Review of Henry Zhang's Stunning Classics in the 10th Anniversary of the Celestial Master

What should I do if there is a thunderstorm, I can’t go anywhere, and I ran into my house to play wild, scaring my son?

As I approached the bathroom, the sound of the water had stopped, and the door was covered by water vapor, so I couldn't see what was going on inside. I stepped forward and opened the door, and was about to drink and roll when the person in the bathtub turned his head.

The man's blond hair also became hazy in the dense water vapor, his eyes narrowed slightly, showing laziness, and a few drops of water stained his lips, which made the edges and corners of his cheeks not as sharp as usual.

I didn't stop for a while, and fell forward, he laughed.

"Brother, it's not Chinese New Year yet, don't rush to kowtow to me."

Whoever kowtows to you, you have to afford it!

I grabbed the doorknob and looked around the bathroom to clear my mind.

This bathroom is really big enough to cover the small study room I usually use. Not to mention the interior decoration, the whole is resplendent and magnificent.The toilet decorations on the sink were dazzlingly bright under the lamp, making one wonder if they were made of pure gold. The corners of the bath red were also golden, and the inside was full of foam. Joe was soaking in the foam, with his shoulders slightly exposed On the outside, the collarbone looms in the water.

This picture is so evocative, I couldn't help swallowing, and wondered again if I was hallucinating.

There is a fragrance floating in the space, I can't tell what it is, rich but elegant, I took a deep breath, and then I was choked, and his laughter came from the opposite side, as if I saw something so funny.

I was so angry, to make sure it was not a dream, I walked over and patted his face, after three slaps.

He frowned and said, "You can't beat enough in your dream, you have to keep fighting."

I ignored it and pinched his face instead. It is said that the skin of foreigners is rough, but that’s not always true. Joe’s skin is super good, the pores are not thick, and the muscles are quite tight. Obviously trying to seduce me.

"Giovanni, why are you here!?" I yelled after confirming it was really him.

He covered his ears with his hands, and said with a frightened look, "I came to see you. I just saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I wanted to take a bath first."

"I'm asking how did you find this place!?"

"I came by car, don't worry, it's the driver. I'm a law-abiding citizen. I don't drink and drive, and I don't drink when I drive."

When did this guy even joke like this?I clenched my fist, ready to give him a fist if he joked with me again.

He was quite smart, he didn't continue to challenge my bottom line, and said seriously: "It was Doudou who called me and said you were not feeling well, so I rushed over here."

Ah, it turned out to be the little traitor!

I remembered the magnetic card and mobile phone that were taken away. It turned out that Doudou had tipped off the news.

My wife can be beaten up, but my son is not willing to do so. I gave Joe a resentful look, and turned to go out. He said slowly and angrily from behind: "I didn't know until I came here that you have been following me, brother, you are so boring. "

I blushed and shouted, "Who is following you? Can't I bring my son to dinner?"

"Okay, and order the wine I ordered by the way, and spy on me with the binoculars. Let me declare that I am not having an affair. That woman is a creative designer. I asked her to help with the design."

Creative designer?Hehe, his excuse is quite creative.

At first I wanted to refute it, but the scene of him talking and laughing with that woman on the sports car flashed before my eyes, I suddenly didn't want to say anything, turned around and left.

My wrist was grabbed, I turned my head, he still looked indifferent, and said, "Rub my lower back for me."

I've known him for so long, and his domineering young master has never changed. If he is capable of getting that woman to rub his back, why do you want me?

If it wasn't for the fear of being misunderstood, I was jealous, so I held back my complaints and shook off his hand and went out.

When he was almost at the door, he suddenly said, "I'm sorry."

The voice was not loud, and I thought I had heard it wrong, so I heard him say again: "I was wrong that day, I shouldn't lose my temper with you."

For a moment, I thought my wine hadn't sobered up yet.

It's been eight or nine years since we met Joe. In these years, the number of times he apologized to me can be counted with a single slap, and basically I forced him to apologize. He bowed his head like this now Definitely the first time.

