Chapter 216 Conscience Eats the Dog

Chapter 216 Conscience Asks the Dog to Eat

Zhang Haotian immediately realized that it was not good: "No, what else can I do?"

"You didn't play a little hand with others. By the way, study the art behavior of the human body... or something?"

Zhang Haotian was afraid that Qiqi would misunderstand and quickly said, "How could it be? I'm very loyal to you. I have you. If I want to study, I will ask you to study. I don't know her well.

Yuan Ziqi suddenly became angry and slapped fiercely: "Bang!" He was slapped in the face.

Yuan Ziqi's apricot eyes opened: "Zhang Haotian, you are so stubborn! You kissed other people's mouths, your clothes were all covered by you, and you still argued with me! I have never seen such a shameless person like you. Eat what's in the bowl and look at what's in the pot. Don't come to me in the future!"

Yuan Ziqi didn't give Haotian a chance to explain at all. After saying that, she left the cell angrily, walked out of the door without looking back, and cried all the way behind her.

She never thought that Zhang Haotian was such a person. She was in love with her, but she hooked up with a married woman over there.

If you hook up, just hook up. Kiss and touch. Don't kill people? How can I save you if it's like this today?

You bastard, your conscience is eaten by the dog? Thanks to my good care to you, I curse you. There will be no seasoning bag for instant noodles in the next life.

Now Yuan Ziqi begins to doubt whether this kind of indecent and shameless radish is worth loving and saving by herself.

Zhang Haotian has changed, and he is no longer the cute deskmate with sloppy, shy and runny nose in the past.

He became a strong man, a bad man, and a murderer. He completely abandoned his good memories of him and her and became a hypocrite who played with emotions.

Yuan Ziqi's footsteps did not stop. After running home, she fell to **. She cried loudly. She only cried bleakly. The sun and the moon were lightless, and the sand was flying. There was a thunder outside, and the heavy rain poured down.

At this time, the door opened, and a small head quietly leaned in, cring and shouted, "Sister, don't cry. If you cry again, you will cry the Great Wall. Do you think you are Meng Jiangnu?"

It turned out that it was my sister Xiaoyu who walked into the room. Qiqi raised her head, her eyes were red and swollen, and she scolded, "Fuck you, where's Meng Jiangnu?"

Xiaoyu smiled and sat next to his sister. Ask: "Sister, are you disappointed in love?"

Yuan Ziqi sat up and held a pillow in her arms: "Go away, what does the hairy child know? What's the matter with you if I'm disappointed in love?

Xiaoyu then asked, "Sister, did Zhang Haotian dump you?"

Qiqi retorted, "Why did he dump me? I threw him away."

Xiaoyu hugged his sister's neck: "Since you dumped him, why are you crying? Must be reluctant? I heard that he killed someone, but I don't know if it's true?

Yuan Ziqi was stunned: "How do you know he killed someone?"

Xiaoyu's big eyes blinked like a silver doll: "All the students in our class say so. It is said that Zhang Haotian, Wang Zhiyuan's son, tried to kill people.

The current gossip spreads so fast. In just one day, Zhang Haotian killed people, and everyone knows the streets and alleys of H City.

Qiqi said angrily, "Don't listen to people chew their tongues. Zhang Haotian can't kill people at all. I'm not angry that he kills people. It's him... kiss the other woman, and he also..."

Yuan Ziqi wanted to talk but stopped. Originally, she wanted to say that Zhang Haotian also stripped the woman's clothes. I immediately realized that my sister was still young. It's better not to talk about this, so as not to teach bad children.

Xiaoyu was very interested and then asked, "How is he?" Say it, say it."

Yuan Ziqi pushed the whisper away: "What should I say? Anyway, he didn't kill anyone. I don't believe he killed someone. Someone must be framing.

This bastard, why does he want to be his relatives? Why do you want to strip people's clothes? This bastard...this bastard..."

