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Thinking about myself, Tang Jia doesn't like her, and she is Meng Zhe's slave. To put it mildly, she is called a maid. This conversion probability is 70.00% being scolded, and 20.00% being fine. The last [-]% will be rewarded .

One side is equal to 50.00%, and the other side is three numbers, and the probability of being scolded is 70.00%, everyone knows which one to choose, but Xing'er is still a little bit reluctant.

"Have you figured it out? No one can guess what they are thinking. You may be rewarded, or you may be scolded to pieces!" Xing'er asked with a serious face.

Tang Ping nodded firmly: "Sister Xing'er, I've made up my mind. When the time comes, you just have to watch and save me. Even if I'm scolded, don't try to excuse me!"

Tang Ping nodded: "I have wronged you!"

Tang Ping showed a smile: "It's nothing, but I enjoy it, because I usually sleep after eating, and I can't help with anything. Now I finally have something to do for me, I am very happy! "

Before Xing'er could speak, Tang Ping said first, "Okay, sister Xing'er, you are so tired, so don't worry about so many things, go and have a good rest and recover your energy!"

When Tang Ping said this, Xing'er yawned: "Okay then, I'll go to rest first, and if there is anything wrong, please let me know immediately, and I will help you!"

Xing'er nodded obediently: "I will, sister Xing'er, don't worry!"

After watching Xing'er enter the room, Tang Ping drooped her head listlessly, her face was devoid of energy!

"What should I do? Am I really going to use the method Sister Xing'er said?" Xing'er sat down on the sofa in confusion, with a sad expression on her face.

At the same time, Meng Zhe was sitting quietly on the bed with an icy expression on his face: "What a Zirui, he actually tampered with me, it seems that I don't want your life, it's my kindness! Since You have lived too long for yourself, and I don't mind sending you on your way with my own hands!"

Meng Zhe was very happy to wait for the dishes made by Tang Jia, and he was ready to eat, but unexpectedly, Zirui played tricks on him, which made him feel like saying that the cold dishes are right for him. The words about how much the human body hurt, turned out to be just these words, and Tang Jia's emotions began to collapse.

Meng Zhe had no other thoughts at the time, only resentment towards Zirui, and thinking about how to make Zirui's death more miserable!
He also didn't intend to blame Tang Jia, after all, he himself said that he had no taboos, but the next moment he said how cold dishes are bad for the human body, he would be very angry if it was him.

He was just about to see how Tang Ping comforted Tang Jia, but suddenly he saw Xing'er walking out of the room tiredly. While walking, her feet were still drifting, as if she was about to fall at any moment, looking at Xing'er With this appearance, Meng Zhe felt distressed and felt guilty.

Meng Zhe guessed that Xing'er came out at this time because there must be some important business, but when he saw Tang Jia crying, he stopped and used the divine stone to ask Tang Ping through sound transmission.

Originally, Meng Zhe didn't intend to eavesdrop, but his divine stone has already reached the stage of distraction, and he has mastered a law. As long as someone is in his heart, or talking about things related to him, the divine stone will respond. At that time, Shenshi kept feeding back messages from someone who liked him, so he knew without guessing that it must be the two of them who kept telling him, which also made him curious.

As soon as he thought of it, Meng Zhe used his powerful divine stone to analyze the content of the chat between Xing'er and Tang Ping directly in the middle.

This tells us two reasons. When chatting, it must be encrypted, so that the content of the chat will not be deciphered. The second is that in the face of strong erosion, no matter how encrypted it is, it is useless. What should be known is still known.

After seeing the two people's methods, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he almost fainted without taking a breath.

"These two little girls, it seems that it's time to educate them. If this goes on like this, they won't be able to go to heaven! The punishment will be less for the sake of their age, don't even think about it!" Meng Zhe said to himself with an ugly face.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Tang Ping's voice at the same time: "Brother Meng, can you open the door?"

Meng Zhe walked over to open the door, looked at Tang Ping who was tall enough to point to his stomach with an ugly expression, and asked in a bad tone, "What's the matter?"

Tang Ping stepped back a little timidly, but her face was firm, and she said, "Brother Meng, you actually need to be more patient. Girls are like this, especially girls who are in love. What's the matter?" I can't sit down and talk about it, as long as you are patient, the girl will not be angry naturally, so..."

Meng Zhe interrupted Tang Ping: "What are you trying to say?"

"Oh, it's just that you have to be more patient. Look, you can't even listen to me now. If this goes on, even girls who like you won't be able to stand you!" Tang Ping stomped her feet angrily. He pouted angrily and said.

"Oh!" Meng Zhe nodded lightly, and then wanted to close the door.

Tang Ping quickly blocked the door, and asked unhappily, "Brother Meng, did you understand what I said?"

Meng Zhe nodded, and said impatiently, "Understood, tell me to be patient!"

Tang Ping's face turned from cloudy to sunny, and she asked expectantly, "Is there any more?"

Meng Zhe shook his head: "No more!"

Tang Ping was almost pissed off, and she said loudly into Meng Zhe's ear, "Brother Meng, I mean, you, yes, me, sister, sister, be patient, be patient, be patient, let's go, point, Me, sister, sister!!!"

Meng Zhe rubbed his ears in pain: "I said Pingping, I'm not deaf, you don't have to yell at me so loudly, I might be deaf by your voice before I'm deaf!"

Tang Ping said arrogantly: "Who told Brother Meng not to talk to me well, I can only use this method to force you to respect me!"

"All right, all right, what do you want to say, I'll listen to the head office?" Meng Zhe didn't want to experience the power of Tang Ping's lion's roar again, so he could only helplessly say to Tang Ping.

Seeing Meng Zhe like this, Tang Ping breathed a sigh of relief. She thought she would be scolded, but she didn't expect Meng Zhe to be the type of little milk dog mentioned on the Internet. What kind of characteristics, he has no temper towards girls, and he will try his best to satisfy girls' demands, and he will not say anything when he is bullied by girls, but will bear it silently by himself.

Thinking of this, Tang Ping thought of a very useful way to deal with Meng Zhe, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.