Li Zhenghao pinched the chubby soft flesh on the little meatball's face with his slender, wheat-colored left fingers. He rarely spoke, but his voice was still steady and powerful, "Be good!"
But Li Jiaming and the others were stunned. After a few seconds, Li Jiaming stared at the little ball of flesh with rising anger, "Didn't this kid not allow anyone other than Bai Ling to pinch his face?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the little meatball's lively eyes, which were like black grapes, revealed a hint of disgust.
"Oh my god!" Li Jiaming was furious when he saw this and started rolling up his leather jacket sleeves. "You're itching for trouble, aren't you? I'm your elder after all."
"Uncle Jiaming... you've beaten quite a few guys!" As soon as this tender but serious voice came out, Li Jiaming's movements immediately froze.
Then he turned to look at Wang Jieming, who was looking at him with his round, pink eyes, and said, "You little brats, when will you give your uncle a little face?"
Why is it always like this!
Fu Xi and others who were already here couldn't help laughing, and Fu Xi even wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
Meng Xin laughed out loud without any hesitation.
Zhu Shuaiyi had just come over and saw a group of people laughing happily. He was confused and pulled Fu Xi next to him, "What's going on?"
Before Fu Xi could say anything, Meng Xin pulled Zhu Shuaiyi aside and told him what had just happened.
Suddenly, everyone gathered at Bai Ling's tent and burst into laughter.
The people around them looked at each other in bewilderment. The people outside, who were already a little curious and in awe of them, saw that they could actually laugh wildly in a place surrounded by zombies. They thought they were indeed the strongest in this team.
That’s right, now everyone knows the level of the little meatballs, and no one dares to underestimate their existence.
However, many people's eyes flashed with complexities and strong jealousy.
"Master!" A tall man in a black suit stood behind a handsome man in casual clothes and gold-rimmed glasses. His expression was also complicated. "It seems that the young master is getting along well with them!"
"Yes, there are so many people in the camp, and there are also people Yi'er is familiar with."
But he still ran to their camp when he had nothing to do.
Zhu Yiming pushed his glasses up, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes. "Although Yi'er can be unreliable sometimes, don't forget that he has always been a lucky star! It's rare to meet someone he likes to be around, so more contact will be good for him."
The man in the black suit didn't say anything else, because it was undeniable that nothing had happened to the young master since he was born. Even when he was kidnapped once, the kidnapper was hit by a car.
And she really didn't get along with the other children in the Zhu family. Zhu Shuaiyi's mother was clearly the legal spouse of the master, yet that rich girl insisted on staying at the Zhu family under the guise of being the master's wife. Heaven and earth are witnesses, her master never even held her hand!
Anyway, the master's reputation has been completely ruined by her!
"By the way, have you found out why that sickly fellow from the Lin family harbored ill will towards them?" That brat had been following him all this time. What was he up to, didn't he know? He thought he'd come to the Yanjing City base to discuss a job and failed, so he wanted a piece of the action?
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