"Is Geng Mo coming?" Zhao Dezhu saw Geng Mo sitting here, and said hello first, then said, "This is your Uncle Zhan, you can call Brother Zhan. We are all our own people and don't pay that much attention."

It seems that my busy schedule last night was really not in vain, and it seems that I am closer.

"Brother Zhan, hello..." Geng Mo reached out and shook with him.

"Thanks to you last night's incident, otherwise Qianqian and Zhan Feng would have to suffer. If you can get through this level, let's have a good meal together."

Zhan Qingming's voice was so capable and crisp, just like chopping wood with a chainsaw.

"They are my friends, and you can't ignore them when you see them. They should be..." Geng Mo answered concisely, feeling a little wrong, but he couldn't say that there was something wrong.

"Qianqian, I have already talked about her. This girl has been spoiled since she was a child and has not considered the consequences of her work. She asked me to keep her at home last night. She found two people to look at her. She was willing to play with her, so I would hold her in for ten days and half a month to see if he could suffocate her to death." Zhao Dezhu's face turned dark, and the lines were filled with anger of regret.

"Xiaofeng also asked me to lock me up. In the past, I was too reluctant to let him follow the workers into the forest tomorrow and sleep in the shed to experience how his father used to cut wood one by one. The workers used saws and asked him to use an axe." Zhan Qingming's face was also a bit ugly.

The two of them talked, as if they were talking to Geng Mo, but they seemed to be not. They couldn't even get in touch with each other, so they had to smile on the side.

"Come on, sit down." Zhao Dezhu pointed to the chair and then walked over first.

Zhan Qingming hesitated a little, thought for a while and then raised his hand and patted Geng Mo on the shoulder: "Young man, you are a good person. On behalf of Xiaofeng and Qianqian, I would like to thank you again."

After he finished speaking, he walked over and sat in a relatively forward position.

Geng Mo still had that smile on his face, but he felt more and more that something was strange in his heart.

Good man?!

I used to hear this in the village, but when I arrived in Jiangdu, I knew it was sometimes derogatory.

The girl told the spare tire that you are a good person, and her colleague told the colleague who comes to wipe the table and the floor every day that you are the first to wipe the table and the floor, and the boss told the employee who only works hard and doesn't quarrel about salary increase, and you are a good person.

Geng Mo slowly turned his head and saw the two of them drinking tea. He couldn't help but mutter: Is this sending me a good person card?

There are much more people coming today than yesterday, with more than a dozen seats, most of whom are unfamiliar faces.

If they were told, Geng Mo might have heard of their names more or less in the small town, but it seems that he is not up to the right number.

The people who are all living here in Jiancheng City do not mean that they are living in Jiancheng City. The longest one has not returned to the small town for ten years, and the industry is in the pass, so there is no need to go back.

When they came in, they would take a look by Geng Mo, without greetings, and even didn't bother to mention it between the lines.

Even after entering this door, Geng Mo was just an inconsistent little guy in their eyes.

If Geng Mo had a strong man, he might still pay attention to it, and it would be difficult for cumin to sigh.

Geng Mo finally understood Chuxue's depression at this time. The family who went to a second-rate university was forced to be stuffed into the aristocratic school. Walking in did not mean integrating into it. In the end, he found that he was an outsider after all. They were not blocked from the news, and they were not deaf, but they just didn't bother with themselves.

Geng Mo no longer asked for trouble to look ahead, trying to communicate with anyone looking at him.

Sitting diagonally behind Li Liqin's position, he was thinking about his own problems.

The "click" sound of high heels sounded behind him. This was not Li Liqin's, but Zhang Man's.

Geng Mo has never figured out the background of this woman. Because some problems are too sensitive and cannot be achieved overnight, he has to take it slowly. He thought she would treat herself as air, but he didn't expect that when he walked beside him, he pulled out a chair and sat down.

This woman who can compare going to bed to "taste tea" as scientific research and treats her with a scientific attitude is indeed somewhat incompatible with the world. The intellectual atmosphere of a woman emitted by her body can make the donkey tied to the entrance of the village scream.

I didn't look carefully yesterday, and I couldn't look carefully. Now I'm sitting face to face, but now I find that her facial features are exquisite.

Her skin is so delicate that it looks like boiled egg white, apricot kernel eyes, long eyelashes, willow-leaf eyebrows, and her lips are not a crimson red that makes people die like Li Liqin. It is a light lip gloss, which is very sexy and elegant.

"I heard that you scared Master Qi San in Yinghao yesterday?"

Her voice was not provocative, but she was a little excited. Maybe women had a heroic complex in their bones.

"I'm a little too big, and I'm a little confused now." Geng Mo replied with a rare frankness.

Today's world women can no longer distinguish the age of faces. As long as they are well maintained, they will also have a long hair and a young face.

Zhang Man looks about thirty years old and has not distorted figure, which is better than more than 99% of women.

At this age, women may say pessimistically, I am already thirty and my youth is gone, but in the eyes of men, this age is undoubtedly the golden age.

When you experience people and things, you exude a mature temptation, and every frown and smile shows your beauty.

"You are honest, but this is enough for you to brag for the rest of your life. Mr. Qi San has been scared by two people in this life, one is his dead drunkard father, and the other is his former elder brother, Feng Laosan."

Zhang Man's capable short hair trembles slightly when he speaks, and the fragrance enters his nose.

Geng Mo shook his head helplessly. If he can cause trouble, he will be a real great man.

If he was willing to make a bigger mess than this, he just couldn't do that.

Seeing that he didn't reply, Zhang Man shook his head, not anxious or annoyed. When Li Liqin said she wanted to bring someone in, she had a cold look. Now it seems that the boy has some backbone.

Boy, Geng Mo is just a boy in Zhang Man's eyes.

Not to mention that ordinary people can scare Mr. Qi San, I am afraid they won’t even dare to breathe.

She looked at Geng Mo seriously, stood up after a few seconds, picked up the neat and undecorated blue shoulder bag and said, "I believe someone has comforted you, so I won't say much. I wish you good luck!"

"Thank you." Geng Mo said softly.

I believe that someone has comforted someone and put it on others may have some value, but Geng Mo always feels a little ridiculed when he thinks of his situation. When he watched Zhang Man walk away, the woman's back may not be less tempting than the front. At least for the woman in front of him, it is really amazing.

"Swish..." In the hall, which was originally buzzing like a fly, suddenly, he looked at the door in silence.

Li Liqin stood on the edge of the bonsai, glanced around coldly, and then stepped in.
Chapter completed!