Tomb Raider: The Adventures of a Dumb Man

Chapter 1175 Zhang Haishui Hidden Sea Flower 10

For the Zhang family, not having a wife is the norm.

A wife, whether male or female, is always a wife.

Anyway, they don't dare beat their wives.

The patriarch is different. He dares to beat his wife, and she is such a good wife.

Xiao Zhang and his friends use their faces to catch crickets.

The Zhang family has very good hearing, so they can hear it. It's right at the door.

Anyway, it doesn’t matter if the Zhang family doesn’t sleep, they often stay awake for several days and nights.

This night was very sour, and the jealous Xiao Zhangs wanted to throw the clan leader out and take over themselves.

Although they live long lives, they usually do not live to the end of their lives and usually die prematurely.

If you are unlucky while carrying out a mission, you will die, either at the hands of the enemy or in a tomb. If you are lucky, someone from the tribe will come to collect your body.

Or there will be no trace left.

They had long since accepted their fate.

Members of the Zhang family usually die quietly.

But at this time Zhang Rishan was no longer quiet.

He has been thrown into the bronze door, and keeping him alive would be a waste.

As for the patriarch, he doesn't need to know this.

As for the patriarch's brain, he is not good enough.

He is not cruel enough.

The patriarch of the Zhang family has a soft heart that cannot be discovered.

If anyone is found out, he will be the unlucky patriarch.

Zhang Haishui's gaze was as deep as the sea, blue to the point of green.

There is gravity in every ripple, and there is his unspeakable thoughts.

My heart is sinking here, swimming towards you.

Little Prince...

Tashi Delek, may the Eternal Heaven bless you.

In the utopia of lovesickness, I am willing to serve you as my king.

No one wants to be a vassal, but just be trapped in it.

Just like a sunflower bowing to the sun.

You are my sun.

Patriarch, may your mind always be clear.

Otherwise, I will beat you every day until you regain your composure.

Now he can beat the patriarch.

Zhang Qilin: . . . . .

This is very Zhang family. The Zhang family’s blessings are usually given to the confrontation group, so this is already very mild.

No one even wished him well in the breakup.

very good already.

in the room.

Hei Xia Zi felt the arm around his waist. It was very heavy and even barely covered with any clothes.

Even a blind man can enjoy a state banquet.

Although the blind man had eaten it before, it had been a long time since he had eaten it.

It's in the past.

He touched the mute's skin and was amazed at how elastic it was.

It was his Mr. Zhang, and there was no stranger's gaze in his eyes, but the familiar possessiveness.

Possessiveness.

Black Bear: ...

This stuff is not good.

Not a good thing.

He didn't want to recall.

Although he has always had a bad brain when he met a mute.

But in some aspects he is still very clear-headed.

It must be Zhang Haishui who called the mute over, otherwise what can he do with this brain?

Knocking the wooden fish?

But his neck hurts so much. When I touched it, it was dumb and biting.

What kind of animal is this?

However, the mute didn't seem to have slept, his eyes were red and a little swollen.

He actually cried.

Are you crying for the blind man?

Blind people are so charming.

Oh, what to do? Charm is not something he can control just because he wants to.

Perhaps only Zhang Qilin could understand Hei Xia Zi's joy of reunion.

The two of them were very close to each other, and Zhang Qilin put the blind man's hand on his neck.

"Tighten it, and remember this feeling."

“Next time I don’t remember you, don’t hesitate to kill me.”

Under Hei Xia Zi's fingertips was the slightly cool skin of Zhang Qilin's neck, and he could feel the steady and powerful beating of his pulse, again and again.

His heart was trembling:...

"You know how to kill me, blind man. I told you."

To be honest, Mr. Zhang is very good at ruining the atmosphere.

"it is good."

Hei Xiazi agreed, his voice as dry as sandpaper rubbing against his throat, and he let out his usual ruffian laugh.

But he couldn't bear to do it. If he wanted to kill her, he should have done it long ago. There were so many opportunities.

Instead of tightening his fingers that were pinching Zhang Qilin's neck, he loosened them a little. His fingertips, covered with thin calluses, rubbed the red corners of his eyes along the well-defined jawline.

Zhang Qilin's lips curled up in a bright smile.

He put his hand on the blind man's forehead, and the slightly cool touch made the blind man's heart beat faster.

Dumb foul.

Zhang Qilin's voice was low and hoarse, without any ups and downs.

"All right."

He just needs some more rest. He took the blind man's pulse and found it was stronger than before. The blind man's health was improving.

Zhang Qilin suddenly turned his head, and his warm lips gently brushed the corner of Hei Xia Zi's mouth.

Then he opened his mouth and bit the blind man's shoulder. The position was surprisingly symmetrical with the tooth mark that the blind man had felt on his neck before.

The force was not light, and with a sense of confirmation, a sharp pain came instantly.

"Hiss!" Hei Xia Zi gasped in pain.

"Zhang Qiling! You're born in the Year of the Dog! You showed your true colors just after I praised you for a few words!"

He was so angry that he tried to push him away, but he was held tighter.

Zhang Qilin opened his mouth and looked at the freshly made bloody tooth marks. He then extended his tongue and gently licked the bleeding tooth marks.

The wet and hot touch made Hei Xia Zi tremble all over, and all his complaints were stuck in his throat.

Zhang Qilin raised his head and looked into Hei Xiazi's astonished eyes again, his eyes unusually clear.

"mine."

He uttered two words in a firm voice, leaving no room for doubt.

It is not a question, nor a request, but a statement of a fact that already exists and cannot be changed.

Hei Xiazi looked into his eyes.

The sour and heavy feeling at the tip of my heart surged up again, but it was strangely mixed with a warm current.

He sighed resignedly, raised his hand, and used his fingertips to vigorously rub the teeth marks that Zhang Qilin had just licked, as if to cover up the wetness.

"Yes, yes, yours, all yours."

Hei Xia Zi's tone was helpless, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve upwards into a real arc, with a bit of indulgence, and even more relief after going through everything.

"I've fallen into the hands of your Zhang family leader in this life. I can't deny it even if I want to."

He leaned in close, his nose almost touching Zhang Qilin's, and spoke in a very low voice with an almost provocative intimacy.

"But, Chief, please try a gentler approach next time. I'm a blind man, with delicate skin and flesh that can't withstand being bitten."

Zhang Qilin didn't laugh, he didn't answer, but tightened his arms again, locking Hei Xia Zi firmly in his breath and arms.

This time, the force was just right, carrying a sense of protection that could not be broken free of.

He put his neck to the blind man's mouth.

The black bear took a bite helplessly.

It's really hard to appease a mute.

Xiao Zhang: .

They also want to take a bite. The patriarch is difficult to coax, so they don't need to coax him.

They can be small.

Zhang Haishui: …

It seems possible, but I can beat the patriarch, but you can't.

Besides, it doesn't matter.

What matters is the young prince’s thoughts.

At worst, we can be friends for life, and it would be great if I could see him happy.

Isn’t it just digging wild vegetables?

So will they.

He can always supervise the clan leader, so that the clan leader won't run around everywhere because of his poor brain.

[The author is considering whether to release a sad extra chapter in advance. ]