I turned to look at him, his eyes avoided, and he reached out to wipe his face to hide his embarrassment.

This behavior is very similar to those second-year middle school students who like to show their presence and like to make troubles. I find it funny, and the original annoyance is not so serious. I thought about whether I should take this opportunity to ridicule him, and he continued: "I My mother was kicked out of the family when I was very young, she was a loose woman, but to the children, no matter who she was, she was the mother.”

Joe never told me about his past. He was a gangster and his identity was sensitive, so I never asked more questions. I didn't expect him to mention his mother in this situation.

"That day, my father called me to them and asked me who I would choose. She looked at me eagerly. I still remember that look. I knew she wanted me to go with her, but I refused. I chose Father..."

At this point, he looked up at me and asked, "Do you know why?"

I couldn't figure it out, I shook my head blankly, and he smiled self-deprecatingly.

"She is a passionate and impulsive woman. She believes that love can overcome everything. My choice disappointed her. She thought that I was trained by my father to lose my human feelings. For the sake of family business but status, I chose to give up her. Actually No, no matter how much I love her, I can't choose her. Because if I leave with her, I'm afraid we won't even be able to go out of the yard. Father will not allow someone who betrays him to exist, even if that person is his own son .”

I was stunned.I have lived in a bureaucratic family since I was a child, and my father’s image in my heart is majestic rather than loving. I respect him, but I can’t get in touch with him. But even so, our family belongs to the family of ordinary people. Joe is like Live in two worlds with me!I don't understand and can't accept that kind of father-son relationship.

I sort of understood the reason for Joe's tantrum that day, and asked, "What happened after that?"

"When we met again later, what I saw was her dead body. She and her lover were assassinated by the enemy. I haven't seen her for more than ten years. She is still so beautiful. But she will never be able to respond to me. This is the first time I made a decision on my own, and my father didn't get angry. Instead, he praised me for a good job. He probably thought that I could be alone. I held a reception and praised my ability and courage in front of everyone. I drank a lot of wine that night and hid it in the wine cellar while drinking and crying. I kept wondering if I did something wrong. If I had chosen her If so, will she not die?"

Joe's voice was lower than ever, his eyes were red, and he glanced away in embarrassment. I wanted to comfort him, but I didn't know what to say. After talking for a long time, the last thing I said was——

"Sorry, I shouldn't have made that stupid joke that day."

"It's okay, it's been so many years, even I thought I'd forgotten it, but I don't know why, after hearing what you said that day, I suddenly remembered that I couldn't control my emotions, probably... I Let Doudou overlap with the self of the year."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly scratched his hair and laughed at himself: "This incident is like a thorn in my heart. I originally planned to take it to the grave and never say anything about it."

"Then why...why did you tell me?"

"Can I not say it? Look at your attitude towards me these days. You don't return home, you don't answer your phone calls, and you have a cold war with me. If I don't explain it, you might fucking bring me Take your son away!"

My home is here, where can I take Doudou, even if he goes abroad, with his power, it is not easy to find us.

Hiding alone in the wine cellar and crying is not at all Joe's style. I think he must love his mother very much in his heart. Because of love, he can't forgive himself even more, although he knows that his choice at the time was no choice.

Thinking of him revealing the most embarrassing side, I was moved and felt a little distressed, but on the surface I still reprimanded: "Don't swear!"

He lowered his head and muttered a bunch of Italian words.Relying on living in Italy for a few years, I somewhat understood the meaning and said: "Italian dirty words are not allowed."

He stopped talking, turned his head to the side, as if angry, I was a little funny, and said: "I didn't mean not to answer your call, I have received a temporary task these days, and I have been outside. I let Doudou I told you, didn't I?"

"Why did you ask Doudou to tell me, can't you tell me directly? And you ignored me the next morning when I scolded you, what is it if it's not the Cold War?"

I was speechless, and replied: "Giovanni, you also said that you scolded me, and you still want me to take the initiative to talk to you, do you think I am not abusive?"

"You've always apologized before," he muttered.

