Chapter 145 Touching is for money
[69 Book Bar - www.] "Don't worry, why do you worry so much about adults at such a young age? You are not afraid of premature aging."
An Louxi poked his little head vigorously with her fingers, and said with a joking expression.
"You are prematurely aging. I am called a genius child. I can think of anything with just my toes."
Giving her a big eye roll, An Ziheng said angrily.
She would definitely regret it if she dared to underestimate his intelligence.
"Stop being so slutty, keep going, this way, this way..."
Pointing to the other side of her forehead, An Louxi said repeatedly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the doorbell suddenly rang like a crow...
The mother and son looked at each other, then lowered their heads in unison.
Who can't pretend to be deaf and dumb?
The doorbell kept ringing, and on a night like this, the sound sounded particularly harsh.
"Hey, brat, did someone ring our doorbell?"
After kicking her son, An Louxi asked casually, grabbed the plum buns on the side, and stuffed another one into her mouth.
"I don't know, I didn't hear it. I've been hearing hard recently. You should go and have a look."
With his four claws in the air, An Ziheng continued to pretend to be dead.
Inherited from his mother's excellent genes, he is also the kind of person who can sit and never stand, and can lie down and never sit. Now, if he is asked to open the door and go downstairs, God, please spare him.
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"Go ahead. Children must learn diligently from a young age, so that they won't be eliminated by society when they grow up."
Another plum was stuffed into her mouth, and An Louxi did not forget to seize every opportunity to teach her.
"Yeah?"
Looking sideways at her, An Ziheng responded in a low voice, but obviously still had no intention of getting up.
"Of course. Hey, why don't you go? It seems that the doorbell you rang is really our doorbell."
An Louxi urged again, "You are really a brat who cannot be taught. How can you be lazier than her?"
"Mommy, it's not good, my legs seem to be cramped."
The next moment, An Ziheng's body was seen curled up together, with an expression of extreme pain on his face.
"Ah? No, it's really a lazy ass. It makes a lot of shit and urinates. Doesn't it matter?"
Seeing this, An Louxi immediately became anxious. After all, it was the flesh that fell from her body. If she didn't feel sorry for him, who would?
“Can still bear it”
As he spoke, An Ziheng took a breath of cold air, "By the way, Mommy, go and see who opened the door? Could it be that the godfather forgot to bring the key when he left?"
"I know, I know. Just hold it in for now. I'll go down and take a look and I'll come up right away."
After saying that, An Louxi opened the door and ran out without even bothering to put on her shoes.
Behind her, An Ziheng cleared his throat vigorously, then slowly sat on the bed with his legs crossed, grabbed the plum bag beside him, and showed a devilish smile on his face.
If you want to fight me, you are still far away. You need to practice for a few more years.
The doorbell was still ringing loudly, and the sound was like a death knell.
"It's coming, it's coming, are you going to die? It's so urgent."
An Louxi said angrily as he jogged away, worried about his son in his heart. Suddenly, he stumbled under his feet and he jumped straight forward.
There was only a "plop" sound, the doorbell stopped ringing, and a big bump popped out of her head.
"Ouch"
She screamed, covered her head, opened the door, closed her eyes and roared.
"Who is dying? You are urging me to die. If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have something to say, please leave. If you have nothing to do, leave. Don't send me away."
After saying that, she was about to close the door, but before she could recover, she was hugged into a warm embrace.
"Lou Xi, what's wrong? Why were you so careless? Where did you fall? Come on, let me see."
Mu Chenfeng said repeatedly, with a layer of dense sweat oozing out from his smooth forehead.
Opening her eyes and looking at him, An Louxi felt that there were swarms of crows flying over her head.
As long as you get along with him, nothing good will happen.
This Monday, when I saw him, he knocked over the hot water cup, and the back of his hand is still red and swollen;
On Tuesday, the thick folder fell to the ground and hit her three-inch golden lotus;
On Wednesday, when she went out, her head hit the glass of the revolving door, and now the bag had just gone down;
…
Counting them one by one is really too numerous to write down.
"Lou Xi, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing her staring at him without blinking, Mu Chenfeng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously touched her forehead with his hand.
Oh my God, it couldn't have been that moment that I was knocked unconscious.
"What are you touching? You will be paid if you touch it, you know?"
Slapping her hand away, An Louxi got up from the ground angrily. She didn't feel at all how embarrassing it was to appear in front of a man with her body bowed to the ground.
"ah?"
Mu Chenfeng looked stunned, then laughed, "Okay, how much do you want to pay?"
The thin lips raised in a slight arc and tapped her nose, and he smiled lovingly.
When he saw Lou Xi again, even if she no longer remembered him, he was still very happy. At least this kind of Lou Xi was carefree, like an angel who had fallen into the mortal world.
"Touch your forehead for one thousand yuan, plus..."
Looking at him, An Louxi's eyes kept rolling, and finally she stretched out all ten fingers in front of him, "For the sake of us getting to know each other, let's give you a little advantage."
"A thousand? That's easy to say."
Mu Chenfeng smiled faintly, took out ten red Mao Zedong cards from her wallet and put them in her hand.
"Mu Chenfeng"
Staring at him, An Louxi's hands shook vigorously a few times, but the look in her eyes was clearly accusing.
"Isn't it enough?"
Mu Chenfeng asked suspiciously, she just said it was a thousand yuan, didn't she?
"What do you think?"
An Louxi gritted her teeth and said, "Smelly man, you really know how to pretend to be dead, you have a lumpy head."
She hates stingy men the most.
"oh"
With a low response, Mu Chenfeng took out a few more Mao Zedong cards from his wallet and put them in her hand, "Is that enough?"
However, An Louxi's eyes were still staring at him, but she didn't speak.
"oh"
As he spoke, he directly put all the cash in the wallet into her hand, and took out another card and put it on the card together, "Is that enough now? You see, I really have no money."
I turned the wallet over, and sure enough, except for a few cards, there was nothing in it.
"Just so-so, remember, this is not blackmail, it's just your compensation for me."
As he spoke, An Louxi returned the card to him, "You keep this, I don't want it."
"You can use it"
"I only take my share"
Shaking the banknotes in her hand, she leaned against the wall behind her with a comfortable expression.
Chapter completed!