Chapter 917 Black Blind Man's Daily Defense Break 5
Although they are viewers of the same light screen, their thoughts are completely different.
Although Hei Xia Zi looks impure, he is actually very pure. He only thinks about being jealous and hopes that his uncle will always pay attention to him.
The innocent-looking Zhang Qilin has become a video that cannot be broadcast.
He wanted to possess this warm and energetic little sun-like black bear.
He thought the blind man was as happy as the one in the light curtain.
He hoped that the blind man's eyes would be full of smiles, and that everyone would know that he was fine without him saying anything.
That code book was the key to unlock his memory, even if it was given by God, as long as he saw it, he would be able to remember it.
He didn't know where he had hidden the notebook.
But now the new one is here with the blind man.
There is always someone in a person's life who is like a gift. When you think of him, your heart will feel brightened. When you see him, your body will unconsciously become vigorous and full of surprises.
He has two such people. One is his mother Bai Ma, who gave him his heart and affection.
One is a blind man, and this is the experience he gives to his lover.
Being loved or not is a very obvious feeling.
He was at a loss as he had not recovered his memory and kept walking forward. The blind man who had been following him at that time was someone he could not drive away.
He was also very afraid that he would forget the important people, so he kept looking for them.
Now the uncertainty and fear in the blind man's eyes disappeared, and he was confident in treating him, even though he kept playing with his hands and liked to touch his abdominal muscles, with the feeling that you are my master.
He likes blind people like this.
Instead of the previous smile that didn't reach the eyes.
Hei Xia Zi was still pulling the mute to judge the matter, pointing at the fat Xiao Qi inside.
"Be gentle, no, you are too old, can you please speak properly? You jumped on my uncle like that, what if he gets hurt? My uncle is not a golden hoop stick."
Zhang Qilin nodded frequently after hearing such a long speech. Looking at the blind man who kept talking, he thought of his days in Germany.
The blind man has beautiful lips.
After adjusting the position, he leaned on the backrest and pulled the blind man into his arms, playing with him with one hand and keeping the other hand on his abdominal muscles.
Black Bear: . . . . .
Damn it, I dare not even breathe loudly.
There's something wrong with the mute.
You're not looking at the light screen, why does it look like you're in heat?
This won’t work. He won’t do the same thing to the mute unless the light curtain disappears.
Zhang Qilin: . . . .
He just touched it.
Light Curtain: . . . .
It’s okay, you guys continue, it will take a picture of the tiled house and the bed, you can tell me if it’s a bed picture.
Anyway, we can't delay Guangmu from making money.
Guangmu made it onto the list of extra income thanks to his own abilities.
Zhang Qilin was very patient, but when he saw himself on the rocking car, he had an urge to die.
Sure enough, sometimes amnesia is a good thing.
Also, thanks to my uncle, this is a private little amusement park.
Hei Xia Zi calmed down and was in the mood to play with the mute's hands. His cotton-like hands were covered with scars. When he thought that the mute had cut himself, he slapped him a few more times.
Zhang Qilin: . . . . .
It’s okay. He saw something delicious and wanted to buy it, and then he would ask the blind man for money.
Jinshan from the tribe is also here, the blind man will definitely like him.
However, what Hei Xia Zi didn't expect was that his uncle had considered so much for them.
Zhang Qilin also didn't expect that his uncle would dote on the blind man so much.
After all, the Zhang family’s favor means extra training, which allows you to become indestructible.
When Zhang Qilin saw Uncle Qing carrying the blind man and walking around in circles in the yard, he felt the same empathy as Zhang Qilin in the light curtain.
He also wants an uncle like this.
The blind man pinched the mute's hand and squeezed it.
"You are already an adult, but you still need your uncle to coax you, Fatty Xiaoqi, you are already a mature old man, you can't be so childish."
Come down and let the blind man go up. The blind man is much lighter than you.
It's been a long time since someone carried a blind man like this.
Even a blind man would be envious.
Seeing his smug look, Liu Sang and Liu Can couldn't shake his position.
"I'll carry you."
Zhang Qilin's voice rang in Hei Xia Zi's ears. His uncle carried the blind man and also carried him.
Uncle, Zhang Qilin can’t transform, but he will carry the blind man in the days to come.
Black Bear: ...
"You said this, not the blind man forced you to do it."
Hei Xia Zi has a grudge in his heart and is bearing it.
The moon was hanging in the sky, and two little heads popped out of the window. They looked at each other and became more certain of one thing.
The two adoptive fathers are not mentally normal, but it doesn’t matter, as long as they take care of them.
The two of them quietly went back to sleep.
The twins hugging each other are so cute.
So, in fact, it is not impossible to raise two children. My uncle has much better vision than him.
The mute couldn't find it, so he went to look for it.
Anyway, wherever he is, there is the mute.
They have plenty of time, so they should save money for retirement first.
They are not short of money anyway.
Now that the mute doesn’t have to look for his memories, the blind man can live well even if he has to guard the bronze gate.
The problem now is the Jiumen and the Wang family.
While watching the light curtain, Zhang Qilin also talked about the love, hate and vengeance between him and them.
Black Bear: ...
"Mute, if you want to take revenge, you may have to postpone it. It's not safe outside now. No matter how powerful we are, we can't resist the bullets from the military compound."
Of course Zhang Qilin knew that it was not that he did not want to take revenge, but that the other party had a thick turtle shell and now he had neither the right time nor the right place.
That bastard Zhang Qishan always hides well every time.
The blind man knows more about these things than the mute.
However, stability has its advantages, and instability has its advantages. It all depends on whether someone can make
But it will be much easier to trip someone up once things are stable.
It's not that he really has no temper. He won't care unless someone dies.
He actually has a bad temper.
If it weren't for the fact that his memories were all fragmentary, Zhang Qilin might be the first person to turn evil in this world.
God made him lose his memory to give others a chance to survive.
The warm daily life behind the light curtain can also soothe some things in his heart.
Without him being the scapegoat, Zhang Qishen would have died long ago. Zhang Qishen owed him two lives, so he and Zhang Rishan deserved to die.
The blind man was right. People should not be kind to others carelessly.
Especially those who are ungrateful.
He has fallen into the same pit twice and cannot fall into it a third time.
As for the blind man's idea that he didn't know about Zhang Qiling, how could that be possible? Because there was Chenpi here, he was looking forward to Zhang Qiling's death every day.
If Zhang Qishen died, he would be the first one to set off firecrackers. He cared about Zhang Qishen more than anyone else, and wanted to kill Zhang Qishen more than anyone else.
If the girl could be allowed to live in the meteorite jade, Chen Pi would really be at the disposal of the Zhang family. This is the best kind of worker.
Zhang Qilin: . . . . .
This outrageous yet reasonable speculation silenced Hei Xia Zi.
This is really something Chenpi would do.
Chenpi is a man whose evil is pure evil. He never claims to be kind. Even if he dies one day, he feels that he deserves to die.
Hei Xia Zi couldn't refute.
If I had known this earlier, it would be Chenpi who worked for them.
Light Curtain: . . . . .
good idea.