Well, I did not take the initiative to talk to him this time. It was a bit deliberate. Every time I quarreled, I gave in. This time I was scolded for no reason, and I was asked to take the initiative. To be honest, I can’t do it, but If I knew the reason, I wouldn't care so much. In the end, it was caused by our poor communication.

He had already bowed his head first, and explained the reason, this kind of thing is not common, I was very satisfied, said: "Thank you for telling me the reason, sorry, reminded you of those unpleasant things."

"It's so strange, I feel much more comfortable when I tell you about that incident. It seems that whether it's sadness or happiness, we should share it."

He raised his head and smiled at me. His hair and cheeks were wet with water. At first glance, he looked like some kind of dog, such as a golden retriever or a black back. When he is good, he is very good at coaxing people, but if he is angry, he will definitely ferocious.

"Rub my back."

He said again, and by the way, he threw the towel to me. Seeing his pitiful appearance, I didn't refuse this time. I took the towel and wanted to help him rub it. Unexpectedly, his wrist was suddenly grabbed, and he moved forward. Procrastinating, my foot was unstable, and I fell into Yuhong with the strength of his hand.

At this time, I would like to thank the size of the bathtub, at least it didn’t choke me, but it was too slippery inside, I couldn’t sit still, and almost slipped, so I hurriedly supported the bottom of the bathtub with my hands, and shouted: “Giovanni, you crazy !"

He stretched out his hand from behind and hugged me, put his chin on my shoulder, and said with a smile: "Even if it's crazy, it's the kind you like."

"I..." I wanted to swear at first, but he hugged me too tightly. One palm was pressed against my heart, as if he was feeling my heartbeat. I didn't know why, but my face was really red , Feeling his embrace, I thought to myself, fuck, this bastard will do this trick every time he can't say no to me.

But I still eat this set, gasping for breath and allowing him to be arrogant, with warmth coming from my neck.He kissed me, and then the kiss moved to my ear, the earlobe was bitten, and it was numb and painful.

I hissed, couldn't help it anymore, and cursed: "I only have this set of clothes, how can I go out tomorrow?"

"Brother, let me tell you what you are." He raised his hands and untied my belt. "It's too boring to think about clothes at this time."

"Beating you up will make you flirtatious."

I didn't just say this, I really did it, but because my back was facing him, I couldn't use my strength, so he stopped me, so I turned over and turned in front of me.

Our positions were reversed, and it became the state where I was pressed by him on the edge of the bathtub. He hugged my waist and approached me, lowered his head and kissed my neck, and said with a low laugh: "If you catch rape, catch rape, and bring My son, brother, you really make me think that I can’t even love you.”

I bent my legs and wanted to give him a knee, but after thinking about it, it wouldn't do me any good to hurt him. I pulled back temporarily, pushed his hands away, and said, "What are you talking about? It's ugly, I just brought my son here for dinner, and I happened to meet him."

It’s also a coincidence. I took Doudou out for dinner, and met Joe driving the woman on the way. Doudou said that he followed Joe to the company in the past two days. I saw women coming to him several times, so I paid attention. , temporarily changed his mind, and followed them all the way to the restaurant.

Joe didn't believe it, and said, "What a coincidence, he also brought a telescope."

"Binoculars are for spying on criminals."

"By the way, watch me, right? Brother, I always thought you... Now I feel relieved."

He paused in the middle of his words, raised his head, and looked at me earnestly. I understood what he meant——Compared to the enthusiasm he showed over the years, my reaction was relatively light. Besides, I'm not as boring as him, and I just stalk him when I have nothing to do. Maybe my actions made him feel uneasy, so I'm so excited now, thinking that I stalked him as a sign of love for him.

Anyone who thinks like this is a pervert.

I just fell in love with a pervert.

Thinking about it, I felt speechless myself, so he inserted his hand into my hair and slowly rubbed it, saying, "Don't worry, I'm just entrusted with that woman, maybe she's interested in me, and she's always Find an excuse to come to me, just wait until the work is over, you can wait for another two days."

