Today, Ding Tiantian is wearing a high neck sweater. It looks very traditional. But as Shi Ziheng arches around like a small colored pig, Wu Tao finds that the sweater is really a little thin.

Coupled with the high waist and tight jeans, the whole girl next door is exquisite and energetic.

Wu Tao couldn't see it anymore. He slipped Shi Ziheng down: "do you believe I'll go back and tell your mommy?"

Shi Ziheng was not exhausted, but also showed no weakness. "Do you believe I'll go back and tell Aunt Rongrong?"

He's a little rabbit. He's still threatening people.

Wu Tao was never used to this problem. He raised his foot and kicked the little ass until the little fat man begged for mercy.

Begging for mercy is begging for mercy, but the little fat man's eyes are dripping with thieves, and he doesn't forget to mutter, "a hero doesn't suffer from the loss in front of him.".

But even if there is no such barrier and eyeliner of little fat, Wu Tao and Ding Tian can't go out and play together.

For example, parks, hotels, McDonald's, watching movies and even crossing the road are mostly colored with couples dating.

As a result, Wu Tao was a little embarrassed, "where do you want to play?"

Ding Tiantian stroked her hair and said, "whatever, I can do it."

Whatever, it's the hardest.

Wu Tao was thinking about it. Ding Tiantian helped Shi Ziheng take off the ashes and said, "go wherever you want."

"I want to go swimming." Wu Tao said this from his heart, because the luxury constant temperature swimming pool in Beijiang Hotel, a new hotel built according to the five-star standard, has not been tried yet.

What's more, there shouldn't be many swimmers this season. As he spoke, his eyes couldn't help falling on Ding Tiantian's graceful body.

As soon as Ding Tiantian heard this, she stopped talking with a crimson face, and the action of slapping the ash slowed down.

At this time, Shi Ziheng proudly forked his small waist, "I want to play games, I don't want to swim!"

The little fat man always works against himself. Wu Tao's patience is also greatly honed. "What you should do now is to go to school like Xiaojiang and black egg."

"Mommy is already doing it, so I should hurry up and have fun." Shi Ziheng said this fallacy one by one, with a shameless face.

It seems that when you grow up, you are likely to surpass Shi Guangyao.

So the two adults and a child got into the car and went straight to the game hall.

Most of the game halls in the 1990s were opened around the school. Wu Tao didn't go to the two around Beijiang middle school, but came directly to Beijiang art school.

Looking around, Beijiang middle school is really different around the art school.

In addition to more video halls and game halls, there are many small neon lampshades flashing.

There are words like family planning supplies and hour room.

It's also around the school. Why is the gap so big.

Even if Ding Tiantian wears sunglasses and sees all this, she still can't help blushing and burning on her face.

Fortunately, Shi Ziheng had a clear goal and simple motivation. He devoted himself to drilling into the game hall, which made her relax a lot.

The game hall chosen by Shi Ziheng had no name, so he wrote three crooked words on the glass in front of the door with red paint: game hall.

This grade is actually much worse than the game hall in Jinling.

However, it doesn't look impressive outside, but as soon as I walked inside, I found that there was a lot of noise and a unique cave.

As soon as Shi Ziheng entered the door, he seemed to have come to his own home. He glanced at it and knew roughly what games he could play.

Moreover, he has no sense of discomfort with the smoky atmosphere here.

After looking around, Shi Ziheng finally decided to fight boxing emperor 97.

Without him, this game hall will be the latest machine of quanhuang 97. In addition, it may be a new machine, the price is slightly higher, and there are relatively few people lining up behind.

When I came to the back of a machine, my small body could reach half the height of the machine.

Fortunately, this did not affect his watching.

"Fight, fight..."

"Use combination skills quickly..."

"Switch stunt, come on!"

The little fat man didn't see it for long, so he threw himself into it. The two little fists clenched tightly and threw themselves into it wholeheartedly.

Wu Tao shook his head. People who dare to love shi family have talent in playing games? Shi Qianxue was like this at the beginning, but now Shi Ziheng is like this again.

Looking back, Ding Tiantian took a look and was meeting the other party's eyes hidden under sunglasses.

This noisy and dirty environment is too profane for Iraqis.

Thinking like this, Wu Tao said with relief: "the little boy can't fight for long. When he finishes playing ten yuan, we'll withdraw."

"It doesn't matter. I'm not in a hurry." Ding Tiantian said happily, but with that look, there is probably only one meaning: no matter where, just be with you.

In the roar of Shi Ziheng, the front players quickly consumed several opportunities and left.

I didn't play long from beginning to end.

Shi Ziheng triumphantly occupied the machine, followed the BGM of the game and began to brush his hands and be eager to try.

Several guys who were yelled to death by him gathered here curiously. They probably wanted to see whether such a big fart child was a blind explosion and roar or a little level?

I didn't expect that I didn't know. I was startled at the sight.

This little boy really plays better than himself. Look at that hand speed and combination skills. It's just flowing and dazzling.

Kaka, three times, five divided by two, one game after another, playing very smoothly.

In fact, not only a group of art school thugs around were stunned, but even Wu Tao and Ding Tiantian were surprised.

If it goes on like this, ten yuan can play at least all morning without rest.

How much second-hand smoke do you have to smoke then?

Wu Tao moved and suggested, "Ziheng, don't always fight with machines. Isn't it more fun to find a living man to fight?"

"I want to, but they are not my opponents." Shi Ziheng sighed faintly. His tone was really a little big.

That said, many art schools such as "Takeshi Kaneshiro", "Andy Lau" and "Jacky Cheung" are not happy.

One after another, they threw the middle score bangs on their forehead, put their hands in the bag and said, "little boy, do you dare me to fight with you?"

"It's you who want to fight. Don't regret it later!"

“……”

Soon, the two man battle mode started. Takeshi Kaneshiro of the art school swept up his sleeves, put on a standing posture and began to swing with the music of BGM.

Not only did his body swing, but also the cluster of long bangs in the middle also swing around, for fear that others would not know that he copied the star's hairstyle.

But soon, Takeshi Kaneshiro of the art school didn't care to shake his hair.

The blood trough fell faster than the free fall, and the sharp 'Ko' sound sounded immediately.

So he gritted his teeth and said, "come again!"

Shi Ziheng shrugged and looked at the poor child.