Yuan Ziqi muttered to herself, hugged the pillow in her hand, and regarded it as Zhang Haotian. She beat it wildly and almost threw the pillow into a feather duster.

Xiaoyu covered her mouth and smiled secretly. The little girl's psychology was very ignorant.

How arrogant is my sister? Like the princess, the boy who fell under her pomegranate skirt did not have a company, at least one reinforced platoon. How can you be fascinated by a silly boy? What magic is there in Zhang Haotian's body?

No, I want to see it another day to see what Zhang Haotian can do.

In fact, Xiaoyu has seen Zhang Haotian more than once. What impressed me most was the time when he sneaked into Yuan Mansion in the middle of the night and climbed into his quilt.

She was unprepared that day. Zhang Haotian pressed on her body. The boy's body was very strong, his limbs were strong, his chest was wide, and his breathing was very heavy. The spray flashed on his face. I don't know why, my heart kept jumping.

It seems that she saved him that time and hid Zhang Haotian under the bed. Is this the legendary fate?

Xiaoyu even felt that if there was no sister in the middle, she and Zhang Haotian were a natural couple.

It's a pity that my sister has established a relationship with him. My brother-in-law only hates that it's too late.

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After Yuan Ziqi left crying, Xiaowen still hugged Haotian and cried. She didn't know what to do.

In the end, after crying enough, he took his brother's hand and said, "Haohao, I know you didn't kill anyone. It's probably wronged. My sister just slapped you. She hated steel. Don't be with Li Qiang's gang in the future. You will learn bad, okay?"

Zhang Haotian nodded and said, "I know, I just had a beaten head. In less than ten minutes, you slapped me, and Qiqi slapped me.

But I know that beating is scolding is love, and the favorite is flapping the head. You and Qiqi are my relatives, that's why you hit me, but, sister, you have to believe me, I really didn't kill anyone.

Xiaowen nodded and said, "I know, sister believes you. Don't worry, Haohao, I will find a way to get you out."

Seeing that Zhang Haotian was fine, Xiaowen was relieved. She winced at Mengmeng, which meant that it was getting late. It was time for us to leave.

Unexpectedly, Meng Meng didn't move, but slowly approached Zhang Haotian.

Mengmeng smiled at Zhang Haotian and asked, "It's pain to beat, scold is love, and the favorite is to fan the head?" You said that just now, didn't you?

Zhang Haotian said, "Yes, because of love, that's why you hit me. Qiqi and my sister are all my relatives."

"So, whoever beats you is your relative?"

Zhang Haotian said, "That's right."

Meng Meng said, and ordered Zhang Haotian, "Close your eyes."

Zhang Haotian was stunned: "Why are you doing with your eyes closed?"

Mengmeng said, "No, why? Shut it up first."

Haotian didn't know what Mengmeng was going to do, so he obediently closed his eyes.

Does she want to kiss me? This little girl is so romantic. Haotian's heart is quite beautiful.

How could he know that as soon as his eyes closed, Mengmeng slapped his palm round and clapped the eighteen palms of the dragon.

"Bang!" With a crisp sound, a red five-finger mountain appeared on Zhang Haotian's face.

With this slap, he almost knocked out Zhang Haotian's urine.

He was so painful that his eyes were golden. He raised his hand to cover his face and looked at Mengmeng inexplicably: "Mengmeng, why did you hit me?"

Meng Meng Ge Ge smiled and said, "Didn't you say that whoever beats you is your relative? Shall I be your relative once, too? Insirate! Shameless, despicable, ah-ah!"

After a slap, Mengmeng took a bite of him, spit on Zhang Haotian's face, and then took Xiaowen's hand and walked out of the board room without looking back. The door of the board room was locked by the prison guard outside.

Zhang Haotian was stunned. What's wrong with this today? Plus my sister, each of the three beautiful women slapped me.

It seems that my head is so cheap that I was born to be beaten.