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161. She/he deserves it?!(1/3)

Because of resentment, neither of them ate much. After drinking three or four drinks under the waiter's resentment, they paid the bill and left.

It was already evening after watching the movie, and the two of them "resentment" in the tea restaurant for a long time.

Walking outside at this time, it was already sunset, and the sky was filled with beautiful sunset.

"Oh! Damn it! Today's date is a waste."

While walking home, Li Ziqian sighed and complained to Mo Nanbei.

"No problem, I feel like I've been ruined."

In fact, when the movie first started, she thought she could finally experience the daily life that was greasy and slightly goosebumps but full of love bubbles.

but……

As the plot of the movie progressed, everything was ruined.

"It's all your fault."

Just as Mo Nanbei was thinking and sighing, Li Ziqian came to this conclusion.

"Clam?"

Obviously, Mo Nanbei was confused about this conclusion.

Not to mention whether this is her fault, but even if it is her fault, she will not admit it.

After all, how could she have problems with Mo Nanbei?

"You said you are fine, what movie should you choose and what green snake to watch?"

Obviously, Li Ziqian was not really blaming Mo Nanbei. He just wanted to find an excuse to fight with Mo Nanbei and relieve his depression.

After all, sometimes, I feel happy when I cursed with Mo Nanbei.

Obviously, Mo Nanbei also had the same idea.

Although I don’t know why Li Ziqian suddenly jumped up and started a group, it was not a coincidence. Even if Li Ziqian didn’t come to drive her, she would jump up and ride Li Ziqian’s face in a while.

So without any hesitation, Li Ziqian started the group and Mo Nanbei took the group.

Perhaps because the two of them were in a rather irritable mood today, they gradually rose from their mouths to pushing and pushing.

It’s just... because I’m walking on the road, unexpected situations still occur frequently.

Just as the two were twisting, Mo Nanbei saw that one of them was not standing firmly, so he fell forward, as if he was about to fall flat on the ground.

Fortunately, Li Zi was quick-witted and reached out to catch Mo Nanbei.

However, because Mo Nanbei fell down, under the influence of the force, Mo Nanbei's head, which had to hit the ground, hit his chest hard.

Bang.

One thing to say, it really hurts.

Li Ziqian felt the heavy blow and frowned instinctively.

This is nothing but the pain of punching your chest.

I always feel that Zhong Wuyan gave him eighty hits.

The pain made Li Ziqian instinctively want to scold Mo Nanbei, a waste who can fall flat when walking. So the moment he lowered his head, he and Mo Nanbei just met with each other, and then another bang was there.

It is the sound of the brain skull colliding.

"ah!!!!"

The cry of pain in unison quickly made the two of them open up.

"You are poisonous!"

"You're so poisonous!!"

"Damn it, what's the head made of? Why is it so hard? Holding the grass!"

"This is what I want to say!!!"

...

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We felt like we were fooled by each other. When we were held/stood, our heartbeat accelerated a little. We were looking forward to seeing something when we lowered our heads and raised our eyes.

Tsk.

But it's just a dream.

Mo Nanbei/Li Ziqian?

She/he is worthy too?!

Soon, the two returned home. Because of their depressed mood, they did not communicate too much. They just went to the account, torture the opponent and torture their teammates.

...

"Okay, let's get to this game today."

It was rare, at 11 o'clock in the evening, Mo Nanbei said to Li Ziqian in a very restrained manner.

"Ah? That's it?"

Seeing Mo Nanbei's restrained look, Li Ziqian was still a little uncomfortable at the moment.

Tomorrow is a day off, right?

On a holiday... This person doesn't play until two or three o'clock in the middle of the night?

Is this river?

The sun... is coming out from the west?

Just when Li Ziqian was puzzled by this, Mo Nanbei spread his hands and responded to Li Ziqian.

"I'm afraid that someone has forgotten to agree to go to the amusement park tomorrow."

Li Ziqian:...

OK.

He just forgot.

Because I didn't want to go at all, it was Mo Nanbei who forced him to drag him there.

If possible, he wished Mo Nanbei would lose his memory and simply forgot to go to the amusement park.

In this way, he can avoid torture.

But obviously, this is impossible.

Mo Nanbei waited for this day, but he had been waiting for a long time.

Since I discovered that Li Ziqian was "fear" and "awe" towards roller coasters, dragging Li Ziqian onto the roller coaster is already a to-do item in the category "must win".

"Forget your mother, get out of here and get out of here."

As he said that, Li Ziqian waved his hand angrily, as if he was rushing out.

Mo Nanbei:?

"Get out! Whoever is cowardly tomorrow will be the dog!"

At this point, tomorrow's activities have evolved from the so-called "suspension bridge effect" and "intimate contact" to the father-son bureau.

The atmosphere became anxious and weird again.

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The next day.

Li Ziqian got up early in the morning rarely.

After all, he still remembers it.

Whoever is cowardly is a dog.

He will definitely not be timid.

Since the facts are no longer able to change, we can only accept them.

Last night, after Mo Nanbei left his room, he searched for various strategies overnight and carefully studied the facilities of the amusement park.

Finally, he came up with a plan for Mo Nanbei.

For today's "victory", he specially searched through his wardrobe, found his favorite sweatshirt and pants, and sorted out his hairstyle.

The winner should use a consistent attitude to meet his victory.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

Not long after, Mo Nanbei also knocked on the door.

Mo Nanbei is also ready for battle today.

Unlike the elegant style of the long skirt that Mo Nanbei usually prefers, today she wears a long sweatshirt with a black base and a gold exaggerated pattern, a super short skirt, black silk and high-top white boots.
To be continued...
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