C248 Playing with Him Again and Again
C248 Playing with Him Again and Again
"Just eat it. " Even when faced with such a soft and sticky Luoluo that everyone loved, Jiang Zhi'ang did not have any extra expression on his face, let alone the slightest pity.
Just looking at Luoluo's face, which was somewhat similar to Kang Mobei's, he could only feel irritation in his heart.
There was also a trace of uncertainty and fear.
He would always remember that night, when he was like a god of death, holding a baseball bat in his hand, stepping on the accelerator, and holding the steering wheel to crush Kang Mobei without any hesitation.
He suppressed this fear that was difficult to capture deep in his heart, and Jiang Zhi'ang no longer looked at Luoluo.
Luoluo tore the compressed biscuits that Jiang Zhi'ang threw over and fed it to his mouth. He bit it bit by bit and could not taste anything.
He was indeed hungry, but under such circumstances, he could not taste anything at all.
He wanted to escape from here, return to his daddy's side, and return to his mommy's arms.
As he thought about it, he jumped down from the sofa. Luoluo had been quietly sitting on the sofa the whole time, and his sudden jump shocked Jiang Zhi'ang.
His sharp gaze shot over, "What are you doing?"
Luoluo had an innocent look. "Uncle, Luoluo wants to go to the toilet. "
Jiang Zhi'ang narrowed his eyes and pointed in the direction of the toilet to Luoluo.
Luoluo walked into the bathroom and locked the door behind him. He looked around the bathroom. There was not much space inside. There was a small window and a small cabinet.
Luoluo climbed up the cabinet and tiptoed. He could see the scene outside through the window. After memorizing it, Luoluo climbed down the cabinet.
He started to hum the song Bai Nianxi taught him. Then he reached out his hand and gently opened the cabinet.
The cabinet made a creaking sound, but it was covered by Luoluo's singing. Luoluo opened the cabinet and went inside. He found that the cabinet could fit his fat body.
He rolled his eyes and calculated.
Luoluo had been in the bathroom for a few minutes. Jiang Zhi'ang was already suspicious. He frowned and walked into the bathroom. He reached out his hand to wring the door handle.
The door was locked.
Jiang Zhi'ang's qi suddenly became cold. He turned around and was about to open the door with his elbow.
At this moment, the door opened with a squeak. Luoluo stood at the door with a confused face, "Uncle, do you also need to go to the toilet?"
Jiang Zhi'ang's face darkened. He pushed the door open with a bang and walked into the bathroom. He stood inside and checked a few times. After confirming that there were no problems, he walked out.
After coming out, he gave Luoluo a cold glance. Luoluo was shaken by the look and went back to the sofa to sit, feeling wronged.
Before he finished the biscuits, Luoluo held them in his hands and started to chew again. His head was slightly lowered, so no one could see his rolling eyes. And his eyes were calm and quick-witted.
After measuring the distance from here to the door and the distance from the bathroom in his mind, Luoluo made up his mind.
It was probably because of Luoluo's silence that Jiang Zhi'ang slightly relaxed his vigilance. He stood by the window and was lost in thought for more and more time. Three hours had passed. Two and a half hours had passed.
Luoluo's voice came from behind again. "Uncle, the house here is so tattered. It's not big at all. It's not even half as big as Luoluo's house. "
Luoluo said and jumped down from the sofa. He opened his hands and looked at it, as if he was seriously sizing it up bit by bit.
Luoluo finished the competition in the living room and went into the bedroom. He came out and compared Jiang Zhi'ang again. Then he went into the kitchen and continued to compare Jiang Zhi'ang.
Jiang Zhi'ang was noisy by Luoluo and finally said coldly, "Shut up!"
Luoluo did not speak anymore. He went to the TV and touched it. It seemed that he really wanted to watch TV.
After this series of actions, people only felt that he was an ordinary, naughty, and lively child.
After a while, a strange smell suddenly entered Jiang Zhi'ang's nose. His dark and fierce brows instantly wrinkled. He turned around, and Luoluo was still standing beside the television, as if he really wanted to watch it.
He looked around the living room and found nothing unusual. The smell seemed to come from the kitchen!
There was a fire in the kitchen!
He rushed over in a hurry. There was a fire in the kitchen at some point. It was only a small fire, but after a while, the fire started to burn the things around him.
Why was the kitchen on fire?
Then, Jiang Zhi'ang noticed the oil pot that had fallen down. He remembered that Luoluo had entered the kitchen just now. He was the one who made this!
He immediately became alert and rushed in. Then, Luoluo was no longer in the living room. Next to the television, There was only a pair of Luoluo's shoes.
And the television was not far from the door!
Could it be that Luoluo had already run away?
But even so, Jiang Zhi'ang still suspiciously looked around the room. After making sure that Luoluo was not in every corner, he walked to the door.
Sure enough, the door handle had loosened. Damn it, he had fallen into the trap!
He turned the door handle and pushed the door open to chase after Luoluo.
After a while, the half-open door in the bathroom was slowly pushed open. Because the door was half-open, Jiang Zhi'ang did not suspect this place just now.
As for Luoluo, he was hiding in the cabinet in the bathroom just now.
After making sure that Jiang Zhi'ang was not home, Luoluo ran out. Because he took off his shoes, the sound was very soft.
Jiang Zhi'ang ran around the building. After a rough search, he did not see any trace of Luoluo. When he returned to his room again, he noticed that the door to the bathroom had been opened.
He walked in and found that the door of the cabinet had been opened.
Everything was obvious.
As expected of Kang Mobei's son, this brat actually fooled him again and again!
Jiang Zhi'ang grabbed the baseball bat by the door and chased after him.
When Luoluo came, he roughly remembered the route and quickly found the stairs. He ran down the stairs.
There weren't many people around. Luoluo had short arms and short legs, so he couldn't outrun Jiang Zhi'ang. Luoluo understood that, so he kept going to the places where there were more people.
He knew that his daddy could see him through the surveillance cameras!
A minute later, a female police officer's voice sounded in the police station's monitoring room. "Found it!"
Everyone immediately gathered around. A small figure appeared in a surveillance camera. The clothes that he was wearing matched the clothes that Luoluo was wearing today.
Luoluo purposely raised his face when he passed by the monitor.
That face appeared especially clear in the monitoring device under Luoluo's display.
Who else could it be if it wasn't Luoluo?
Bai Nianxi's heart immediately jumped to her throat. Her mother's gaze was always different from what others paid attention to.
She saw the bloody wound on Luoluo's white arm. In the camera, Luoluo was barefooted. There was also a bloody wound on his ankles.
She unconsciously clenched her fists. The worry and heartache in her eyes were overflowing.