"Don't you want to shake her hand?"

I can't hide my words in my heart, and I say everything when I get angry. He has an expression of "I didn't monitor him, but I watched it so carefully". I feel very humiliated, so I had to drag Doudou into the water.

"My son said it, is there a problem?"

"You little bastard!"

"Isn't it bad like you?"

"Don't you guys have a saying that being reactive is proactive? I hate being shaken by her, so I use it as a defense so that she can't have any further physical contact with me. Doudou is too small to understand, I hope When he grows up, his IQ will not be as low as yours."

He smiled with a smug look on his face, and I felt like I was shot in the knee. I knew his personality, he was the kind of person who would put himself in a dominant position even if he refused, but I was not happy at the time, and I would think crooked It is also normal, I will not admit that my IQ is low.

"What's wrong?"

He lifted my chin and stared, I pushed his hand away, and kissed him, I don't want to talk about those embarrassing things, I will be laughed to death by him later.

He didn't ask any more, accepted my kiss, took off my clothes a few times, and played with my penis roughly with his fingers. I gasped and hardened under his manipulation.

One leg was lifted, and a hard object was pressed between his thighs. He knelt in the bathtub, his upper body was exposed out of the water, some foam was still on his firm chest, and his chest muscles stretched.The smooth and flexible tendons were presented in front of me, and I couldn't help swallowing my sleep foam, almost fascinated by such a body.

I reached out to touch his chest, and was pulled into his arms by him. A hard object was pressed against my lower body, ready to go. My abdomen twitched, and I felt even more excited when I was hit by excitement and desire. , Biting his lip and desperately asking for it, suddenly pain came from his lower body, he stabbed the object into my body without even doing simple lubrication.

Shocked by the pain, I cursed, "Fuck!"

"Brother, am I just fucking you?"

He made fun of it, and continued to stab the object inward. I gave him a fist and cursed: "You can't slow down, you want to hurt me to death!"

He accepted it obediently, and said with a tut, "I've endured it for a week, I can't help it anymore."

I didn't know what to say, and then my lower body tightened again, he held my waist and began to move, the pain was quickly replaced by pleasure, my body was stimulated one after another, my legs trembled a little, it was against his Violation is filled with excitement and urgency.

It seems that I am also the masochistic type. I still enjoy being bullied by him all day long, and I can’t bear it after only a week without contact. Psychologically and physically, I desperately long for this man’s love and want to Possessive, but also wanting to be possessed, wanting to have more intimate contact with him, either way.

We exchanged kisses eagerly, and he sprinted faster. I rubbed my penis, and my nerves were so excited that my hands couldn't control it. My fingertips were numb and trembling slightly.

"Don't rush, don't rush, take your time."

He kissed me and teased me with a nasal voice, but his movements were extremely fast. Because of the excitement, the pupils of his eyes shone with a beautiful brilliance. I was completely immersed in the gully of lust, my brain became blank, and I subconsciously kissed his eyes.

He let out a chuckle, which was also a kind of temptation to me. I even felt that he was not working hard enough, so I actively straightened up my waist to cooperate. The water surface was undulating under our vigorous exercise, almost reaching the neck. Drowning, nervous, yet enjoying this dangerous enthusiasm.

Both of us were panting badly, our voices were mixed together, and we couldn't tell who was shouting. Finally, the warm water embraced us. It was hot, he ejaculated, the heat wave hit my body, I couldn't help screaming, the gasping sound in my ears was like a spell, I closed my eyes and listened to the temptation, the condom in my hand moved faster, no How long did it take to shoot.

"Brother, you are awesome."

The earlobe was licked, and the devil was whispering in my ear. I angrily bent his elbow, but he didn't care. He continued to hug me and rubbed against my neck.

If it was a small animal doing this, I would like it very much, but he is so big and pretends to be a cute small animal, it is really unbearable, and looking at the clothes that are thrown everywhere, I can’t get angry .

"How do I go out tomorrow, tell me!"

