The little fairy who is reborn as a school grass boss

Chapter 133 133 Where's Your Missing Spring?

Since Ye Lanzhi saw Shen Qinghuan, if nothing else happened, she should have also noticed Lu Zhenting.

"Mom." Lu Ziheng patted Ye Lanzhi's shoulder lightly, "Didn't I tell you? Our life will gradually get better."

Ye Lanzhi's mood gradually stabilized again, "Does the wound still hurt?"

Lu Ziheng shook his head. Fortunately, Uncle Situ lived next door. Even though he had many wounds since he was a child, he didn't leave any scars.

Give a slap, then give a jujube, and then another slap, and the cycle repeats.

After Ye Lanzhi fell asleep, Lu Ziheng returned to his room.

"Doudou?"

He circled around, but there was no sign of the little milk dog.

As for the breed, he had heard Shen Qinghuan mention today that Doudou is a Shiba Inu, and in the future he will be a little expert at tearing down houses.

Lu Ziheng called three times, but Doudou didn't answer, probably fell asleep.

Just as he was about to undress and fall asleep, there was a small whimpering sound from the closet.

It turned out that Doudou hid in Lu Ziheng's closet because of fear, but because he was too small and lacked strength, he couldn't get out after he got in.

Lu Ziheng carried Doudou out of the closet, and Doudou was panting.

"Are you freaking out?"

"Wang~"

"Next time when mom finishes her work, I'll take you to live at mom's house, shall I?"

DouDou rubbed its small head against Lu Ziheng's arms. It had consumed too much strength pushing the door just now. It closed its eyes and slept comfortably.

I don't know if it is the self-esteem of adolescent boys.

Whether it is the relationship between the parents of the original family or his family background, Lu Ziheng has nothing to compare with Shen Qinghuan.

In Lu Ziheng's world, Shen Qinghuan is a very beautiful symbol, so before all his conditions are met, he is not willing to let a humble character like himself in the dust contaminate her.

Buying mobile phones and skin care products today consumed one-fifth of Lu Ziheng's funds that night.

This required Lu Ziheng to fully realize that what he earned in exchange for what he thought was a large number was nothing more than an afternoon tea for the rich, nothing more.

When he was sad, he would always go crazy thinking about Shen Qinghuan, thinking about her, such sad emotions would gradually fade away.

She beat Wen Huaibei in front of the shopping mall today, she must have been frightened by herself, right?

With the help of Qin Muzhi, Lu Ziheng became familiar with the process of using the smartphone.

"Wait, I'll push your goddess' WeChat to you." As a friend, Qin Muzhi didn't ask Lu Ziheng too much about how he got his new phone, and he never forced things that his friends didn't want to say.

"Oh."

Gee.

Did it acquiesce?
Qin Muzhi rubbed his chin. It seems that if he wants to make any special request to Lu Ziheng in the future, he can just use Shen Qinghuan as an excuse.

But he has a heart, not a guts.

Although Lu Ziheng looked cold on the outside, he actually had a black belly.

Qin Muzhi found Shen Qinghuan's business card on the list, and pushed it to Lu Ziheng who had just registered on WeChat.

Lu Ziheng pinched his phone, staring at the pink head portrait of Pai Daxing.

Medical books say that if you keep staring at something, your eyes will lose focus.

It wasn't until Lu Ziheng's cell phone fell from his palm, and the metal lump hit Lu Ziheng's handsome face, that he regained his sanity.

In the dialog box, Qin Muzhi couldn't bear to type: "Lao Lu. Are you thinking of Si. Chun? No, you are Si. Huan! You can see for yourself what is lost to me!"

(End of this chapter)