Chapter 11

"You don't understand our happiness." Zhao Zhizhi immediately remembered that similar words had been spread on the Internet, and now it can be used to annoy Li Xiangyang.

Li Xiangyang didn't expect Zhao Zhizhi to refuse him for the sake of a disabled person. It's too humiliating. He turned to Li Xiting and found that Li Xiting didn't pay attention to him from the beginning to the end. Li Xiangyang even felt insulted and said: "he's a disabled person. He can't even do the most basic things for a couple..."

"Second young master." Heng Shu can't help interrupting Li Xiangyang's words. He tries to suppress them and says, "please don't hurt the young master all the time."

Li Xiangyang heard constant uncle's words, did not say any more, but angrily turned his head to the other side.

Does Zhao know that Li Er Shao is such an out of tune person? How can we say that Li Xiting and he are brothers? How can they pit their elder brother.

Only after a while, Li Xiangyang looked at Li Xiting, showed an evil smile and said: "Li Xiting, let's have a game! Zhao Linlin will be the winner. "

"..." she disagreed.

However, no one heard her. After a long time, Li Xiting asked faintly, "what is better than that?"

"Originally, I wanted to compete with you in racing. That's how my friends and I played. Unfortunately, your feet are useless." Li Xiangyang deliberately has been emphasizing Li Xiting's feet, but the appearance of this villain's ambition is not pleasing to the eye.

Before uncle Heng began to remind him, Zhao Zhizhi couldn't help saying, "if you like to compete so much, then you'd better compete with your friends. What are you proud of here?" It's better not to compare, roll as far as you can, and don't involve her.

Zhao Zhizhi, on the other hand, stares at Li Xiangyang with hatred. She wants to shout that Li Xiangyang and Li Xiting can turn their wheelchairs faster than anyone else.

She didn't dare to say that, otherwise it would be Li Xiting, not Li Xiangyang, who would strangle her at that time.

"Zhao Linlin, do you know what you are talking about?" Li Xiangyang angrily stares at Zhao Zhi and asks.

"I know that." Zhao Zhizhi is very clear about his situation. He can only cling to Li Xiting's thigh and lean to Li Xiting's side. He stares at Li Xiangyang and says, "no one is allowed to bully Mr. Li with me."

Li Xiting couldn't help looking up at the woman in front of him. His delicate face was full of fresh colors, and his black eyes were staring at Li Xiangyang provocatively.

Even if she said such a thing with a different purpose, it is undeniable that her words successfully attracted their attention, and Li Xiangyang glared at her angrily.

Zhao Zhizhi felt that Li Xiting seemed to see through her eyes. He could not help but feel a little uneasy. He quickly gave him a sincere smile.

Li Xiting's eyes darkened, and his eyes to her became sharp. Finally, Zhao Zhizhi couldn't resist. He lowered his head slightly and didn't dare to look at Li Xiting.

"Ha ha ha." Li Xiangyang burst out laughing.

"..." Zhao Zhizhi looked up at Li Xiangyang, thinking that the other party would not be silly!

Li Xiangyang stares at Li Xiting crazily with his eyes. Then he mischievously says, "Li Xiting, let's make three drinks each, and one cup to the other. Whoever gets drunk first will lose."

Heng Shu heard Li Xiangyang's words, his face changed, and he reminded him softly: "second young master, big young master, he can't drink."

"Li Xiting, if you can't drink, you will give up and give Zhao Linlin back to me." Li Xiangyang is very proud with a smile.

Zhao Zhizhi looked at Li Xiting's white face and worried that she couldn't do it. She bravely looked at Li Xiangyang and advised him, "it's not good to drink in broad daylight..."