"Oh, I'll think about tomorrow's matter tomorrow, senior brother, a spring night is worth a thousand dollars, we haven't been together for a long time, we want to have a good time tonight."

I pushed him away, stared at him without speaking, he casually held his hair down, his movements were casual but handsome, it made me want to punch someone.

"Did I say something wrong? It's strange, I should remember the words I just learned."

"You're right, Giovanni, what I want to say is—how can you use your cleverness in such a place!"

We fought for a long time that night, literally, because the bastard made excuses and played with me—time and time again, when I got angry and punched him a few times, he rarely fought back, any Domestic violence by me.

It seems that he is also abusive, and we are really compatible.When I woke up in the morning, a new set of clothes was placed next to the bed, and I don't know when the bastard prepared it.After I got dressed and went out, Doudou had already got up and changed into new clothes, sitting on the floor and playing with building block toys, while Joe was competing with him on who could build the tallest.

When he saw me, he ran over and hugged my leg, calling, "Dad, why did you get up, I'm hungry."

Why did I get up, not because of some bastard!

Look at the wall clock again. It's almost nine o'clock. Isn't my son hungry?

If Doudou hadn't hugged me, I would have punched Joe in the morning and asked, "Why don't you feed Doudou?"

"He said he would wait for you to eat together. If we eat first, you will be unhappy."

Doudou nodded vigorously in line with his words, and I felt even more distressed, and shouted again: "Why don't you hurry up and order dinner?"

Qiao honestly ran to order food, and Doudou said to me quietly: "Dad, Dad said that you are reconciled, but why are you still scolding him?"

"Uh...I'm not scolding him, I'm just speaking louder."

"Then don't be so loud, you see that your voice is hoarse, don't drink anymore, it must be caused by drinking."

My son's eyes were so innocent, I blushed, and asked, "Doudo, who called Daddy over last night?"

"I'm sorry dad, it's me, I want to take a bath, but I can't get into the bathtub, so I called my dad, he told me to be with my dad, and ran over right away, don't be a pretty sister, hehe... ..."

Doudou grinned, his eyes narrowed. For the first time, I thought my son was a little devil. He was more thoughtful than when I was five years old.

Before breakfast was finished, the doorbell rang, and Doudou ran to open the door. I wondered why he was so active, and saw the waiter walk in, holding several big cake boxes in his hands.

After the waiter left, I opened the box, and there were all kinds of beautiful pastries inside. Doudou stood on the chair, inspected the boxes one by one, nodded and said, "Yes, that's right, there are thirty in total, brother baby must Very happy."

I clenched my fists and ran to Joe and asked him, "You did it again?"

"What's none of my business? You promised your son that he can order desserts as he pleases, isn't it Doudou?"

"Yeah, Dad, did you forget?"

I slapped my head and remembered that Doudou asked me this way last night, and I responded casually. Who would have thought that this child would be so rude.

"He also said that I was spoiled by my son, but I don't know who was spoiled."

Joe gloated at the side and said that I was at a loss for words, and I couldn't break my promise, so I had to confess: "Don't eat too much, or your teeth will hurt."

"I know, it's for the baby brother and the hamburger. I will say that Dad bought it. They must be very happy, thank you Dad!"

They won't be happy, they'll just gossip and ask - Wei Zhengyi, you're willing to spend money to treat us to eat, are you struck by lightning?Or had a fight with Joe?Only these two reasons will temporarily lower your IQ.

Damn, I spend money to buy food and also provide friendly gossip, what's the reason?

I almost choked on the bill the waiter had left behind.

"What are you doing, this cake is plated with gold, it's so expensive!"

"Don't feel bad about money, or if you are petty, this card is for you, take it and use it."

A gold card was thrown in front of me. Needless to say, it belonged to that foreign friend. In the past two years, Joe’s Chinese has become more and more fluent, and the gesture of throwing the card is also very grand. past.

He took a solid slap, covered his shoulders and looked at me sadly.

"Why did you hit me again?"

"Is I a woman? Do I need money from you? If I want to spend money, I can earn it myself, even if I earn less!"

