Vol 11 Chapter 295: : Is doing a trick

Zheng Hailing didn't take Fang Lang's warning seriously, but she didn't know what to say. Why doesn't he understand Le? I didn't see the unnatural smile on my mother's face. I have been careful to maintain the scene. Fang Lang's two scorpions are very good, and his mother is completely transparent. The whole picture is refreshing, I have nothing to do with my father. I just think he is very smart, how can he become a big fool immediately?
Zheng Hailing felt bitter in her heart, but she couldn't see it on the surface. She still greeted the three people at the dinner table. I also stood up, took a glass of wine, and surrounded the scene. I said about attending a martial arts conference next time, and learn from Song Xiaoshuang. When the wine glasses were placed on the chairs, my father and mother looked at the moment they were drinking, pointing their fingers. Looking at the skin on Fang Lang's legs, I came to see you.
Watching Fang Lang's mouth and twitching, the chairs moved on the floor, but they were still not good. Did not see the food at all, father and mother.
Zheng Hailing is proud of herself. I told you not to listen to me. This is the result of love. Is it necessary to participate in the martial arts appreciation event? There is a ready-made master on the table, let him perform? Hey, remember, this guy doesn't admit to teaching me to make a high temperature arc on my finger? This is a bad thing, won't he take revenge for it? At best, he would come back and forget it, but it seemed really painful. At that time, he must let him tap it, so let's do it! Zheng Hailing just inadvertently for two seconds. She suddenly remembered that she still asked Fang Lang to provoke him with nothing good. The seemingly dazzling ability is afraid of not having a chance to learn, he had to apologize to lose weight. gesture! Zheng Hailing picked up the glass, put it on her mouth, and slowly re-evaluated the shape. Decided to shake the material gently so that Fang Lang's temper with retreat was slowly eliminated.
"Dad, Fang Lang didn't say his personal achievements. He can get the first place in the individual competition, right? Song Xiaoshuang?"
Fang Lang was using chopsticks to put a piece of chicken in the bowl. He heard Zheng Hailing's somewhat confused language. He couldn't help being shaken and calm. He thinks Xiao Zheng will praise me or hurt me? Not paying attention to the chicken caught in the mouth, it fell off. There is half a bowl of soup in the bowl. It fell on the table and the bowl didn't look good. Fortunately, he responded quickly and didn't expect anything. The two wooden chopsticks were moved directly by the wrist. Quickly infiltrate the bone chicken into the mouth, chew a few fingers, take a bone from the corner of the mouth, and place it on the table.
Seeing all three people, including his aunt, staring at him, Fang Lang drank all the soup in the bowl, no matter how greasy his mouth was: "With such a thing, I also gave a book wrapped in flannel. The little book, actually there are certificates or something. I haven't read it. When I left Gansu, I was placed in the owner's place. I didn't bring it back."
The child is still a little proficient. When he sees a chicken, he will fall on the table. He can still string it with chopsticks. If Xiaoling and Lao Zheng both say that he is a martial arts athlete, he really thinks it is the magic of the family. it is.
The skin on Auntie's face looked softer, her heart squatting secretly. In any case, she did not think that Lao Zheng was capable of following Lao Zheng, otherwise she would look at Lao Zheng's grumpy temper. The two men played for eight years, and Zheng Hailing had to ask a question mark.
Zheng Hailing really can't understand whether Song Xiaoshuang is wearing clothes or is really a chicken, anyway, he is doing a trick! ..
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