"Third uncle, what are you looking at? Let me see." Zhou Xiaoxing came out wrapped in a bath towel, put his head on the third uncle's head, and asked coldly.

"Why are you walking silently? It's okay. I'll close my eyes and rest." In a panic, the third uncle threw the salty book under the sofa and took the lead in launching an offensive, accusing Zhou Xiaoxing of walking on tiptoes.

"Tch, if the house can walk freely, you think I want to." This is really not to blame Zhou Xiaoxing. The house is messy and the area is not large. The two or three centimeters on the floor are either dirty socks or rotten pants, and there are also

Dotted with several coffee cups and cups of instant noodles, it’s quite a scene.

Master Confucius once said: "Therefore, living with good people is like entering a room with orchids. If you don't smell the fragrance for a long time, you will be transformed into them. Living with bad people is like entering a house with abalone. If you don't smell the smell for a long time, you will be transformed."

It is transformed into it. The red is hidden in the elixir, and the black is hidden in the lacquer. Therefore, a gentleman must be careful about where he puts it."

Why Zhou Xiaoxing still remembers it is thanks to nine years of compulsory education. He was opening a cup of instant noodles when his third uncle came over with a smile.

"Tell me, who is that girl? Let my prodigal son, who has been in love for a long time, come and give you some advice. You are now a grown man, so it's time to find a companion." The third uncle kicked the dirty socks into the bottom of the sofa.<

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Zhou Xiaoxing couldn't help but retched. He couldn't sit on this sofa. There might be some cute little animals. He walked to a wicker chair and sat down.

"Well, it's not the Chinese New Year yet, so I'm not in the mood. Besides, I'm only in my early twenties, so why am I the eldest? I should be talking about you. I don't mind having more than one sister-in-law."

"Okay, let's not talk about girls. There was a moment when you cried. You entered Mengluo today. What do you think?" The third uncle came to the wicker chair and touched Zhou Xiaoxing's hand.

"Eh..." Zhou Xiaoxing took out his hand and shook it. He didn't want to take a bath again. When it came to taking a bath, he was very angry because there was no hot water. Although it was summer, he still didn't want to take a cold bath.

I'm used to it, so I didn't even have time to put on my clothes, so I just wrapped myself in a bath towel and took it out.

"No, you have an idea? But I advise you to give up. Maggie Cheung once said that when watching a movie, it all depends on the matching. When have you ever seen Maggie Cheung paired with Cheung Yaoyang? In the same way, can Ng Meng-tat match Cheung Min? It's a joke

." Zhou Xiaoxing's words were kind, but it sounded harsh to Uncle San.

Maggie Cheung knew it, she was a filmer; he also knew Zhang Yaoyang, he was a professional bad guy, Wu Mengda and Zhang Min were the same, he scratched his head.

"Sai Zai, when did you meet Wu Mengda and Zhang Min? What does this have to do with Meng Luo? Is this the new pretty girl Meng Luo met?" The third uncle pinched Zhou Xiaoxing's neck. Don't worry, it's not hard, it's just a dramatic effect.
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Meng Luo invited him to drink milk tea and coffee. She originally thought it was a romantic date for two people, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a party for many people. In order to stand out from the crowd, the third uncle borrowed half of Xing Zai's special powers and finally defeated the party.

Everyone in the room received Meng Luo's words, "You are very good, but I prefer pretty boys more."

After doing so much, I still got a good guy card.

From then on, the third uncle and the pretty boy were inseparable, except for the pretty boy in the house.

Why, why do the people he likes like pretty girls? They are so good, but they are not useful.

"Ah, no, forget it, I can't explain it at the moment. As long as you know that there will be no consequences between Meng Luo and you, you can find someone else." Zhou Xiaoxing comforted him kindly, but he didn't expect that it touched the third uncle's unbearable past.

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He said it so directly, he should not understand it anymore.

