In the sixth place, Zhu Xiaotong stayed in the dormitory for three whole nights.
Zhu Meng was very indifferent to the male creature Li Sandao living in his daughter's dormitory.
Not to mention that his daughter goes to stay in someone else¡¯s room every night, just the number of times he has entered his daughter¡¯s boudoir since he was a child is enough for him as a father to have enough time to mentally build up.
When we first moved in, Li Sandao was still a little kid, so he didn¡¯t take it seriously at all.
Later, when the two of them grew up, he began to get used to it because they lived together too many times.
Li Sandao in the treatment room retracted his palm with a pale face. As a new fan girl, Wang Yimeng was the first to run up and help the person without waiting for others to move.
"Brother Sandao, you are so awesome. I will take you out to rest for a while." Xingxing blinked, and the big loli was like a little daughter-in-law, supporting Li Sandao and ran out-
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"Cute, cute girl, can we stop doing this?"
Looking at the unsurprised looks in everyone's eyes, a drop of embarrassed cold sweat slid down Li Sandao's forehead.
Three days, three whole days.
This girl, every time she treats herself, she will appear in the treatment room on time.
"Every time I feel tired, she acts like a little daughter-in-law, stepping forward to help me with her petite body.
With that look, those who didn¡¯t know thought they had something to do with her.
What¡¯s more, Zhu Xiaotong, that carefree girl, thought that she arranged for the two of them to meet so that they could see each other.
Li Sandao was very aware of his family¡¯s affairs.
Wang Yimeng is not interested in herself. What she is interested in is clearly her strength and eight-door handling ability.
As if she didn¡¯t hear what Li Sandao said, our cute girl grabbed his arm and put it on her shoulders. Taking advantage of the fact that he was too exhausted to resist, she pulled him out of the treatment room with a hundred tons of force.
¡°Brother Sandao, just teach me a few tricks.
Please, please, at worst, I¡¯ll let you stay in my dormitory tonight, okay? "
In the corridor, no matter how hard Lao Li struggled, the cute fake loli remained unmoved and kept pleading softly in his ear.
"It's impossible. Don't even think about whether the master's skills are passed down from male to female."
Nonsense, Li Sandao didn¡¯t even bother to pay attention to this fake lolita¡¯s improper attitude.
Besides, his martial arts skills are all from animation, film and television novels, and were handed over to Wang Yimeng. If she had read the original novel, how would she explain it?
??I use it myself, and others just look at the appearance. I don¡¯t know the specifics, and they can say that the spells are similar. If there is any similarity, it is purely coincidental.
It can be given to others, just like both hands. As long as you have read anime and comics, someone will connect them through their abilities.
When the time comes, it will be very troublesome.
"Sandao, come to my uncle's office later. I have something to tell you."
Just when Lao Li was half-supported and half-pulled to the corner by Wang Yimeng, Zhu Meng's fat figure suddenly walked out of the treatment room.
Although the voice was not loud and the distance was far away, his words could be clearly transmitted into the ears of Li Sandao and the two of them.
"Well! I'll take a breath and come find you in an hour."
Nodding, Li Sandao followed Wang Yimeng into the elevator.
Back to Zhu Xiaotong¡¯s dormitory, Lao Li had to talk to Wang Yimeng before he sent the reluctant Wang Yimeng out.
After recovering his Qi, Li Sandao left the room.
Lao Li is very tired, but mostly he is pretending.
Except for Team Leader Wang on the first day, Li Sandao did his best because of Zhu Xiaotong.
With the remaining two, half of Lao Li's energy has been wasted, and the treatment method can be described as simple and crude.
When Zhu Xiaotong was a child, she was her own best friend. Li Sandao treated her with great care, for fear of leaving any sequelae.
Leader Wang, it ¡¯s not good to take over the fat girl of Zhu Xiaotong in the future. Originally, he was old. If he left some sequelae, would n¡¯t it be a friend of his own?
For him, Lao Li also wasted a lot of energy and carefully treated him.
Of course, Lao Li finally restored their souls, but the process was simpler and rougher.
As for why you are pretending to be half-dead, of course it is to avoid trouble as much as possible.
