I Can’t Play This Game Anymore

As the four of them came to the door, the voice became clearer and clearer.

It was the little fat man who had talked to them before, and the voice was not far from the door of the cellar.

The four kicked the door out, and saw a black shadow smashing the little fat man to the wall beside him.

Seeing this, Song Qian went to a fixed body

When he told the doctor about this conjecture, the doctor said he didn't understand, but he was greatly shocked, and suggested that he go to the psychiatric department downstairs.

In short, the hospital couldn't find out the cause of the disease. Later, his mother brought him special medicine from abroad, and the condition was brought under control. As long as he took the medicine regularly, the attack would not occur.

"It must be because I didn't have a good rest last night. I was too tired. It's all Jiang Yubai's fault. He insisted on coming to my room to play games in the middle of the night."

Even though he said this on his lips, his heart was quietly heavy, because Zhang Yuanqing knew that the effect of the medicine was beginning to weaken, and his illness was getting worse.

"We will increase the dose in the future." Zhang Yuanqing put on cotton slippers, came to the window, and opened the curtain with a 'swipe'.

The sunlight rushed in, filling the room.

In April in Songhai City, the spring is bright and beautiful, and the oncoming morning breeze is cool and comfortable.

"Boom!"

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and grandma shouted outside the door:

"Yuanzi, wake up."

"Sorry!" Zhang Yuanqing ruthlessly refused, he wanted to go back to sleep.

The spring is bright and it’s the weekend again. Wouldn’t it be a waste of life if you don’t sleep in?

"I'll give you three minutes, and I'll wake you up if you don't get up."

Grandma was even more ruthless.

"I got it, I got it," Zhang Yuanqing immediately relented.

He knew that grumpy grandma was capable of such a thing.

When Zhang Yuanqing was still in elementary school, his father died in a car accident. The strong-willed mother never remarried, so she brought her son back to Songhai to settle down, leaving her to his grandparents to take care of him.

On the other hand, she plunged into her career and became a strong woman praised by her relatives. Fun Court

Later, my mother bought a house herself, but Zhang Yuanqing didn't like the empty flat, so he still lived with his grandparents.

Anyway, my mother leaves early and returns late every day, and goes on business trips every now and then, focusing on her career. Even if she doesn't work overtime on weekends, she still orders takeaway when it's time for meals.

What he said the most to his son was "Whether the money is enough or not, you have to tell your mother if you don't have enough." A strong woman mother who can satisfy you financially sounds very good. Download the iRead novel app, read for free without ads

But Zhang Yuanqing always said to his mother with a smile: The pocket money given by grandma and aunt is enough.

Well, there is also my aunt.

The woman who insisted on coming to his room to play games last night was his aunt.

Zhang Yuanqing yawned, unscrewed the doorknob of the bedroom, and came to the living room.

The house in grandma's house has an area of ​​150 square meters including the common area. When he sold the old house to buy this new house, Zhang Yuanqing remembered that it was more than 40,000 square meters.

In the past six or seven years, the house price in this community has risen to 110,000 per square meter, which has nearly doubled.

Fortunately, my grandfather had the foresight back then, and Zhang Yuanqing could only sleep in the living room when he switched to the old house. After all, he is grown up and can no longer sleep with his aunt.

On the long dining table next to the living room, the culprit who caused him a headache was drinking his porridge, and the pink slippers were sticking up and down at the bottom of the table.

Her facial features are exquisite and beautiful, her round oval face looks quite sweet, and there is a tear mole in the corner of her right eye.

Because she just woke up, the fluffy and messy waves were scattered, making her a little more lazy and charming.

My aunt's name is Jiang Yuyue, and she is four years older than him.

Seeing Zhang Yuanqing come out, my aunt licked the porridge around her mouth, surprised

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Chapter 742 The Evolution of Bugs [1/3 Surprised:

"Yo, it's not your style to get up so early."

"Your mother did a good job."

"Why are you scolding people?"

"I'm just telling the truth."

Zhang Yuanqing looked at his aunt's beautiful face like a flower and a jade, full of energy, bright and moving.

It is said that the dark night will not treat those who stay up late, it will give you dark circles, but this law does not seem to work on the woman in front of you~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The grandma in the kitchen heard the movement, poked her head out and looked, After a while, he came out with a bowl of porridge.

Grandma's black hair is mixed with silver threads, and her eyes are very sharp. At first glance, she looks like the kind of old lady with a bad temper.

Although the loose skin and shallow wrinkles took away her elegance, it can be vaguely seen that she had a good appearance when she was young.

Zhang Yuanqing took the porridge from his grandmother, gulped it down, and said:

"Where's grandpa?"

"Go out for a walk." Grandma said.

Grandpa is a retired criminal policeman. Even though he is old, his life is still very regular. He must go to bed at ten o'clock every night and wake up at six o'clock in the morning.

The beautiful aunt drank the porridge and said with a smile:

"After breakfast, Auntie will take you to the mall to buy clothes."

Are you so kind? Zhang Yuanqing was about to agree when the grandmother beside him gave him a murderous look:

"If you dare to go, break the dog's legs."

"Mom, why are you like this." The aunt said with a **** face: "I just want to buy some spring clothes for Motoko, and you are not happy? Although my nephew has a foreign name, but it is also dear~" Download Love Reading Novel app, free reading without ads

Grandma tried her best to break the law, "Do you want to be interrupted too?"

The aunt curled her lips and lowered her head to drink the porridge.

As soon as Zhang Yuanqing heard the game between the mother and daughter, he knew that grandma must have arranged a blind date for his aunt again, and the eccentric aunt wanted to drag him into trouble.

This is what I used to do in the past. I took my nephew on a blind date, sat for a few minutes, and the socially obsessive nephew would settle the blind date. The two men had a great conversation, from the people's livelihood to the world structure, and she didn't care about the whole process. thing.