"Well, okay, I listen to you. Emotional matters don't disappear so easily. Wuwuwu." The third uncle squatted on the ground and collapsed several cups of instant noodle buckets. Fortunately, there was no noodles in them.

, covering his face and crying like a child.

Waiting for formation, I seem to have heard this somewhere.

"But..."

"But what?" If it hadn't happened so quickly, that past event would have been worth a second of tears.

"But if you really like it, you can contact her as a friend first. For example, go to her bar to help her from time to time. You know, a woman running a bar will definitely have a lot of problems. You only need to help her deal with one, relationship

It will also be one step closer..."

As he talked, the third uncle started to use it again. This is not a good habit and needs to be changed.

"What the hell, I'm going to go naked."

"The light is gone, but it doesn't mean there is nothing."

Zhou Xiaoxing's head is full of questions. Brother, he is still a virgin, so he is ashamed.

Virgin, who is not?

"Tell me, have you fallen in love with Meng Luo and want to fight with me?" Third uncle stared at Zhou Xiaoxing with his eyes fixed on Zhou Xiaoxing, and most of the bathrobe in his hand fell off.

"Tch, I just met him once, not that much. Besides, I have an appointment with a beautiful woman tomorrow. I have some free time." Meng Luo is very good-looking, but Zhou Xiaoxing really hasn't thought about it at the moment.

They are all Hua Di and JoJo.

"That's good, damn boy, you're wearing underpants and a bathrobe to dress up."

"It's in the side pocket, it's just convenient. By the way, the toilet doesn't have hot water. It needs to be repaired."

The third uncle didn't seem to recognize the person in front of him, so he rolled his eyes. It's so hot in the summer, so funny.

"You have a good chance. I'm going to go squat in the bar tomorrow."

"Since it's good, I won't change it. I'll give you a 10,000 appearance fee." Seeing that his third uncle was about to go back to his room, Zhou Xiaoxing stretched out his hand and asked for money.

He has no job yet, the boss is not around, he spent so much money on JoJo during the day, and he has to go to see JoJo tomorrow, and he can’t do it without money.

"You tell me, I will tell you. My uncle has been on the street for so many years. As long as people give me money, you can take a bath to wash yourself out." The third uncle didn't know how to do anything, and his character of an iron rooster was instantly established.

"Then let me tell Meng Luo that you are plotting evil against him, blah blah blah." As he spoke, he picked up the phone and asked for money, keeping a high profile.

"2000 is too much."

"Dream..."

"5000, this is my wife's book."

"Luo..."

"8000, do you want love?" The third uncle rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, unwilling to accept them.

"It's connected." Zhou Xiaoxing covered the phone and gave the anxious person one last chance.

"Ten thousand is ten thousand. My uncle will come back tomorrow after playing mahjong." The third uncle shouted in tears, put the money on the TV, watched Zhou Xiaoxing hang up the phone, pointed his index finger at Zhou Xiaoxing, and did not take it back for a long time.
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"Isn't it enough to do this earlier? Since you are so cheerful, I will put money into your bag for free. The girls all like the flowers. Meng Luo likes red roses the most."

Don't ask, asking is just making it up.

The third uncle spat out a sip of water, and he continued to point with his index finger.

"Also, I don't remember what I said. When you point your index finger at others, the rest of your fingers are pointing at yourself." Zhou Xiaoxing picked up the money, said this very philosophical sentence, and went back to the room to sleep.

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The third uncle was left to continue to stretch out his index finger, "Speaking of baa, my uncle pointed at you, and baa pointed at himself."

Before Zhou Xiaoxing entered the room, he did a good deed and helped turn out the lights.

"What are you doing, damn boy, uncle hasn't entered the room yet."

"Morning."

Mengluo's side, the bar has not closed yet, there are many customers, and there are not enough staff. She sat in the private room and read her resume. While reading, she sighed, "The good-looking one, the labor cost is high; the labor is low, and she is a country girl; she has experience.

Those who are old are too young; those who are younger are too wild-minded..."
Chapter completed!