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Chapter 125 You won(2/2)

"Yes, almost all the older generation like to eat dumplings."

Jiang Xiaoyu nodded doubtfully and didn't ask any more questions. Ever since she started dating Zhu Chen, Zhu Chen seemed to have been deliberately avoiding his mother's affairs. He neither took Jiang Xiaoyu to his home nor took the old lady out.

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I have long heard that Zhu Chen's mother is a difficult character, but now it seems that it is not as simple as being difficult.

When I think about meeting Jiang Xiaoyu sooner or later, I can't help but feel a little worried.

"Did you know that Luo Hui, our man upstairs, was arrested?" Jiang Xiaoyu took the initiative to change the topic.

"I know, it will happen sooner or later."

"Sooner or later? Why?"

"Because... because I think there's something wrong with that guy. He looks particularly wretched. Forget about him, let's talk about where we're going on vacation this week. I've thought of a good place..."

The two of them were busy chatting and didn't notice that Jiang Hu had sneaked away. He bent down and stared at the grass not far away.

Two cats were confronting each other in the grass, hunching over each other and letting out low growls.

Jiang Hu gently pushed aside the grass, his eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised into an excited smile.

The two cats only focused on fighting and completely ignored the danger behind them.

Jiang Hu saw the right moment and pounced forward.

The black cat in front reacted in time and jumped away quickly, but the orange cat with his back to Jiang Hu was not so lucky, and was instantly pinned to the ground by Jiang Hu and pinched his neck.

The orange cat whimpered in pain and struggled and fluttered with all its limbs.

"Shh!"

Jiang Hu made a quiet gesture and said with a serious face: "Don't make any noise, it won't be good if Xiaoyu hears it. I...I will take you somewhere."

As he spoke, Jiang Hu walked through the grass and came to the downstairs of Ji Le Building. He looked around, picked up a rice bag, and stuffed the orange cat into it.

The orange cat struggled even harder, and its sharp claws instantly left several blood marks on Jiang Hu's hands.

Jiang Hu was hurt by being caught, so he clenched the mouth of the bag and slammed it on the flower bed.

"Meow!"

The orange cat let out a shrill scream.

"Quiet!"

Jiang Hu raised his leg and stomped hard on the bag.

While stepping on it, he gritted his teeth and gave a fierce warning.

"Quiet, I'll tell you to be quiet!"

One kick after another.

It wasn't until the orange cat completely stopped moving that he poured it out.

The orange cat tilted its head and stared, vomiting blood and had already stopped moving.

"It's quiet, it's finally quiet." Jiang Hu squatted on the ground and shook the orange cat's tail. He blinked and thought of something, and said with a smile: "Do you like dolls? I'll give you a doll."

Jiang Hu raised his head, glanced at the stairs and staggered over, singing loudly as he walked.
Chapter completed!
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