cynical attack

With a new "sister", Zhao Ruizhe would chat and play games with her from time to time when he has nothing to do.People are also more lively and outgoing than before.

So much so that it was strange to see Zhao Ruizhe's happy face when Qiao Lei came back.

"What's wrong with you? You won the lottery?"

Seeing the smile on Zhao Ruizhe's face, Qiao Lei asked suspiciously.

"No, I just met a friend."

Zhao Ruizhe's eyes never left the computer screen, and his ten fingers kept typing on the keyboard.

Although he found that Zhao Ruizhe was using the computer with the intimate kiss photo of himself and Xue Tong to surf the Internet, he still looked at the game Zhao Ruizhe was playing calmly, as if he didn't care about Zhao Ruizhe's discovery of his relationship with Xue Tong, and his own orientation .

"How about it, my wife is cute!"

Qiao Lei looked at Zhao Ruizhe with a proud attitude, and the corners of his mouth, which was still stained with steak sauce, rose slightly.

Hearing what Qiao Lei said, Zhao Ruizhe didn't know how to answer for a while, and his attention was drawn from the game and he was still wandering on Qiao Lei.

"I never knew you were gay..."

Zhao Ruizhe said in a low voice, his voice was like that of a child who has done something wrong, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

"Don't you know now?"

Qiao Lei just smiled slightly, not minding Zhao Ruizhe's question at all.

"Well...he's really...cute..."

Zhao Ruizhe almost didn't say the last two words, because it must be difficult for a person with narcissistic tendencies to praise others.

"Tsk!"

Qiao Lei looked embarrassed again, his two eyebrows trembling unscrupulously again.

Seeing Qiao Lei's neurotic appearance, Zhao Ruizhe didn't say anything more, and once again focused on playing the game.

"How did you know Wang Mengyao?"

Qiao Lei took the suitcase and asked Zhao Ruizhe while arranging the messy clothes inside.

"You can't blame me, it's the msn you set up that starts when you boot up."

"I don't blame you, I'm just asking."

Qiao Lei continued to pack the suitcase full of clothes without raising his head, but after a short while, that naked little gaze shifted to Zhao Ruizhe again.

"Wang Mengyao likes you very much and thinks you are cuter."

From Qiao Lei's eyes, Zhao Ruizhe smelled a trace of uneasiness.

"She is also very nice~ We also have a lot of common language."

Zhao Ruizhe spoke cautiously, afraid that if he said a wrong sentence, Qiao Lei would catch some gossip.

After all, it wasn't the first time he did such a "wholesome" thing. Seeing Zhao Ruizhe's innocent face, Qiao Lei once again launched a shameless offensive.

"She's not as good as you think."

Qiao Lei pretended to be the old mother of Yihong Courtyard again. If there was another mole on his chin, he would definitely keep stroking it.

"why?"

Zhao Ruizhe was still at a loss, because in his opinion, Wang Mengyao was a lady who was dressed in fashion, spoke elegantly, and was very feminine.

"Because you don't know her."

Qiao Lei's hand that had defiled countless girls and boys once again rested on Zhao Ruizhe's head, stroking Zhao Ruizhe's hair as usual to tease Xue Tong.

"She looks like a lady on the surface, but once you get to know her well, you will know that she is a mature woman..."

Seeing that Zhao Ruizhe was still staring at him like an innocent child, Qiao Lei continued.

"She is not an innocent woman. She can fight, scold, play hooligans, and all kinds of unique skills."

Qiao Lei kept introducing Wang Mengyao's tall "lady" image to Zhao Ruizhe, but Zhao Ruizhe just raised his head and was moistened by Qiao Lei's saliva, not paying any attention to Qiao Lei's slander of Wang Mengyao.

"Oh, I know."

Zhao Ruizhe replied coldly, and began to wipe the saliva on Qiao Lei's face with his sleeve.

"If you talk about her behind her back, she will be very upset if she finds out."

"What? I told you such a big secret and you still betray me?"

Qiao Lei's face moved closer to Zhao Ruizhe's pupils reflecting the game screen, and his hands strangled his neck tightly, looking at Zhao Ruizhe viciously like a gangster boss.

"What I hate the most is to speak ill of others behind their backs, is that interesting?"

Zhao Ruizhe looked at Qiao Lei solemnly, not at all afraid of Qiao Lei's eyes that almost swallowed him.

"I think Wang Mengyao is very good, not the kind of person you said."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Ruizhe turned his head to look at the computer screen again, and his neck escaped Qiao Lei's restraint.

The education of the family from a young age made Zhao Ruizhe emulate the old man Confucius in terms of dealing with people.Swearing, fighting, talking behind the back, Zhao Ruizhe has never been able to do these things, he is like the lotus flower that emerges from the mud, no matter how dirty the people around him are, he can keep himself clean.

When he heard Qiao Lei's slander against Wang Mengyao, he couldn't help wanting to educate this stubborn rock like an old gentleman.

"Stop talking bad things behind people's back all the time, it's disgusting."

How could Qiao Lei be the kind of person who likes to listen to people reasoning. When he saw Zhao Ruizhe's frown, Qiao Lei suddenly had the urge to hit someone, and his gums could hear "squeaks".

"I'm just joking. As for saying so much truth!"

Qiao Lei grabbed Zhao Ruizhe's collar again, turned him around and looked at him.

"This is not a great principle, it is the minimum quality of a person."

Seeing Qiao Lei's almost distorted face, Zhao Ruizhe still had no intention of stopping, and continued to tell stories like Tang Seng.

"Prime quality!"

Qiao Lei gave Zhao Ruizhe a set of "Gonggong Oral Liquid" as soon as he opened his mouth.

"I'm usually bothered by tm's preaching! As soon as I got home, I listened to you talking about it. If I knew it, I shouldn't have taken you in! Wherever I want to go!"

It was just an ordinary conversation, but it was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder in just 10 minutes.

"Let's go!"

With that said, Zhao Ruizhe broke away from Qiao Lei's hand and jumped off the sofa.

Excessive force caused the wound on his waist that was about to heal to ooze blood again, but the cover of the clothes blocked the bright red.

The pain in his waist made him a little unsteady, but he still chose to leave if he was stronger.

"Where are you going!"

Zhao Ruizhe bent over to tie his shoelaces, panting heavily, ignoring Qiao Lei behind him.

"Thank you for taking me in these few days, I will return the card to you, and I am leaving."

As he said that, Zhao Ruizhe took out the gold-painted credit card from his pocket and threw it on the carpet under his feet. After the card drew a graceful arc in the air, it was also surrounded by the fluff of the carpet.

"Your wound is bleeding again!"

When Zhao Ruizhe turned around, Qiao Lei noticed the blood red around his waist.

"Don't worry about it."

When Zhao Ruizhe was about to turn around and leave, Qiao Lei grabbed his hand from behind.

"return!"

Maybe it was too much force, and Zhao Ruizhe lost his center of gravity.When Qiao Lei withdrew his arm, Zhao Ruizhe also fell into Qiao Lei's arms.

"squeak!"

With a soft sound, the lips of the two were pressed together tightly, and Qiao Lei's hot body temperature was also transferred to Zhao Ruizhe's heart with that light touch.

"wipe!"

Qiao Lei quickly let go of Zhao Ruizhe who was lying in his arms, and wiped those two wet lips vigorously.

"I'm sorry Tongtong! I didn't mean to!"

Zhao Ruizhe lay quietly on the ground, still not recovering from the "shock" just now, just looking at Qiao Lei's guilty and excited appearance...