Chapter 766: She is his little fairy 6

Cheng Mo spit on the ground fiercely.
Hell, he has never suffered such a loss!
(7) What is the name of that girl in class?
He will kill her sooner or later!
Cheng Mo really wanted to kill Fanxing, but he didn't know, because of his special situation, his current situation is very dangerous...
After all, some bear cubs are only attracted to special boys.
The blue boy paper that can accompany her little star in acting, very good, successfully attracted her little star's attention!
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Search God is very lost.
It never thought that its Lord of War would degenerate into such a scum!
Even the little girl is bullying, it's not human!
It is ashamed of having such a dad!
The family is unfortunate, it is too unfortunate!
During this period of time, Xiao Zai had a problem with his brain.
It's it, telling her over and over again, don't be fooled by Dong Feige's dog! She used to have a small wild flower that she liked very much, and that small wild flower is the Lord of War!
It is God of War, thousands of times better than other vulgar fans!
Hooked up the boy curious about what his palace small wild flower looks like.
Now, hum! !
Search God didn't dare to tell Little Bear Cub that Xiao Ye Hua appeared, and she was the scumbag who was looking for girls to "borrow money"!
It will never be said.
It won't admit it, then the boy who has no lower limit is its Lord of War!
You can do bad things, there is no lower limit, no! !
However, after Fanxing returned home, she silently pulled out a little red book from her heart, and began to write the plot seriously...
"He was beaten by me, for sure, he wants to be beaten back."
"Next time, what are you going to play?"
"Today is a smart, inspirational, and strong little star. Next time..."
"I want to be a domineering, ruthless, cold little star..."
When the search heard this little boy's broken thoughts, his heart was almost desperate.
Okay, it overestimates its role.
Even if it doesn't admit it, that is its Lord of War. Without telling this little bastard, her little wild flower appeared.
This little cub can also notice his dad with precise intuition.
It turns out that it is the same whether it says it or not.
Hey, its existence, there is no sense of accomplishment at all!
Cry! !
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At this time Cheng Mo didn't know yet, the script for the next meeting between him and the so-called little fairy in class (7) was already destined...
Damn, it is said that she studies hard, respects teachers, and reads books carefully, but the score is only single digits.
This is obviously a problem with IQ, right? !
Who the knows that such an IQ has a problem, every time he pits him, he will dig and bury him, and his skills are sophisticated! ?
Cheng Mo went home with a black eye.
His family lives in the old city, where a large area is full of urban villages. The environment is not too good, but it is not as bad as the slums.
Cheng Mo's parents are aboriginals in the village in the city. There is a small building with four or five stories high here.
The first and second floors are used to open mahjong rooms.
Cheng Mo lowered his head, silently shuttled past several mahjong tables, and walked upstairs in a light car.
The whole house, even on the walls of the stairs, is full of long-standing smells of tobacco and alcohol. From upstairs to downstairs, there are screams of class schedule.
The handrails of the stairs are sticky and greasy. I don't know how many people's hands touched them on the stairs a day.
The Cheng family lives on the third floor, and the upper two floors are rented out.
The rent is not expensive, and it was rented to a few elderly street girls. After playing mahjong all night tired, I came to the fourth and fifth floors to sleep.
"I am back."
Cheng Mo entered the door, Cheng Ma just raised her head and glanced. Seeing that his eyes were black and blue, he said nothing.
He doesn't live up to his temper and wants to die. Who is to blame?
If you don't read a good book, you have to hang around outside and deserve to be beaten to death!
Cheng's parents have finished their meal.
After all, who opens the mahjong room, who does not play cards by himself? After eating dinner early, I have to go to the table in the evening.
The mother and son did not communicate at all. Cheng's father slept after eating, waiting to play cards at night.
The leftovers were on the table, and Cheng Mo finished eating in silence.
Back to the room.
He stayed in his room and smoked, smoking fiercely, one by one.
Underneath is the rumbling sound of mahjong, and the noise of the guests, making him upset!
He felt a particularly ferocious beast in his heart, constantly yelling and roaring.
Give him the urge to rush down and overturn all mahjong tables!
Noisy!
Is it noisy? !
At eleven or twelve o'clock in the evening, Cheng Mo fell into a deep sleep.
Four or five in the morning the next day.
Upstairs came the sound of women screaming and roaring, and the dull sound of scuffles on the floor.
"Cheng Chunxiang! My old lady beat you to death!"
"Is this how you spent the night with someone? Playing mahjong and hitting the bed!?"
"If I didn't go down and take a look, I still don't know you got into her bed again!"
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Cheng Mo covered his head with the quilt and wanted to continue sleeping.
But the sound upstairs was so loud that he got up from the bed and irritably kicked the stool in the room to the ground.
Opened the window of the room and yelled at the upstairs, "Early morning, is it noisy?"
The upstairs staff fight and abuse, as if pressing the pause button in an instant.
stopped.
But Cheng Mo silently looked in the direction of the door...
Sure enough, Father Cheng and Mother Cheng rushed back downstairs after a while.
"Little bastard, who did you scold just now?"
Cheng Mo just didn't speak.
As the name suggests, he was silent.
Although Cheng Chunxiang was hollowed out by alcohol and wealth, his height and weight were not bad.
As soon as his temper came up, he directly followed Cheng Mo.
Cheng Mo was beaten in a hurry, and occasionally returned. But he might have thought that this man was his own father, so he kept his hand every time he fought back, and hesitated a little.
So it can only be beaten down.
Finally, I was kicked.
Early in the morning, the family was disturbed and embarrassed.
After the father and son had finished fighting, Cheng's father and Cheng's mother started fighting again in the living room.
"Cheng Chunxiang, you must have won the money last night. You gave the money to my old lady. It doesn't matter if you die on those dirty goods beds, give me the money!"
"You are a shrew!"
"..."
Cheng Mo grinned and rubbed his heart, touching the cigarette and lighter under the pillow.
Lean against the wall and start lighting.
No way, it hurts.
Take a sip to relieve depression.
You say life, what is the point?
Apart from smoking, drinking and chewing betel nuts, he seemed to find no other meaning.
Oh, maybe I will learn Cheng Chunxiang to play with women in the future.
After all, he is becoming more and more like Cheng Chunxiang, and what's wrong with Cheng Chunxiang, he gradually learned exactly the same.
There is still nothing left to learn to play mahjong and women...
Smoked several cigarettes in a row.
It's time to go to school.