Chapter 119 (1/2)

Wang Ke's life is very boring and boring. He is a workaholic, working hard for his life all the time and climbing up at all costs.

People who were afraid of being poor when they were young tend to be more persistent in money when they grow up, and they are eager for the sense of security brought by money accumulation.

Moreover, it is difficult for people born in normal families to understand the psychology of children coming out of orphanages. What they lack is not only the sense of money security.

The former Zhou Ze was the same, but as a man, Zhou Ze was tired and lazy, and looked more open.

There's no obsession that can't be solved by ”one death”. If it can't be done,

then die several times more, and you'll see it.

Wang Ke suggested playing poker. Zhou Ze didn't deny it. Bai Yingying didn't care about it. Lao Dao wanted to win the game, but two people couldn't play poker. They had to give up.

In the end, Wang Ke directly took out his patients' cases for research and started his work directly. He did not see how frightened he was.

Zhou Ze looked at his ”elder brother” who grew up in the orphanage, as if he saw his former self.

Even before death, we want to have more and pursue more. We all enjoy the pleasure of work, the satisfaction of accumulating and hiding nuts like squirrels in their tree holes.

Tomorrow or not, we have to work.

Out of the window, there began to be light. Overnight, it passed like this. It was slow, but also fast. The zombie didn't come. No one knocked on the door or broke the window. Tonight, it was peaceful.

Zhou Ze specially waited for a while, until the morning, Zhou Ze was going to get up.

”That's all for today. I'm back.”

Wang Ke didn't ask Zhou Ze not to leave to protect himself. He lowered his head and continued to look at his case. When Zhou Ze left, he raised his head and stretched out a little wearily. He smiled at Zhou Ze:

”let's go after breakfast.”

Lao Dao would like to nod his head, but he has to see Zhou Ze's face. Anyway, for Lao Dao, he is extremely satisfied with the food of the Wang family. It's delicate and delicate. He pursues taste buds mainly rather than just to fill his stomach.

”No, don't bother.”

Zhou Ze took a distant attitude towards anything related to ”eating” of the Wang family.

Wen Yan, Lao Dao was disappointed. In fact, he had a good taste yesterday. After eating so many messy things, he didn't have a tummy.

”Are the guests leaving?”

At this time, Wang Ke's wife came down the stairs.

She was wearing a black pajama. Because of the presence of guests, she had a white coat on her forehead, but she could still see her beautiful body.

Less, less, more and more women are romantic, and the charm flows out.

Bai Yingying stands at zhouze, reaches out his hand and gently tugs at zhouze's arm. Zhouze looks at her with directions and sees a string of red marks on Wang Ke's wife's left leg and calf.

Like blood, from the depths of the dense jungle along the path of the stream winding down, flowing down the years of tossing traces.

, ”dear, when I went to bed last night, I knocked over my bottle of nail polish, but I didn't notice it. When I woke up in the morning, I was scared to death when I saw the red color on the ground.

I saw a horror movie a while ago. You know, I thought you were the hero in the movie and ate me while I was sleeping. ”

Wang Ke's wife came to Wang Ke and touched her chin. Her husband didn't sleep all night. She was a little distressed.

”You're too thin. I can't eat enough.” Wang Ke replied with a smile, ”go and make breakfast.”

”No, sister-in-law.”

Zhou Ze refused again.

”we're going first. If you have something to do, you can come to my bookstore to find me. By the way, my bookstore has moved to South Street, which is not far from here.”

Zhou Ze means that if you really feel something wrong, you can take refuge in your own bookstore.

This is the best Zhou Ze can do. He can't stay around Wang Ke 24 hours to protect him. Besides, it's Qingming Festival today. It's the time for his bookstore to have a good business.

Many new guests will come into the bookstore because of the Qingming Festival. This is a big business, similar to the peak season. Zhou Ze is not willing to miss it.

He declined the retention of Wang Ke and his wife. Zhou Ze and his wife walked out of the villa.

Just out, Zhou Ze stopped and looked back at the balcony.

Wang Ke's daughter should still be sleeping. Now it's the Qingming Festival holiday. She doesn't have to go to school.

Xiaoluoli should not have come back, or she can't come back at all. In fact, if xiaoluoli comes back, it's unnecessary to estimate Wang Ke's worry. That zombie really wants to come to Wang's house for revenge, and it's likely that there will be no return.

, ”boss, is that really red nail polish?” The white warbler asked after Zhou Ze.”It may be that menstruation is afraid of embarrassment, so I found an excuse.”

“…………” White warbler.

Zhou Ze suddenly thought of a question. Looking at the white warbler, he said, ”you should have stopped?”