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19 Chen Jianfeng, good luck meeting!(1/2)

Chen Jianfeng blew several big mouthfuls at the bottle mouth before putting down the bottle.

"call--"

He opened his mouth and let out a breath of turbid air.

Nearly two months have passed since he hit Wen Zilong.

During these two months, he has been drinking every day for a living.

The parents and children couldn't stand him and had moved to another yard to live.

My wife advised him at first, but after a long time, she couldn't help but see that, so she followed Chen's father and mother to live there.

So he is the only one in the family.

He blew twice more, then turned on the TV, leaned his back against the sofa, and put his feet on the coffee table, pressing the remote control without any target.

Wen Zilong had already sucked blood at this time, like an eight-month-old pregnant woman.

If you suck it, your stomach will be bloated.

So he paused his blood sucking.

However, Wen Zilong felt very upset when he saw Chen Jianfeng drinking and watching TV here, so free and happy.

I was hit and killed, causing my parents to cry all day long. Are you here happy?

I won't agree!

Thinking of this, Wen Zilong flew on the coffee table in front of him while Chen Jianfeng was not paying attention to watching TV.

There was a small sip of wine that Chen Jianfeng had accidentally sprinkled on the coffee table.

Wen Zilong crawled in the wine for a while, dipped his body and six legs into the wine.

Then he crawled around on the coffee table.

He wanted to climb out of a "Chen Jianfeng, I'm your grandma".

But that is really not elegant. As a four-year-old new mosquito with only ideals, morals, cultures and disciplines, how could he do such a thing?

Of course, the main reason is that there are too many words, so when will you have to climb?

After thinking about it, he began to slowly get up.

The first ear doesn't crawl very smoothly, and the straight line is as sexy as the woman's S curve.

However, after climbing the first word "Chen", it went much smoother.

After climbing the second word "jian", I became more proficient and the climbing speed became much faster.

However, when he finished crawling the word "jian", he discovered something.

Just now, he accidentally saw Chen Jianfeng's name on the contract next to the sofa. The word "jian" he crawled out was not the word "jian" at all.

How can this work?

When I first met, I just crawled the typo and the first impression was not very good.

So Wen Zilong dipped some wine and climbed out a slash on the word "jian".

Then he continued to climb.

At this time, Chen Jianfeng moved his eyes from the TV to the bottle and took another sip of wine.

When I put the wine bottle, I accidentally found a spider with wings on the coffee table.

He looked around and saw that the broom was still far away.

He immediately took off his slippers and instinctively tried to slap it to death.

But at this moment, he found the handwriting on the table.

Chen Jian (with slashes) sword edge.

And behind the handwriting, the winged spider continued to crawl backwards.

Chen Jianfeng was greatly surprised.

Flying spiders, this is amazing enough.

Now this flying spider can actually write?

And you also know that you have written it wrong, cross out and rewrite it?

This is a damn...

"Drunk? I must be drunk."

Chen Jianfeng smiled self-deprecatingly, rubbed his eyes, and continued to look at the coffee table.

I saw the spider with wings continue to crawl down, and after climbing out, the two words "Happy".

Connected together is:

Chen Jian (with slashes) sword edge, lucky to meet.

"How is this... possible!?"

Chen Jianfeng's surprise was extraordinary.

Flying spider?

Can you still write?

And the meaning of the expression is so clear!?

Is this too damn exaggerated?

Didn’t it mean that animals are not allowed to become sperm after Jianhua?

"No... it must be a big drink, damn..."

Chen Jianfeng said as he found his cell phone from his pocket, turned on the photo function, and started taking pictures.

"If... I'm drunk... I'm up tomorrow... I'll definitely have no photos... Hehe..."

Click—

I took a photo and took a few more sips of wine.

Within a moment, my face turned red, my tongue was straight, and I fell asleep.

Wen Zilong was also a little panting at this time.

I just crawled a few words, and my waist almost broke because I was so tired.

I was so tired of dipping my body and legs with wine.

It is very difficult to communicate with people like this.

Wouldn't it be very difficult to express my intention to make Chen Jianfeng lose money and find out the truth behind it?

It seems that it needs to evolve into a new species as soon as possible. At that time, maybe we can communicate with humans through another method.

Thinking of this, Wen Zilong landed on Chen Jianfeng again, forcing his body that was almost bursting, sucked a few more mouthfuls of blood, and then found a safe corner and began to fall asleep.

But while sleeping, Wen Zilong kept not sleeping very peacefully.

He always felt that there seemed to be some danger in the room on the left.

...

Chen Jianfeng slept like this until after twelve o'clock the next day when he woke up.

During this period, Wen Zilong slapped him twice.

After waking up, Chen Jianfeng turned on his phone as usual and looked at the time.

Then unlock it and want to call your son.

However, after taking photos last night, I fell asleep in a daze, so after unlocking it, my phone stayed on the camera.

He saw a spider with wings on the small pattern next to him.

In a puzzled way, I clicked.

When I saw this, I was immediately surprised.

In the photo, a spider with wings was parked on the coffee table.

Next to it is a line of words:

Chen Jian (with slashes) sword edge, lucky to meet.

Seeing this picture, Chen Jianfeng rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and then looked at his phone again.

I saw that the words in the photo were clearly displayed there.

He quickly sat up again and looked at the coffee table.

The handwriting on the coffee table has naturally dried up, but there are still vague traces.

Although I can't see clearly, I'm sure it's a trace of Chinese characters.
To be continued...
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