Chapter 227

Night.

Red boy's room.

A figure slipped down from the bed, crept to the living room, came to the computer desk and began to play drums.

Five minutes later.

"Damn it, how do you use this magic weapon?"

Red boy played with the drum for a long time, but he didn't find out how to turn it on. Finally, he came to Wang Zihao's room, pulled him out of his bed and said, "go, accompany me down the road, double row!"

Wang Zihao yawned and said, "I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

"Then you help me open the magic instrument and I'll play by myself." red boy scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, using an idiom to describe his current state: he felt uncomfortable all over!

Wang Zihao yawned, turned over and said, "Zheng Feiyue said that you can play games, but you are not allowed to stay up all night."

The red boy said angrily, "I'm the king of the holy baby. How can I listen to the words of ordinary people?"

"Zheng Feiyue also said that if you don't obey, you won't touch the game again." Prince Hao narrowed his eyes.

The red boy was stunned for a long time, gave a low roar, and went back to bed angrily.

The next morning.

Wang Youhan made breakfast and sent one to Wang Zihao as usual. After all, she was a child and could not take care of herself like others. As a result, as soon as she entered the door, she saw a little bean sprout playing games in a red belly pocket.

"Little basin friend, what's your name? Isn't it cold to wear so little?" Wang Youhan asked in surprise.

The red boy glanced and saw that it was a woman. He didn't raise his head and said, "don't talk to me. My king's time is very precious. That damn mortal only allows me to play games for four hours a day!"

"You child, how strange to talk." Wang Youhan put breakfast on the table and held the red child's face. "What a lovely child, Kawaii!"

"You..."

When the red boy was about to break out, Wang Zihao ran down from the room, took his breakfast and said, "aunt, thank you for delivering dinner again."

"Big aunt?" the red child was stunned.

While eating breakfast, Wang Zihao said, "this is Zheng Feiyue's girlfriend. Oh, in your words, she is Zheng Feiyue's wife."

After hearing this, the red boy's anger immediately went down.

He now has an attitude that he can't afford to provoke all the people and things related to Zheng Feiyue. The reason is very simple. The game is too fun. If he provokes Zheng Feiyue, he won't have to play the game!

Life is so realistic.

Moreover, in the face of the "harassment" of that woman, the red boy not only couldn't be angry, but also forced himself to show a smiling face and pretend to be naive and lovely.

The last time he made such a gesture, it can be traced back to hundreds of years ago when he pretended to be a child harmed by mountain thieves when four Tang monks, teachers and disciples passed by his huoyun cave.

"Wow, the child's skin is good."

Wang Youhan pinched the red boy's small face and felt that it felt very good. It could be broken by blowing, and it didn't slip.

"Have you finished pinching?" asked the red boy, with a bad look in his eyes.

Somehow, Wang Youhan always felt that the child looked at himself like a human looking at an ant. He loosened his hand and said, "don't pinch it. You can play a game."

The red boy looked down at the computer and then shouted, "Damn, I was killed on the line!"

Wang Youhan quietly found Prince Hao and asked, "whose child is this little guy? He's small and has a big temper."

Wang Zihao thought that he was not young enough to be our great grandfather. But he also knew that Zheng Feiyue kept many things from Wang Youhan, so he made a ha ha.

"Niu Dali is a friend of brother-in-law. Come to us for a month."

"Niu Dali?" Wang Youhan was stunned. "How can such a lovely child get such a brain crippled name?"

The red child looked at this side with resentment.

Wang Zihao smiled and didn't dare to answer this sensitive topic. Instead, he said, "aunt, what do you do for lunch?"

Recently, because the company is not busy, and Zheng Feiyue is always eating food on the construction site, Wang Youhan began to study his cooking. During this period, the cooking technology has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he is almost catching up with the huge sea.

Little fat people also like to rub rice more and more.

"What would you like to eat?" Wang Youhan asked.

"I'll eat whatever my aunt does."

Wang Youhan smiled, turned to the red child and said, "Niu Dali, what do you want to eat at noon?"

Red boy said casually, "dragon liver and chicken gall, plus a bottle of osmanthus wine made by Baihua fairy."

Wang Youhan: "

"He's kidding you." Prince Hao laughed. "He can eat anything. As long as there are games to play, he won't have a problem even if he doesn't eat for three days and nights."

There is no problem with this saying in fairyland. All the immortals absorb the essence of sun and moon to replenish nutrition.

But on earth, there is no such good thing.

The red boy touched his stomach and was really hungry. He said, "I want to eat yesterday's happy chicken wings? And drink that sweet red drink."

"He said coke, chicken wings and Wang Laoji." Wang Zihao acted as an interpreter.

Although Wang Youhan felt very strange, he didn't think much and went out to buy vegetables.

Before long, there was an earth shaking cry from the red boy in the villa.

"I'm Level 3! I'm Level 3! Ha ha, Wang kid, match me quickly. It's really boring to play man-machine. Let's go down the road and double row!"

In fact, Wang Zihao is quite willing to have someone play games with him, otherwise he would be boring to stay at home all day.

They lined up happily and entered the summoner canyon.

"Let's go!" said the red boy in high spirits.

Wang Zihao looked at his equipment rack and said in surprise, "why didn't you buy equipment?"

"Oh, I forgot. You wait. I'll go home."

……

"Go, go, go, go, go! Oh, why are you so stupid? I can kill both of them!" cried the red boy.

The prince threw the mouse and said, "skill CD, skill CD, you know? Wait until I hook someone, or you'll give someone a head! Food force!"

The red boy was not happy either. He glared and said, "how dare you say my food?"

"Don't give a blood without food!"

The red boy's momentum became weak and muttered, "I didn't count this one. There's still treatment on the opposite side. I'll show you a double kill next time!"

Wang Zihao murmured a few words. For the sake of immortals, he didn't say much. He continued the game.

ten minutes later.

"Hey, someone is hooked. Why don't you hit him? Hit him!"

The red boy pressed the keyboard crazily and shouted, "shit, why can't I put my skills out? I can't put them out!"

A few seconds later, they were both killed!

Wang Zihao stared blankly at the computer screen and collapsed and said, "why can't you remember when you say skills CD?"

Without saying a word, red boy silently opened the equipment bar and bought equipment.

At the same time, he secretly warned himself that failure is the mother of success. He must take double kill next time!

Gods, how can we lose to mortals?