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Zhou Zhi waved his hand: "I don't want to do anything."

Pei Heng grabbed the corner of her clothes.

Good guy, he knew that if I knocked him out again, he would grab my clothes again, right?

Although he is young, he has a deep mind.

It's not a good one.

"What's wrong, Master Pei?"

"Don't call me that."

Zhou Zhi frowned unconsciously: "Why can't I call you that?"

Pei Heng exerted force and pulled Zhou Zhi over. Zhou Zhi sat on the edge of the bed, almost touching Pei Heng's legs.

Zhou Zhi just stared at Pei Heng. Besides being surprised, she really didn't know how he could do such a reckless thing with such a red face.

Pei Heng pursed his lips, looking unnatural: "I just won't let you."

How unreasonable and ridiculous.

Zhou Zhi was just coaxing a child, perfunctory and insincere: "Okay, okay, I won't shout then."

But Pei Heng was still not satisfied and kept silent.

Zhou Zhi tried to snatch his clothes back, but to no avail.

So annoying.

Even though he is the cutest puppy, he is still annoying.

Pei Heng noticed the tired look on Zhou Zhi's face, but couldn't help asking, "Then why don't you think about what I want to be called?"

Zhou Zhi sighed, his brain was about to crash, so who would have the energy to call you what you wanted to call him?

Why not just call anyone?

"Hmph." Zhou Zhi tried to fool people by making some random noise.

Unexpectedly, Pei Heng was very happy. He leaned close to Zhou Zhi's ear and spoke slowly: "I like it very much!"

It really looks like the proud look of a carefree teenager after making a cool three-pointer after hard work.

It's cute yet natural, and doesn't look annoying at all.

But what does he like?

What did she just say that he liked so much?!

It seems to be an interjection, very similar to his name.

Ah, never mind.

Zhou Zhi pried open Pei Heng's fingers without any guilt: "Then humph, I'm leaving."

Pei Heng nodded: "Okay."

Wow, has he been cursed?

Zhou Zhi had no idea that she was the "black magician". It was very simple. As a social animal who was struck by lightning on her way home from get off work, Zhou Zhi particularly respected the sleeping time of adults and she would go to bed on time.

It won’t be easy for anyone to come.

So when she walked outside and saw Zhou's father sitting in the doorway in a bushi pose, deep in thought, she didn't think much about it.

"Good night, father."

Zhou's father, who was about to persuade his daughter, froze in his face. What he wanted to say sounded like a mouthful of gossip, but he couldn't say it, and he felt suffocated if he didn't say it.

"Xiaozhi, Dad has raised you for eighteen years, right?"

"Seventeen years, eleven months and twenty-seven days, Dad."

It had been a long time since Zhou's father had seen such rebelliousness in his daughter, but when he looked into Zhou Zhi's eyes, he saw that they were clean and pure, with nothing in them.

Too clean, almost like being stupid.

Very good, now those words suddenly became like a mouthful of phlegm that could not be coughed out, disgusting and helpless.

"Dad, I know what you mean."

Father Zhou didn't expect that things would take a turn for the better and he would actually meet...

"Are you feeling too guilty?"

Go to hell.

For a moment, Zhou's father didn't know who to blame for Zhou Zhi asking this question.

"You go to bed first." Father Zhou patted his chest, fearing that the depression would turn into stone.

For some reason, he even thought that if he really had a stone in his chest, Zhou Zhi would also want to use a hammer to perform a "stone-breaking chest" move. It was she who gave him life, but it was his life that was given away.

"Okay dad, sweet dreams."

Good night, damn good night.

After years of feudal education, Mr. Zhou finally became a little cleaner today because he said all the dirty words.

It's the kind that even a fly can't move when seeing it.

Tonight there are thick dark clouds and a cool breeze. It is a good night for sleeping, but it seems that many people did not sleep well.

for example......

On the third floor, he cursed people without repeating himself, like Zhou's father telling a crosstalk.

Another example...

Pei Heng, who was just beginning to fall in love, had wild and unrealistic thoughts and fantasies, and finally tossed and turned in bed.

For example...

Lu Ting, holding Pei Heng and Zhou Zhixiaoren in his arms, was drinking expensive red wine in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a standard feature of a domineering president, with a burning determination to save Zhou Anan.

Of course, there is also Zhou Anan, who is equally jealous and curses every human who has any contact with her sister, and who loses sleep thinking about strategies.