Huang Rong slowly brought the dish to Jingzhou and slammed it on the table. A "bang" sound drew Jingzhou's eyes back.
"Little beggar, the master can tell you that if you break this plate, the debt will be charged to you. If you don't think the money you owe the master is not enough, then you can break a few more plates."
Taking the chopsticks, Jingzhou picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth.
"Lao Wang's cooking skills have improved again. Well, the sweet and sour carp cooked today tastes good. Come on, come on, sit down and have a drink with me."
Huang Rong bit her lip and said, "You stingy one! I won't sit down, I won't accompany you to have a drink, I won't..." As she said no, she had already sat down next to Jing Zhou, and even held a hand
Pick up the chopsticks and pick up a piece of meat.
The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. If she didn't eat more chopstick dishes, wouldn't she be losing money?
Huang Rong ate a chopstick of fish, but she felt that Jingzhou was ignorant. Even if the fish was cooked so well, how could it be called delicious?
It's just tasteless!
Jingzhou stretched his hand forward, tapped Huang Rong's face with his chopsticks, and said with a smile: "Little beggar, didn't you say you won't eat? You have different opinions, forget it, the young master won't care about you, why not?"
You tell the young master a story so that he can drink with you."
"This story, it's best to be sad, and the ending, it's best to be miserable. It would be even better if a few more people died. If it can make the young master shed a few tears, the young master might be relieved.
Soft, let you go."
Huang Rong's eyes flashed, thinking of making Jing Zhou sick, but somehow, she suddenly thought of her own life experience. She had run away from home and suffered enough, but now she was here, being bullied by this bastard, so she couldn't help but
Feeling sad, he spoke in a softer tone: "Hey, I'm going to tell you a story. If you want to pay me back in the future, you have to tell it to me too!"
Jing Zhou didn't take it seriously and said, "Young Master owes you first, just remember."
Huang Rong unconsciously told her about running away from home. Seeing that she had been talking for a long time, Jingzhou was indifferent and still admired the deliciousness of the fish on the table. He couldn't help but get angry and kicked the table leg.
: "Hey, why don't you have any sympathy at all? Doesn't this story make you uncomfortable?"
Jing Zhou said casually: "Oh, you just know? Young Master, I have always been very hard-hearted. This story does not make Young Master uncomfortable. Don't you know the son of a landlord? Walking dogs and playing with birds, bullying men and dominating women, that's what I am like, Master
Raise people!”
These words immediately choked Huang Rong, this person is really a bastard!
Even walking the dog, teasing the chicken, bullying men and dominating women, you can say it so calmly!
For a moment, she felt a little uncomfortable. It was not good to fall into the hands of someone, but to fall into the hands of such a shameless person!
Seeing that he was drinking alcohol and staring at those shameless prostitutes, Huang Rong opened her mouth and asked, "Hey, is that place really that beautiful?"
Jingzhou smiled and said: "Well, of course it looks good. When the lights are dimmed and the beauty takes off her makeup, what could be more beautiful than this?"
Huang Rong puffed up her face and said unconvinced: "What's so good about it, isn't it just a group of shameless women? Yes, they are shameless, and you are shameless too, a bunch of toads with the same odor!"
This bastard is not only extremely bad, but also very perverted!
Huang Rong did see a pervert along the way, but this was the first time she saw someone as unabashed and unashamed as the person in front of her.
How come there are such scum in this world!
All bad habits seem to be gathered in one person!
Jingzhou tapped her hand with chopsticks and said: "You can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. You are still young and don't understand. They are not shameless. These prostitutes are also a group of pitiful people. If they had a choice,
Who wants to be trapped in the world?"
Huang Rong retracted her hand and let out a cold "hum".
Why didn't she understand that those women just wore less clothes, had bigger bodies than her, and spoke more shamelessly?
Although I am small, I am much prettier than those shameless women!
After a while, seeing Jingzhou still looking at the opposite side, Huang Rong couldn't help but said: "It's so beautiful, then why don't you go in?"
Jingzhou felt happy in his heart and said: "How can a single Lele be as good as a group of Lele? Why don't you, Master, take you in to see it?"
Taking a girl to visit a flower house was something Jing Zhou had never experienced in his entire life. When he thought of this, he really had the urge to take Huang Rong in.
Hearing Jing Zhou's words, Huang Rong was so frightened that she shook her head. She would not go into a place like that. Even sitting here and looking at it would make her eyes dirty.
How can a woman wear such clothes and do such actions?
And those nasty words...
How shameless!
"Mr. Jing, Mr. Jing"
A teenage girl, who was standing next to a window on the second floor of the flower building, looked extremely happy when she saw Jing Zhou. She waved her little hands towards him a few times and then ran over happily.
"It turns out this bastard's last name is Jing."
Huang Rong also heard what the little girl said, and she felt even more disgusted with Jing Zhou. This bastard wouldn't even let a little girl like that go!
It’s so bad!
How can there be such bad people in this world!
At this moment, Huang Rong hoped that God would strike with thunder and take away this bastard in front of her.
Living with such a scumbag really makes her sick!
The Hualou inn was very close, and soon the little girl ran over panting and went straight to the second floor.
Looking at her like that, she is very familiar with this place, and she must have been running here often.
Jingzhou put down his chopsticks and said with a smile: "Xiao Ling'er, why are you here? Aren't you busy today?"
"You're not busy, sir, my lady asked me to thank you, hehe, look~"
I saw the little girl taking out a fine handkerchief from her waist and sniffing some orchids on it.
Afraid that Jingzhou would be puzzled, Ling'er hurriedly said: "My young lady embroidered this with her own hands. She even pricked her hand several times to bleed for it."
"Then thank your lady for me. I will accept the veil." After touching the girl's head, Jingzhou took the veil.
All the ladies in this building are infatuated, and I don’t know how many of them are as miserable as Du Shiniang. Even though they know that moths are attracted to the flames, they will rush into it.
He just wrote a poem casually and gave it to her, but the girl couldn't forget about him. How hard it was!
Seeing that the little girl came to express her gratitude and not as she imagined, Huang Rong looked puzzled and asked, "Hey, what did you do to her?"
"I won't call you hello. If you don't want to call me master, just call me boss."
Seeing how rude the little beggar was, Ling'er rushed to say, "Don't you know, Mr. Jing is so powerful? It was the Lord Xing who descended to earth that day. The words he wrote were all liked by the sisters in the building. A few days ago, my lady
I was very happy to receive a poem by Mr. Jing. The young lady said that it was the most precious gift she had ever received in her life."
Can this bastard who bullies me still write lyrics?
Huang Rong was full of doubts. In her opinion, those who could write lyrics were great people. Her father admired the layman Marrying Xuan the most, and she herself liked Fan Wenzhenggong the most.
Fan Wenzhenggong's words "worry first when the world is worried, and rejoice when the world is happy" made her feel what it means to be a literati.
A bastard like this one who only bullies himself doesn't look like a scholar at all!
Calling him a rogue is more in line with Huang Rong's feelings.