"Hey, brother, I just like the way you jump, give me two more punches, come on!"

"You pervert!"

"Isn't that the pervert you like?"

Well, I admit that I like him, and I beat him because I like him.

In a daze, I was grabbed by the collar, and Joe also punched me, I dodged and counterattacked, the table was hit, and Doudou yelled loudly from the opposite side: "Ah, Daddy, Daddy, you are finally reconciled!" Lah, can I go to the bedroom to fight? Don’t break my cake.”

Joe and I looked at each other, and Joe pointed with his chin.

"Why don't you go in and discuss?"

"You bastard with a brain!"

"I'm talking about the real discussion, brother, you just have ghosts in your heart, so you always think in the wrong way."

"I'm thinking in the wrong direction? Hehe, Giovanni, is this the first day I know you?"

"Then go to the sparring, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

How many things inappropriate for children were discussed that day, I won’t list this for the time being, but in a nutshell—the little incident passed, we made up, and Joe gave me a big surprise on the weekend.

In order to make me happy, he held a celebration party for me and invited my colleagues and friends to participate. I didn’t know it was my birthday celebration until that day. Ever since Doudou came to our house, the adult’s birthday has never happened again After that, coupled with quarrels and missions, I have long forgotten this bolt.

Joe didn't lie to me. That woman is indeed a creative designer. She designed my birthday celebration reception, so the reception was held grandly and humorously. Everyone had a good time. Doudou seemed to like her very much. , yelling one by one, pulling her to look at her toy collection.

The evening reception ended, and the guests left one after another. The designer brought his male assistant to say goodbye to Joe. I stood on the balcony and saw them chatting for a while, and she left holding the assistant's arm.

Joe turned around, saw me upstairs, and ran up immediately. I drank a lot of wine today, a little drunk, and smiled at him: "It seems that I misunderstood, people just do business and greet you with a smile." That's all, it doesn't matter to you."

"Brother, tell me what should I say about you."

"What's wrong?"

"It's a pity that you chose to be a policeman. Why are you so slow in this regard? It's not as good as your son."

"How can I be inferior to my son?"

"That woman. She clearly wants to date me. Even Doudou can see it. Why do you think he calls her Auntie? Usually, when he meets a girl, he always calls her Sister, and he doesn't let her go." Not playing with his doll brother, dragging that woman around, of course to prevent her from having a chance to talk to me."

I thought about it, Doudou's performance today is very positive, usually he doesn't like such lively scenes, but I don't believe that his son is as black-bellied as Joe.

As soon as he mentioned his son, Joe was very happy, touched his chin and continued: "Look at that woman walking so briskly, it must be Doudou who kept telling her that my father loves my father so much, she thought it was useless, so she let go Well, speaking of it, she is a smart person, and I can take care of her if I have business in the future.”

"That's not what you taught Doudou?"

"Do you still need me to teach you? If you don't believe me, you can ask him. He definitely said that. He is indeed my son. Doudou is as clever as me."

"Giovanni, you can be sentimental."

"Forget it if you don't believe me, the problem has been solved anyway. It's good to say that you have a rough nerve. Before you find out, the hidden danger has been eliminated."

He shook his head, looked helpless, turned back to the room, I chased after him, and said, "Thank you."

He turned to look at me with a surprised expression. I coughed dryly and said vaguely, "Thank you for helping me celebrate."

In fact, I have to thank him for his company all the time, but I wouldn’t say this sentence to death. If he knew what I was thinking, I’m afraid he would be so happy that he didn’t even remember his last name. I want to hold him down again.

He immediately laughed and said, "Don't worry about such trivial matters, anyway, Doudou will choose me in the end."

"What choose you? J

"It's the mentally handicapped question you asked that day. If we separate, who will my son choose?"

"what?"

"That..." He suddenly felt a little embarrassed, glanced aside, and said, "I was curious and asked Doudou, but my son chose me, hahaha..."

"Giovanni, don't be so sentimental. Of course, my son chose me."

