear a response for a long time. After taking off his phone, he realized that he didn't know when to hang up.

Suddenly angry, she was almost out of brain congestion.

Ji Shengxi opened the room indignantly and then the door rushed down, all the way to the downstairs community, looking for a secluded place.

Why do you want to come down, because she is going to fly.

grass!

Is it addicting to hang up her phone?

She rarely explained to him patiently, but in the end he was good, the shelf really got up.

Ji Shengxi called him again, and just picked it up over there, she was crackling and scolding.

"What do you mean by TMD? Hang up my phone? Hang up three times? Do you want to go to heaven?"

"Isn't it dumb? Lu Zheng, don't talk to the old lady for a lifetime!"

"Furthermore, what are your qualifications to be angry? The old lady is single, whoever you like to take home will take you home, eat your rice? Sleep in your bed? Who will you flick at?"

Ji Shengxi has already lost his mind.

"You are like this now, like a cat with fried hair."

A sentence comes out of two places.

One is in the phone, the other is in the back.

Ji Shengxi noticed it and turned quickly.

Holding a cell phone, Lu Zheng stood five meters away, staring at her quietly, his eyes were ashes.