Li ?I am very sure that once I act too relaxed, I will be frequently disturbed by people from the fifth and sixth places in the future.
Performances like today¡¯s can actually make them embarrassed to ask for help easily.
However, the fifth and sixth units are special units, even if they don¡¯t join. Having a good relationship will save you a lot of trouble.
Let them know that their abilities are limited. Occasionally, one of them will be seriously injured, which is enough to maintain the relationship.
Zhu Meng¡¯s office does not look luxurious, only about 30 square meters, and the decoration is the same as the main style of the office area outside.
?A desk, a computer, a set of guest sofas, and old-fashioned office chairs.
There is a door on one side of the office, which is his lounge. The area is very considerable, only about ten square meters. It is a place where he occasionally rests when he works overtime.
Compared with Zhu Xiaotong¡¯s dormitory, his father¡¯s office rest room can only be described as simple.
However, a large screen facing the desk highlights the difference of this office.
¡°Three Ways are coming!
The water dispenser is in the corner. You can do whatever you want, and your uncle will get it done right away. "
When Li Sandao entered, Zhu Meng just looked up and continued to practice two-finger meditation clumsily with his fingers.
He is obviously a master-level strongman, and his speed is amazing.
However, when it comes to typing, he is like an old scalper.
¡! This is the sound of a normal person typing on the keyboard.
¡°Crack, inside, snap, la! This is Zhu Meng.
They were immersed in their work, and Li Sandao didn't bother him. He walked to the water dispenser and took a glass of water from a disposable paper cup before sitting on the sofa.
When it comes to patience, he may not be as good as those who have been around for tens of thousands of years.
But speaking of ordinary people, if necessary, Li Sandao could sit with him for a whole day without saying a word.
The atmosphere in the office was quiet except for Zhu Meng's rhythmic tapping of the keyboard.
Half an hour later, Li Sandao, who was considering whether to close his eyes and rest his mind, was suddenly awakened by a bang.
Looking at Zhu Meng again, he was as round and round as a deflated rubber ball, and like a patient who had recovered from his illness and been discharged from the hospital.
"Sandao, you said that our country's technology is so advanced, but we still have to type manually.
well! So fucking tired. "
Walking to the opposite side like a dead dog, Zhu Meng sank into the sofa.
Hearing the painful groan from the sofa opposite, Li Sandao glanced at it sympathetically.
There is nothing to sympathize with. After all, every adult has his own choice, but the sofa is innocent.
Zhu Meng is a chubby fat man. Although he is less than 1.7 meters tall, he weighs at least close to 300 kilograms.
That poor sofa.
"well!
If Xiaotong hadn¡¯t inherited her mother¡¯s height, she would have been a ball when she was little. "
Imagining Xiaotong Qiu¡¯s appearance in his mind, Lao Li stood up and poured him a glass of water.
No matter what, this man is pretty good to me.
¡°At least he can enter and leave his daughter¡¯s room at will, and he has not beaten himself to death in these years, which is considered magnanimous.
¡°Uncle, didn¡¯t anyone tell you that there is such a thing as voice input now?
Typing is slow, can you try voice input? "
Handing the water glass to the half-dead Zhu Meng, Lao Li deliberately glanced at his fingers when he took it.
The fingers are so thick that you can¡¯t even see the gaps between them, so it¡¯s really hard to type fast.
¡°Don¡¯t mention voice, that thing is more troublesome.
You don¡¯t know, Sandao, this is my first time using that thing! "
"Forehead!"
Listening to Zhu Meng venting his bitterness, Lao Li really wanted to tell him that you deserved it.
Fat people are not terrible. After all, living conditions in this era are good and there is generally less exercise. It is normal for men to be fatter.
????????????????????????????? But you are a master master on horseback, can you eat yourself into a ball?
He didn¡¯t know about martial arts before. He just thought that Zhu Meng could no longer lose weight through exercise because he was too fat.
But now we know that both father and daughter are both martial arts masters, and the daughter has successfully lost weight. You, a father, are still so fat that it is difficult to type. Who can blame you?
"Zhu Meng, I think it should be called Zhu Meng." He complained in his mind. The smile on his face did not change, but he nodded, as if he agreed with his complaint.
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