"Brother, do you have a fever? Doudou clearly told me that he would follow me, and I would buy him Coke and chicken nuggets!"

"My son is not a foodie, and he can be bribed with a little favor. Doudou told me that he will follow me, because he will not become a bad person because of me!"

After choking on each other for a long time, we both shut up and looked at each other.

"That little villain won't be lying on both sides?"

"Very likely, this little bunny, Doudou!"

Joe yelled aloud, and I yelled too, and went from house to house, trying to beat him up if I found him.

But we couldn't find it after searching for a long time. This child likes to hide and seek so much, he always finds a corner to play alone. The trouble is that our family is big, so finding someone is really troublesome.

Finally I stopped Joe and told him to call his son.

This trick is the most effective, the phone rang within a few seconds and was connected. When I saw that the background of the video was the master's house, I knew that Doudou had been abducted by the baby again.

Sure enough, a big head appeared in the video, and the doll called out, "Hello, Uncle Police, Hello, Big Brother."

I don't know who taught this kid, but his name made Joe and I staggered by a generation. I asked, "Where's Doudou?"

"Doudou is eating snacks made by Wolf Baibai. Last time Doudou invited us to eat cake, Wolf Baibai said he would treat us back."

He looked proud as if he made the pastry.

Doudou soon came, and appeared face to face with the doll in the video, calling; "Daddy! Daddy!"

He was chewing something and screaming indistinctly. Joe leaned over and asked with a smile, "Son, I want to ask you something."

"what?"

"I just heard that you were going to live with Dad."

"Hmm..." Doudou blinked, and I continued, "I also just heard that you plan to live with Daddy, so son, are you with me or Daddy?"

"Of course I'm following the two of you, because you won't be separated at all," Doudou said, then turned to the baby and asked, "Did I say something wrong?"

"No, no, Doudou is right. They made a mistake. My father said that when a person is old, his brain will not work well, so Doudou, don't pay too much attention to it."

Joe clenched his fist. Actually, I really want to beat the baby. This kid is a little devil. Compared with him, Doudou is like an angel!

"Uncle policeman, big brother, let's do this first, we still need to eat some snacks."

The little thing hung up the phone after he finished speaking, and didn't give us a chance to ask any more questions. Qiao Lu rolled up his sleeves and walked out. I held him back and smiled and said, "Forget it, Doudou's words are quite meaningful. It makes sense, besides, if you go, can you really beat other people’s children?”

"Who said I'm going to beat people, I can't go to eat snacks."

Joe went out in a huff, and I followed him, suddenly feeling that sometimes he is quite like a child, that kind of complex of demons and angels.

"Then I'll go over too, I'm not here, Doudou always drinks junk drinks."

"Dear brother, don't talk about drinking drinks so heinously, you usually drink plain water, and drinking drinks occasionally is a new experience."

"Giovanni, you are sophistry. Could it be that you are tired of family life, so you can go out and find a mistress?"

"You are sophistry, how can you discuss drinking and finding a mistress together?" He stopped and looked at me, then a smug smile appeared on his face.

"Oh, I see, brother, you are worried about your own aging and fading, so you are taking precautions before they happen."

I couldn't hold it back, and swung my fist.

"Giovanni, you are old and weak, and your whole family is old and weak!"

He was grinning, and easily dodged it. It's just that we usually fight too much, and we closed our eyes to find the way of each other's punches.

"Oh, you're blowing your hair, senior brother, you just celebrated your birthday, and you are obviously one year older."

I decided to take back today's emotion, and then punched back. This time he fought back, grabbed my wrist to stop my attack, and asked, "Why don't we have a sparring session to prove that you are still young and strong."

Based on what I know about Joe, it's definitely not because he doesn't know how to use idioms indiscriminately, he just does it on purpose!

I held his wrist back on the sofa, lifted his feet at the same time, and pushed him forward, and I threw him down on the sofa next to him.

I rushed forward and pinned him down.

"Giovanni, I'll let you know how capable I am next!"

"Finish"