The hero's useless super power

The creature of Party A’s father varies according to different industries, but the most difficult one is undoubtedly faced by the “designer”, whether it is “colorful and dark” or “to be atmospheric”, Wen Ze He has long been used to it, and he has ten thousand ways to solve it.

Now, Wen Er stood calmly and reservedly at the door of the office, looking over her eyes clearly said "You are dead".

Wen Ze is a hydropower designer. He is affiliated with a provincial design institute with his relationship and certificate. He does not need to work every day, and occasionally takes on some private work. This time, after a period of decadence—for some unspeakable reason— —He is penniless and urgently needs an income to enrich his wallet and life.

"Mr. Wen usually doesn't care about such trivial matters, but after hearing about you this time, I must come and take a look." The introducer said with a puzzled smirk, "Artist, do a good job. This time, the entire design scale is not small, and in the future, Wen’s chain of theaters across the country will be handed over to us, as long as this cooperation is successful, right, Mr. Wen?”

trap!Absolutely a trap!

Wen Ze broke out in cold sweat, facing Wen Er's face full of flowers from the mountains, he couldn't utter a single word.

The introducer also seemed to feel a bit of an abnormal atmosphere, and tentatively said: "Why don't you talk?" Say something like this.

Talk about your sister!I want to break up with you!

Unfortunately, Wen Ze's rant could only be suppressed in his heart, and the introducer retreated impatiently after seeing Wen Er's slight nod, and closed the door very intimately.

Wen Er stood up, loosened his tie, took off his suit, and started rolling up the cuffs of his shirt.He is as tall as Wenze, close to 1.9 meters, and his appearance is undeniable, but as a "gay Fengshui master", Wenze is not in the mood to appreciate this kind of beauty at all, and has a premonition that "it will definitely be unlucky today".

"This project is very important." Unexpectedly, Wen Er actually brought up the matter, "Your design institute also welcomes my cooperation very much. It can be said that success depends on your performance."

Wen Ze squeezed out an ugly smile, and said with difficulty: "I can explain..."

"Gay Feng Shui master, huh?"

When the fist came, Wen Ze wanted to hide, but he was not a good fighter, this punch hit the bridge of the nose, which made him tearful and nosebleed.

"Oh——" Wen Ze screamed, covering his head and bending over to avoid Wen Er's attack, "It's none of my business! It's none of my business!"

"What did you do?!" Wen Er grabbed Wen Ze by the collar and shook him like a dough bag, "What the hell did you do?!"

Wen Ze stared at Wen Er's face that was close to him with tears in his eyes. Between pain and annoyance, he suddenly realized something: "Are you unable to get hard anymore?"

It seemed that there was nothing else that could make this big boss come rushing to question him, and it had nothing to do with him, but it seemed that there was only one guess left that could make Wen Er so angry.

Fortunately, Wen Ze guessed right.

"It's really your fault!" Wen Er said through gritted teeth.

Unfortunately, even if Wenze jumped into the Yellow River, he couldn't clean himself up.

Wen Ze's life is very mediocre, and it is a miracle to have a "superpower". Although this "superpower" is useless, it makes life much more interesting.He once devoted himself to the study of "super power" for a period of time, imagining all kinds of weird functions, and finally, he admitted with frustration that the only function of this "power" is to control Tintin to stand up and salute, nothing more--the same is true for him when he undresses and shakes his dick role.

At this time, Wen Ze covered his swollen face and looked at Wen Er who was sitting on his comfortable office chair. This is his office, which is usually used to receive customers, although he wears pajamas most of the time and stays in the office. Drawing at home, but he still needs a facade, so he rented this office.

"It was a misunderstanding, and I didn't do anything." Wen Ze couldn't finish the sentence, and after seeing Wen Er's face darken, he quickly added, "But I can do something..."

Wen Er showed a little seriousness this time, sat up straight, clasped his hands on the edge of the table, and said sinisterly, "For example?"

Saying it is worse than doing it, Wen Ze started directly.

The office was quiet, Wen Er gradually turned from expressionless to suspicious, and then revealed a look of annoyance.

"You didn't respond?" Wen Ze said strangely, "Impossible!"

Wen Er's pretty face gradually turned red, like a red balloon that seemed about to burst at any moment.

"No, let me try again!" Wen Ze said very unhappily, "Come on, stand up!"

Wen Er didn't move at first, and then slowly stood up after a while. I have to say that his height still put a lot of pressure on Wen Ze.

Wen Ze swallowed his saliva, staring at Wen Er's crotch, the scene he saw that day involuntarily appeared in his mind, um, it's really impressive, the shape is also good, and it looks very powerful... I'm fucked, it's done!

"Look!" Wen Ze happily pointed to the small tent on Wen Er's crotch, "I said it's all right?"

No, Wen Er's red phoenix eyes were staring at Wen Ze's legs, he looked down suspiciously, fuck, he was too absorbed in his fantasy, he had a reaction!

"Then what, everyone is a man, you know, sometimes there is an inexplicable reaction..." Wen Ze laughed dryly, trying to get away with it, "Sometimes the brain doesn't know what's going on, right?"

Wen Er hit the nail on the head: "What were you thinking just now?"

"..."

I'm thinking about your penis, can you say that?Can?Can?Can?

Unexpectedly, Wen Er didn't pursue it, but thought for a moment with a sullen face, and said, "Are you sure this is useful?"

Wen Ze hurriedly said: "Isn't this useful?"

"I mean it's as useful as ever!"

"Well……"

How do I know if it works!

Wen Ze didn't dare to say this sentence, and he didn't dare to fool around casually. What a great existence Party A's father is. Besides, if you can escape, a monk can't escape from the temple. No matter how you look at it, he must hold it Tintin is a man.

"You will accompany me to a game tonight." Wen Er said something unexpected.