Zhu Zheng was thinking that although he was a poor player in the game, he still dated a few women in the game and entertained himself physically and mentally.
He felt that this was not a problem.
After all, in this era, women take these things lightly, and even if they are inappropriate, they will sometimes give in half-heartedly.
Therefore, he decided that the original owner, who had studied in universities outside for several years, would definitely not care.
When the time comes, after playing the game, his mother has a face and a mobile phone.
As for whether he can marry him, Zhu Zheng doesn't care too much.
After all, the woman is not a fool.
"Come on, Mom, I'm going to take a shower and clean up in a moment.
I'll start taking action today."
Zhu Zheng felt that he had thought things through and agreed very happily.
When Mrs.
Zhu heard that her son had finally become serious, there was finally a smile on her old face.
She took out a few ten-yuan bills from the small cloth pocket she carried with her and slapped them on Zhu Zheng's hand.
Zhu Zheng looked at the money, frowned tightly, and said with some displeasure: "Mom, it costs thirty-fifty to take a bath now, and thirty-fifty to get a haircut.
Why don't you give me thirty-fifty?"
What can I do with a dollar?”
"You have a lot to do, remember to save some money for me," Mrs.
Zhu complained, and took out a hundred-yuan note from the small cloth bag and handed it over.
"Come on, I know.
Besides, Mom, if you ask me to attack that girl, I have to be prepared."
He turned around and walked out the door.
After going out, Zhu Zheng didn't go home until dark.
Mrs.
Zhu looked at Zhu Zheng, who was slowly wandering back while chewing toothbrush seeds, and her teeth were itching with hatred: "I'll let you clean up now.
Where have you been?
You haven't been at home all day.
Girl, can you stop me?"
"Oh, Mom, don't I have to cultivate my spirit?
This daughter of the old Chen family came back from school outside.
No matter what I do, I have to pretend to be a little bit, and I can't let it slip.
Don't I have to be careful about pretending?
Are you pretending to be a child?
I'm going to study, aren't I?"
Zhu Zheng sighed and walked into the small dark room.
When he entered the room, he touched his charging phone.
Old Mrs.
Zhu had quick eyesight and quick hands.
She snatched Zhu Zheng's phone and said, "I'm telling you, from now on, you can't play with this phone.
We'll talk about it when we make an appointment with someone."
That girl went to buy breakfast in the morning, so you just stood in the way and started making trouble with someone first."
As she said this, Old Mrs.
Zhu took the phone and walked out.
Zhu Zheng looked at Old Mrs.
Zhu who was leaving and beat the bed made of floorboards angrily, but even so, Old Mrs.
Zhu ignored him this time.
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Zhu Zheng, who was bored, went to bed before ten o'clock for the first time, but he didn't sleep well this time, because the next morning, just before five o'clock, Mrs.
Zhu dragged him away. got up.
"Hurry up, that girl will be out soon.
Don't forget what we said."
Old Mrs.
Zhu pulled Zhu Zheng up, who was full of resentment, and pulled him directly outside and started to pour water on him.
Wash your face.
Zhu Zheng was completely sober after being tortured by Mrs.
Zhu.
As soon as he washed his face, he saw An Qing, wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, carrying a lunch box downstairs.
An Qing has been practicing the Mysterious Scripture of Heaven and Earth these past few days.
Although you can't tell anything else without doing anything, his skin and figure have undergone more significant changes.
The original owner was already good-looking, but after An Qing's training and conditioning, she looked even more youthful and beautiful, with a slender figure and long and curvy legs.
Zhu Zheng, who had not taken him seriously at first, was dumbfounded. tgt ttrgt: