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"I've been thinking about it for a long time. Do you think I'm old? Since you practice immediately, I should not be much older than you! Why do you keep calling me uncle policeman

Jingze also put down his legs and leaned forward a little to approach Lin Shu, who was always smiling.

Lin Shu looked at the expression on his face gradually change, just tilted his head and laughed "um" to do thinking.

"I don't think you are old. After all, your face full of youthful collagen is put here. I just think that calling the police uncle will be closer and less unfamiliar. What do you think? Uncle police. "

He always laughs when he talks, and Jing Ze can't get angry with such a face that is very appetizing to him and the man who has been so fond of him as soon as he meets him.

Who can fight against a smiling face with a 100% turn back rate?!

Jingze also used the tip of his tongue to sweep up and down the teeth in his mouth before he shrugged his shoulders helplessly, making a helpless look to Lin Shu.

"Forget it, just be happy. OK, little friend, the police uncle is going to ask you something. I hope you can answer it truthfully. "

Lin Shu was still teasing him, "do you have any sugar if you answer well?"

"No Jingze also refused very simply, he once again raised his legs and put the paper on his legs. He raised the peach blossom eyes at the corner of his eyes and looked at Lin Shu, "but if the answer is not good, he will be beaten by the police uncle

There is no ambiguity in this sentence.

But Lin Shu suddenly stares at Jingze and laughs, and it's the kind of smile with a bad spirit.

Jing Zeyi said:

Why does he think he can't talk to this little wolf? How can you be misled by him if you are not careful?

"Cough!" Jingze also shook his brain and began to return to the subject, "OK, children, now tell the police uncle your name and age."

"Name, forest, forest, sparse sparse. I'll be 21 next month. Would you like to give me a present, uncle policeman

Jingze also bowed his head and wrote Lin Shu's name, but he didn't raise his head. "No, the police uncle doesn't have much salary. But if you want to make friends with the police uncle and become brothers, the police uncle can consider giving you a birthday present. Tut, a 20-year-old boy, call your brother "police uncle" after your 22nd birthday last month

Lin Shu did not pay attention to him, and by the way ignored his dissatisfaction in the last question.

He sank back into the cold back of his chair, and his back, which had been sitting upright, was also relaxed, leaning against the stool.

"Do you want to marry or marry me? To heaven and earth? "

Jingze didn't even think about it for a moment, and then replied, "of course, it's worship..."

In the middle of the speech, he stopped and looked up at Lin Shu, who had been laughing all the time. The tip of his tongue was against his cheek, and his eyes narrowed gradually.

Can you make a good record?!

"The forest is sparse."

"Well."

Two people look at each other, a deer's eyes are full of smile, like a cloudless clear sky, a peach blossom eye is only cold, like a storm before the arrival of black clouds.

Three seconds later, Jing Ze was the first to give up.

"Well, if you still meet uncle cop before your birthday next month, I'll give you a can of sugar as a birthday present."

Lin Shu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Jingze in time to stop him from continuing.

"But! But! Lin Shu, don't talk! But will you cooperate with me to finish the record? Police uncle, please! Don't talk to the police about anything else! How can you talk like that? I'm hungry before dinner

Lin Shu moved back and moved his stool against the table. He put his elbows on the table, stretched his legs and put his toes in front of Jing Zeyi.

"So I said that the police uncle can stay for dinner and spend the night. Anyway, there is no one else in my dormitory."