The happy life of living with the best school girl

Chapter 80 Walking the Phoenix (19)

snort!Zhuo Ying ignored my existence, snorted coldly and went to get the clothes that were crumpled by me on the bed. "narcissism."

She took a book out of her bag and sat on the bed to read.I didn't dare to mess with her anymore, so I searched for things to play in the room.

"Uh, Xiang Zhuoying, what do you think our son is doing at the moment?" I looked around the room, there was only one bed, nothing else, and my heart was shaking with boredom.

Zhuo Ying glanced at me and continued reading.

"Xiang Zhuoying, how about we dance? I suddenly thought of a pair of swords, it must be very good to dance out." I continued to find topics.

Zhuo Ying didn't even glance at it this time.

"Xiang Zhuoying, do you think the weather will change tonight? Have you brought a cotton coat? Be careful of catching a cold." Persistence is my consistent style.But Zhuoying remained in an ice sculpture pose without moving.

"Uh, Zhuo Ying, what do you think Long Lei and Sun Ruohan are doing now? Do you want to call and ask?" I will never give up halfway.Zhuo Ying didn't speak, so I kept asking.

Zhuo Ying finished reading one page and continued to the next page.

"Zhuo Ying, can I tell you a joke?" She still didn't answer. "Once upon a time there was a hero, his sword was cold, his hands were cold, and his heart was cold, so guess what happened?"

Zhuo Ying looked up at me.

"So, he's freezing to death!"

cluck.Zhuo Ying laughed out loud. "What kind of joke is this? You obviously made it up."

"It's a joke. There is no conclusion yet. This joke tells us that winter is coming and we need to add more clothes." I breathed a sigh of relief after speaking.Zhuo Ying finally spoke.

"There's another joke, listen. Pingping asked her mother, why do you call Mr. Zhang Xianren? Mom said, because the ancestor is a name for a dead person. Pingping said, does the deceased grandma want to be called Xian Milk?" I finished speaking to see Zhuo Ying's reaction.

"This joke is not funny." Zhuo Ying began to bury her head in the book again.

"May I sit on the bed, beautiful Miss Zhuo?" I imitated the oral language in Peking Opera.

"Sit down wherever you want, I want to read a book now." Zhuo Ying's words were a tactful refusal to continue talking with me.

I patted my butt and sat on the bed, wondering what to do next.Yes, make a phone call to harass Long Lei.It is estimated that at this time he is working hard to get Sun Ruohan.

He had to find some excuse, or if he ruined his good work, he would definitely run over in his shorts, with a machete in his left hand and a pair of red mini panties in his right.When they saw me, they covered my head with shorts, and then slashed at me with a knife.Such a death must be ugly.

By the way, just say hello to see if his head is better.Didn't he say he had a headache?hey-hey!
Take out your phone and dial it.After a few rings he answered the phone.

"Hey, Su Tong, what's the matter?" The sad voice didn't seem to disturb his good business.

(Today is Brother Erping’s birthday, wish him a happy birthday every day! Find a girlfriend early!!)

(End of this chapter)