V2.Chapter 69

Wen zhixia's small head is running at a high speed. The restless rock music is like someone's roaring after the volume is lowered.

"You asked Zhang Shuo to find me?"

The pen box in his hand, instead of his finger, points to Li Lei in front of him.

"So what? Did you two have a good time? "

Li Lei's face showed a bad smile and looked at Wen zhixia with a sly look.

The stepmother on one side naturally saw the clue.

"Wen zhixia, as a woman, you don't know how to behave. I won't teach you a good lesson for your father in the hospital!"

Finally, he found an excuse to beat Wen zhixia's stepmother. He picked up the baseball bat next to him and walked to him.

"Zhang Shuo didn't do anything to me. Besides, it was your son who helped me."

In the face of unreasonable, listen to the wind is rain stepmother, Wen zhixia back slightly back a small step, in the hands of the pen box, remind her to come to Li Lei's room purpose.

"Don't change the subject. Where's the pen in the box?"

Almost with the roar of this word, said from the mouth, now this scene let Wen zhixia feel indignant.

"Mom, look at her yelling at me!"

Li Lei pretended to be an obedient and obedient son, hiding behind his stepmother, pulling his stepmother's clothes and half coquettish.

Wen zhixia, who has never seen such a coquettish man at such an age, has opened his eyes this time. He can turn a person into a chicken in an instant, and his goose bumps fall to the ground.

"How do you talk to your brother? It seems that if you don't give you a lesson, you don't know how to behave and how old you are!"

As the stepmother spoke, she put her elbows on her clothes and held them up, revealing her thick arms and dragging a baseball bat in her hands.

The baseball bat drew a long trace on the floor, and the sharp friction sound made Wen zhixia frown.

Because the last hand injury is not completely good, although it does not delay normal action, but when doing strenuous exercise, the injured place will feel dull pain.

Wen zhixia, who wants to throw up his arm and run away, is trampled on his shoulder by Zhang Shuo. He starts to feel pain under the strong swing.

Wen zhixia, who stops with his shoulder on his back, has come to his side with his stepmother holding up the baseball bat. The sound of the baseball bat can be heard in his ears when it is quickly lifted.

Covering his shoulder, Wen zhixia closed his eyes tightly and estimated the attack of pain.

"Ding!"

The sound of a baseball bat falling to the floor attracted the attention of the unhurt Wen zhixia, who tentatively opened one eye.

The fat stepmother fell to the ground, covered her arms and looked behind her.

Behind you? Wen zhixia turns around slightly.

The good smell of mint and tobacco mixed flavor, pounced into the nose, looked up, sure enough, easy handsome face appeared in front of her.

"What are you doing?"

It was easy to guess what Wen zhixia wanted to ask himself. He patted his clothes.

"You've been packing up too long and want to come and help."

His voice was flat, his eyebrows and eyes were calm, and he pulled his cuffs.

The stepmother, who was pushed to the ground by her arms, could not easily let go of the people who had pushed her down.

"The hand should be broken, pay for medical expenses, otherwise, we will call the police to deal with this matter!"

It can be seen that the appearance is easy to commit, aristocratic atmosphere is full, and there is a unique strong Royal aura. The words "rich or expensive" are the stepmother's high generalization of this man.

"There is no direct evidence to prove that I pushed you, but I witnessed the scene of your stepdaughter's domestic violence, so it seems that it is not a good plan to hand it over to the police."

It's easy to get fed up with what his stepmother did to Wen zhixia. If he really called the police, he would have saved a lot of things. But in that case, Wen zhixia and his stepmother would have more conflicts.

The stepmother on the floor listened to the easy words, thought for a while, and then there was no more.

Li Lei, who heard the man's voice, came out of the room at this time. Seeing Yi's face again, Li Lei directly turned back to the bedroom, ignoring his mother lying on the ground.

"What happened after all this time?"

Looking at Wen zhixia, even if he is running away, he is also tightly holding the small brown box, which must be a very important thing.

And Wen zhixia's character, he is more familiar with, will not be nothing to find trouble, unless is bullied to her head.

Being bullied on the head by others may not make you angry, unless it is the person who moved her important things or hurt her important people.

The scene in front of us must be the former.

"The pen is gone! Li Lei took it! "

Wen zhixia's box was opened, and the empty interior had the shape of a pen.

Easy brow light frown, "then why not look for him?"

It's a fight with a woman like this? No, I was beaten by such a woman?"He didn't admit it, and there was no use talking about it."

Wen zhixia is like a child who complains, with a grievance expression on his face.

Smell speech, easy stride long leg, walk toward Li Lei's room direction.

The half closed door of the room is easy to push open with your feet. The rock music with low volume is closed when it is closed.

In the room, only Li Lei is lying on the bed.

Wen zhixia, who is following Yi, is the first time to see Li Lei who is such a counsellor.

"Where is the pen?"

Easy to cold mouth, the voice is not big enough to let the bed people hear.

See, Li Lei comes out from quilt, sit up body, eyes just do not see to easy.

"No... I didn't take it. How do I know?"

Li Lei, who is still in denial, makes Wen zhixia feel extremely angry.

"You didn't take it? How do you know that the box is filled with pens, and you have just admitted that you took them! "

The voice of hoarseness surprised Li Lei in his bed. Sure enough, he relied on a big tree to enjoy the cool. Now he dares to speak to himself in this tone.

"Tell me as soon as possible, or I'm not sure if I'll ask you next time, I'll still have healthy limbs."

Wen zhixia's words have made it clear that the current situation is that Li Lei in front of him is not willing to admit this matter. Since the soft is not good, he will be hard.

And he is especially good at hard!

Hearing all the easy words into his ears, Li Lei's pupils began to shake violently, and his saliva kept swallowing. He did not know how many times his larynx had rolled.

"Tell me to take it and sell it."

Nervous Li Lei, will still talk about the pen after the whereabouts to explain.

"To whom?"

Wen zhixia is busy questioning for fear of any mistakes.

"A netizen, don't say, your broken pen is still...

want to say that other Li Lei noticed that the cold eyes on the side of the side, busy to close the voice.