"Did you still break up?"

He Zheng sat down beside the bed, pressed Fan Zhuo's ankle, and asked him coldly.

The angry Fan Zhuo gave He Zheng a kick and scolded him, "You are crazy, I don't have time to accompany you crazy, let me go."

He Zheng frowned when he didn't hear the answer he wanted to hear.

He reached out to grab the remote control on the bedside table and pressed the maximum gear.

The blindfolded Brahmasaki immediately shuddered, his eyes widened and his toes tightened.

His body kept trembling, and the tears were falling even harder and he cried violently, "Bastard... He Zheng's fucking bastard."

He cried and yelled, the more he cried, the louder heavier he cried, and I felt pity for him.

But He Zheng had no expression at all, just looking at Fan Zhu indifferently.

At this time, except for the crying of Fan Zhu, there was only that buzzing sound in the room.

"Damn Ho Zheng..."

Fan Zhuo scolded again, tears wet his eyes and he could no longer hold it back.

"I said, I'll get angry if you break up any time you keep moving. Do you take my words as a warning?" He Zheng's voice still did not fluctuate, which made people feel a little scary.

Especially at this time, his eyes were covered and his hands were tied behind him, and he was even more scared.

"Why can't you mention it? I'm tired of seven years old. What's wrong with breaking up?" Fan Yu yelled in tears.

Unlike Bingbing's cold, calm and steady He Zheng, the man who is biased towards the Buddhist Prison has a rough voice and a irritable voice, and a strong physique. He looks like someone who is prone to explosion at a little bit.

The only good thing is that he has a handsome face, which can be said to be a face that women like. Although he looks arrogant and domineering, he is very manly. Coupled with his overwhelming height of 185, he definitely attracts women's attention.

But in the Brahma Prison with such good external conditions, he couldn't get any benefits before He Zheng, 196, and was eaten so hard that he could not scold He Zheng, and even more so that he could not beat him.

Seven years ago, after He Zheng bumped into him, the arrogant Fan Zhuo must make He Zheng kneel down to apologize.

He Zheng naturally could not do this and ignored the Brahma Prison.

How could I bear the sluggish jail, who had never been defeated before, and I punched He Zheng when I went up.

It was also because of his punch that he had put his life in, and he was trained by He Zheng that night.

When he woke up, Fan Zhu was frantically smashing things, while He Zheng just stood by the bed and dressed indifferently, and threw a card to Fan Zhu.

The Brahmasaki almost died of anger on the spot. Not only was he eaten but he was thrown away money?

Naturally, it is impossible to bear this shameful Brahma Prison, so he asked Li Cheng to investigate He Zheng, got He Zheng's address, and went to He Zheng with a baseball bat angrily to settle the score. As a result, every time he woke up, he was in bed and was stunned.

This also made the Fan Yuhuo even more powerful. He would not give up until he killed He Zheng. Then he either bumped into He Zheng's car or attacked He Zheng every day, but he was taken down by He Zheng's bodyguards and pressed on the ground to rub against him.

He was defeated by Fan Zhuo every time, and he was not afraid of being timid, but he became more and more excited. He smashed more than 20 cars in He Zheng a year, but he received a court summons and was completely confused.

When he learned that he wanted to compensate He Zheng for more than one billion yuan, lawyer He Zheng even said that he would send him in if he didn't pay. He was so scared that his soul was about to leave his body, and the person faded and had no reaction.

In the end, he had no money to pay it back to He Zheng, so Fanzhuo gave himself to He Zheng, and then he paid it back for several years.

Occasionally, Fan Zhuo would sit on the bed and hug himself tightly in the middle of the night, with a face of who I am and where I am, which is funny and heartbreaking.

Until now, the Fan Prison has only returned a fraction of the He Zheng, and it is nowhere to be achieved.

In the past, the relationship between the two of them was a creditor and a debt repayer, but over time, the relationship changed.

I don’t know who was moved first, nor who started to fall first. In short, it has been seven years since they came to their senses.

Although the two of them did not confess to each other, they had already agreed to be dating.

Originally, they had always had a good relationship and got along well, but as both of them entered their thirties, their families began to arrange blind dates for them.

From that moment on, something was changing quietly, and it was also from that time that the Brahmasa would occasionally break up because he was uneasy.

At first, He Zheng didn't care, thinking that Fan Zhuo was just a tantrum.

But last year, the Fan Prison ran away, and He Zheng searched for the Fan Prison for a year before finding someone.

As soon as he was arrested, He Zheng locked him up, so it was the current model.

"He Zheng, you beast... you take it away."

Fan Zhuo, who was bullied and cried by blindfolded eyes, started scolding again. He wanted to squeeze out but it was useless.

"Still break up?"

He Zheng still has these words, his voice is cold.

"No difference...nothing is gone, no difference is gone, no difference is gone!"

In the end, Fan Zhuo surrendered because he knew that He Zheng would continue to torture him if he couldn't wait for the answer.

He Zheng pressed the lock, threw the remote control back on the bedside table, and then took off the Fan Zhuo Eyebrow.

Without the blindfold, Fan Zhu's crying red face immediately caught He Zheng's eyes, red and red.

Fan Zhuo refused to look at He Zheng, turned his head angrily, and tears were still falling.

He Zheng didn't say anything and picked up Fan Zhuo and walked towards the bathroom.
Chapter completed!