บท 459: Rigor Mortis

Zhou Ze felt that he was at odds with a child. Otherwise, why did all the children he met have problems? The Little Loli, Zhu Shengnan, and now this person in front of him. What happened to the flowers of our country now?

"Uncle, I want to play with you." The little boy reached out and grabbed Zhou Ze's hand and shook it.

"Eh, are you acting coquettishly?"

"To be able to sing 'I Am a Little Navy' with a bunch of corpses at the funeral home, do you think it's still suitable for you to act coquettishly?"

Seeing that Zhou Ze still did not respond, he could not speak and could only do some small actions. The boy pouted, "Uncle, I want to play with you."

"Except uncle did not want to talk to you, go away."

"Uncle, you are different from them." The boy said very seriously.

"They won't reject me, but you reject me."

"I reject you, so you like me even more? What the Hell is wrong with your brain!"