The hero's useless super power

Things have come to this point, no one thinks about it, the most important thing to be a human being is to be happy.

Does Wen Ze dare to say this?Of course not, no matter from which point of view he was crushed to death by Wen Er, what's more, this matter had nothing to do with him at all, he just couldn't figure out why the side effect of impotence occurred, the previous It has never appeared in the detailed research, and it has never been affected by basic functions.

Wen Er left that day, of course with neat clothes and an indifferent face, but before leaving, he held the doorknob and looked at Wen Ze from head to toe like a scanner, and finally let out a mocking voice from his nose: "Although I'm not gay, but as a man, I really wonder who would take a fancy to you."

Wen Ze lowered his head and pretended he didn't hear it. In terms of the thickness of his skin, he is super-class, not to mention that it is related to his job. There are so many happy things in life.

The dinner is scheduled for the weekend, Saturday night. Although they are not office workers, no one likes to do things they don't like on this day, let alone guessing with their knees, I know why Wen Er called Wen Zelai, so that straight men It is of course an honor for a gay, but it is a different matter for Wen Ze.

Wen Ze thought that some luxury car would come to pick him up, and then gave him a high-end suit. This idol drama fantasy disappeared after receiving Wen Er's call: "Why haven't you arrived yet?!"

This menacing question made Wen Ze feel a little wronged: "I don't know where I am!"

"Didn't I send you a message?!"

"what?"

In line with the power of Party A's father, Wen Ze took out his phone and checked again: "No!"

Wen Er clicked the question impatiently: "Xinyi Hotel!"

Wen Ze suddenly remembered that he had indeed received a message that "Xinyi Hotel will open successfully and is scheduled to...", but he deleted it just after reading the first few words, thinking it was some kind of sales promotion: "I thought it was an advertisement ah!"

Unexpectedly, Wen Er said coldly: "It's an advertisement, why, you still want me to type it for you?"

Wen Ze was a little surprised: "You can't type on a mobile phone?"

"..."

Through the mobile phone, Wen Ze could feel the anger sprayed by the evil dragon.

When Wenze arrived at the hotel, half an hour had passed since the appointed time. He had no choice but to take a taxi, and it was evening, so the subway was jammed even on weekends.The address of the hotel is in the bustling city center. He was a little surprised that this hotel was not as rich as he imagined. It was just a normal high-end Cantonese restaurant. Although the business was good, it was different from the private club he imagined that the super rich should go to. Ah, there is still a difference.

Entering the lobby, the waiter took the room after reporting the name of the private room. At the door of the room, there was a middle-aged man looking around. When he saw Wen Ze, he immediately said, "Artist?"

"It's me, it's me." Wen Ze said cautiously, "You are..."

"Hurry up, art worker, follow me."

As soon as the middle-aged man pulled Wenze up, he went to the next room, which made him unable to help but imagine that this guy was trying to give him a bad start in the city center. Fortunately, the other party just took out a set of waiter's clothes, Said: "You change this clothes, pretend to be a waiter in the private room, and act with winks."

... I, Nima, even threw a cup for the sake of it!

Wen Ze twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling the urge to turn around and leave. Unfortunately, under the sharp eyes of the middle-aged man, thinking about the design institute where the entire chain of theaters across the country was handed over to him—and of course the coercion and lure of the introducer —he finally changed into his uniform reluctantly.

The uniform was a bit too big, and Wen Ze looked nondescript in wearing it, but the middle-aged man kept pushing him to the next door.When he bravely entered the private room and received Wen Er's murderous eyes, he immediately felt that wearing an ill-fitting dress was nothing at all.

Wen Er is indeed dating, and she is a great beauty.

Wen Ze is not from the "Zhao" family, and he was not lucky enough to be a rich dad, but logically speaking, he does not believe that the real rich class will be deceived by appearances. It doesn't make sense to pay attention to that kind of thing. What kind of beauties have you never seen since you were a child?Not to mention one type, even tea whores can distinguish green tea, black tea, and chrysanthemum tea. Beauty alone is not enough.

At the beginning when my best friend said that Wen Er was attracting bees and butterflies everywhere, Wen Ze's first reaction was to question Wen Er's "family background". As a result, when the project came, he also confirmed it through the design institute, because he repeatedly confirmed whether Wen Er was a liar and was rejected by the design institute. He was pissed off, so he couldn't understand why Wen Er went around hunting for girls like a horny guy.

The beauty is indeed beautiful, every move is full of temptation, Wen Er is also quite like a prodigal prodigal, in front of Wen Ze, the appearance of the high-mountain flower has completely disappeared, which makes him feel a little disgusted and regretful.

Tsk, this tone of voice... Oh, those words are disgusting... Ugh, I'm going to throw up!

Just as Wen Ze started complaining about the small theater in his heart, Wen Er suddenly felt that he had watched him for too long?

"Waiter." Wen Er seemed unable to sit still, and said, "Pour tea."

Oh oh oh, is this a "wink"? !

Wen Ze took advantage of the opportunity to go up to serve tea and pour water, and deliberately raised his middle finger with the hand holding the teapot—no way, he really couldn't think of a suitable way to express it for a while.

Wen Er's expression seemed to be distorted, and then he nodded slightly, as if thanking him as a waiter, but Wen Ze understood.

Well, look!

For so many years, Wen Ze's broken super power is useless except to drain the energy of his boyfriend. At this time, he suddenly received attention, and he was a little excited when he thought about it.

One minute passed, and Wen Er looked over with more murderous eyes.

impossible?Useless?

This time Wen Ze didn't need Wen Er to speak, he took the initiative to go up with the teapot and took a sneak peek. Sure enough, Wen Er was still a gentleman!

Wen Ze panicked, wouldn't his super power suddenly disappear?

No way, no way, even though Wen Ze used prehistoric power, Wen Er still had a whole meal for Liu Xiahui, and sent the beauty away in a proper manner.Wen Ze felt that something was wrong and wanted to sneak in, but when he pushed the door, it was locked!

Damn, is this going to kill someone?

Wen Ze panicked immediately, jumping up and down to find an escape exit, but unfortunately there was only one entrance to this private room, and tragedies such as the hotel caught fire and a burnt corpse was left in the private room immediately flashed through his mind.