Chapter 145

Zhang Cheng slept soundly.

In his dream, he dreamed that Zhao Qingyu was wearing a wedding dress, and he married her. He held a grand wedding. Zhang Zheng and his mother who met him also came. It's the wedding night. As soon as I enter, I see Ji Shaohua and Lin Xiao sitting beside Zhao Qingyu in red covers.

Zhang Cheng took a sip of his own brew. Because he knew that no one was sleeping tonight

The next day.

Zhang Cheng wakes up. He is forced to wake up.

I don't know why, Li SHIMENG directly pressed on his body, a jade leg exposed, put on his leg.

I feel a little soft in my chest.

Her neckline seems to be a little open, through the opening, but also vaguely can see a touch of pink.

It's early in the morning. It's not good.

Zhang Cheng moved slowly, trying to pull himself away. Maybe he was too big.

Li Shi wakes up from her dream.

"Ah -"

maybe seeing Zhang Cheng under his body, he immediately dodged.

Zhang Cheng shook his head and arranged his clothes.

It seems that Li's dream of poetry has not yet happened. Who is the real "victim".

Zhang Cheng gets up and looks at Li SHIMENG sitting on the bed. The latter hasn't woken up yet.

"I'm going to get dressed."

Zhang Cheng frowned and looked at her.

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Li SHIMENG's face turned red, and the whole person turned around. Cover your face with your hands.

I changed my bathrobe, put on my clothes and took a breath of the fresh air in the morning.

Ah! refreshed.

At the moment, Li SHIMENG also turned his head and looked at Zhang Cheng with a red face. He said, "I have the habit of sleeping with a pet bear at night."

The voice was small, but Zhang Cheng heard it.

"Well, you can guess."

Zhang Cheng's tone is still so flat. After all, he is used to sleeping with Zhao Qingyu every day. Either she hugs herself or she hugs herself.

"I want to change."

"Well, I'll go out and buy breakfast. Be careful yourself. If someone knocks on the door, let's see who it is

Zhang Cheng said to Li SHIMENG.

Slowly back out to buy breakfast.

At home has formed a good habit, must have breakfast.

Watching Zhang Cheng leave, Li SHIMENG breathes a sigh of relief.

Go to the bathroom, take out clothes, slowly change up.

About five minutes later, in a breakfast shop.

Zhang Zhengzheng is in line. The owner is an old man who is nearly 60 years old. Beside him is a girl who is 16 or 17 years old.

Suddenly, a couple of people came in.

The customers in the shop didn't speak when they saw them coming in. It was very quiet.

The atmosphere was a bit dull, as if they didn't exist.

But these have nothing to do with Zhang Cheng.

"Sir, I'd like two small steamed buns and two cups of lean meat porridge."

Zhang Cheng said to the old man.

But there was a look of fear on the faces of the old man and the girl.

One hand wobbly took out Zhang Cheng's breakfast and slowly handed it to him.

Right now.

"Old man, give us a few cages of buns and a bowl of porridge."

I don't know when a red haired man stood behind Zhang Cheng.

The tone of his speech was very arrogant. He pushed Zhang Cheng but didn't push him.

"Get out of the way."

Red hair scolds Zhang Cheng.

For a moment, Zhang Cheng's face became cold.

This person's speech is really smelly, but it's better to do more than less. Anyway, I've bought it myself, so it's better to go back to the hotel early.

Carrying things, walking slowly.

"Yes Sorry, we're out of small bags. Would you like to change your bags? " Looking at red hair, the old man said carefully, looking a little scared.

"I've always had meat buns."

Red hair looked at the old man with disdain and said.

Several people sitting on the table immediately slapped the table and stood up, looking very scary.

"The boy, stop!"

Red hair looked at Zhang Cheng's back and said.

At the moment, Zhang Cheng was also stopped by several people.

I look a little depressed. I'm in trouble buying a steamed bun. I knew I'd order another one.

"Boy, give me the bun."

Red hair toe high gas to Zhang Cheng in front of, looked up at Zhang Cheng said, stretch out his hand to Zhang Cheng in the hand of the bag.

The picture is funny. Zhang Cheng looks down at him. He wants to look up at Zhang Cheng.

But the customers in the shop were whispering:

"the young man is suffering."

"Ah, these animals."

At the moment when Hongmao reached for Zhang Cheng's wrist, Zhang Cheng held his left hand in his hand.He opened his hand. Maybe his strength was a little strong. Red hair was grabbed by Zhang Cheng and screamed.

"Brothers, give it to me."

Red hair broke away from Zhang Cheng. His face was a little ferocious. He shook his hand and said to several people behind him.

The people on the table immediately came to Zhang Cheng and blocked his way.

"Boy, you are crazy! If you inquire around here, who doesn't know you, brother red

Red hair a face arrogantly said, also stretched out the right hand to push Zhang Cheng.

Of course, there was no push.

"Go outside."

Zhang Cheng looked at a group of people in front of him and said that he was very insipid, with no expression on his face.

"Let's go and see how I deal with you."

Red hair took the lead and went out with a few followers.

Zhang Cheng walked behind.

The guests discussed again.

"Well, it's a pity, young man."

"Why is this young man so stupid?"

Outside the store.

Four people surrounded Zhang Cheng, ready to move.

"Let's go."

Zhang Cheng looks at them and smiles.

This is the sentence and this smile, red hair group of people, all cerebral thrombosis, angry, some upper.

Hongmao raised his hand to fight Zhang Cheng, and read: "I'm a jerk..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Cheng slapped him in the face with his bad eyes.

"Didn't your mother teach you manners?"

"Give it to me!"

At the command of red hair, the younger brother behind moved.

All the people in the shop have compared their eyes, and they can already imagine what happened after that.

Ping-pong-dong-pa -

it didn't take long for the sound to stop.

Some people opened their eyes, but were surprised by the scene in front of them.

Red hair and others directly lying on the ground, howling, rolling around.

And Zhang Cheng was unharmed, but the cup of lean porridge was broken.

Some are beyond their expectation.

Zhang Cheng looked at the cup in his hand and knew that he would not use it to fan people.

Approaching the shop, he said to the old man, "old man, I'll buy another cup."

"Oh, yes."

The latter seems to have not come out of shock, even the girl next to him is surprised.

Looking very thin, he knocked down a few little gangsters outside.

"Let's go, young man. They're not good people. "

"Thank you very much."

After taking the lean porridge from the old man, Zhang Cheng left.

I kicked him when I passed by Hongmao.

"I hope you've learned how to be polite!"