The poor man and his rich man

What kind of experience is it to suddenly meet Fa Xiao when you were a child?

It was very embarrassing.

It was even more embarrassing to call him by his childhood nickname.

"Brother Carrot! Do you remember me?"

Omega, who was gentle and delicate in front of Mi Hao just now, is very lively now.

"Long time no see, take a picture." Luo Pohu nodded his head.

This Mr. Zhao of the Zhao family, whose full name is Zhao Yaojing and nicknamed Zhaozhao, is five years younger than Luobohu. He used to be his neighbor and lived in a community.

Mr. Zhao was born with ideas. He didn't like to play with his peers. He liked to follow the older kids and be a follower. He liked the good-tempered Brother Carrot [-]%. The family cried a lot, holding the piggy bank and trying to stab Brother Luobo.

"For so many years, you haven't contacted me once!" Young Master Zhao was very angry, but he still reluctantly held Luobo Lake's hand and refused to let go, "How is it now, uncle, are they all okay? You hand over your contact information, and if money is tight, I'll lend you 80 to deal with it first."

"No, no, no." Luo Pohu waved his hand, "It's much better now, everyone in the family is fine, no problem...Xiao Fu will be safe now."

He turned his eyes to Mi Hao who was silent as the background board.

"You still have friends, so I won't delay your date." Luobohu wanted to run away, "I'll just... hey!"

"Still pretending you don't know me?" Mi Hao grabbed Luo Pohu by the back collar and caught him, "Why, it's embarrassing to tell people you know me?"

Hey without a name.

Grab radish sprouts.