The hero's useless super power

Wen'er and the beauty you and me, the sweetness almost melted the world.Wen Ze stared blankly for a while, and saw that the two of them were not heading for the door, so he hurriedly followed, and indeed they arrived at the restaurant.

Otherwise, the villa is the place to live. The restaurant is also an octagonal semi-circular house, with four large French windows, and the sun shines through and looks very comfortable.Wen Ze felt that this villa was probably regarded as luxurious at that time, and ordinary villas in the Republic of China were not of such a high standard.

The delicious food was already set on the dining table, and the presentation and aroma were enough to make people salivate. Wen Ze saw that the two protagonists were seated, how could he swallow this breath, and immediately sat down with the beauty Put Wen Er in the middle.

Wen Er, who had been turning a blind eye to Wen Ze, finally had to turn around and said with a smirk: "Wen Gong, what's the matter after dinner..."

"I understand." An angry Wen Ze said with deep sorrow, "You are going to get married after all."

The restaurant was quiet, the beautiful woman opened her big eyes with complete make-up, with a blank expression on her face.

make you so happy?No way!

Wen Ze pinched his sore thigh for a long time, and looked at Wen Er with tears in his eyes: "You called me last night, so I understood. I don't blame you, after all, you and I are from different worlds. The gap between us is too... big!"

The last few words Wen Ze yelled distortedly, because Wen Er under the table was stepping heavily on his feet.

"What are you talking about, art worker?" Wen Er laughed terribly, his voice was squeezed out through his teeth, "If you want to discuss work, you can wait until you get to work, or you can go to the design institute and wait for me first?"

"I 噫—just wanted to—say ahhhhh..."

Wen Er stepped on his feet very rhythmically, and Wen Ze yelled very rhythmically. Originally, he really felt inferior in front of Wen Er. He was a man, and he understood the feeling of "powerlessness". He did it, but after experiencing the "dissatisfaction with desire" last night, he is also in a very bad mood at the moment.

As for people, once they are dominated by emotions, it is easy to do irrational things.

"How was your day last night?" Wen Ze approached Wen Er grimly, "Aren't you very happy? I can't sleep well at all!"

You are fucking happy, I am very upset!

"But you weren't doing well before twelve o'clock last night, so I had to ask you to come over and talk about work." Wen Er's forehead was full of veins, and he still had a smiling face. Are you understanding?"

Isn't it cool for you to masturbate?This is called retribution!

The two talked on the phone for a long time, until the beautiful woman sitting on the side was a little puzzled and said, "Little ear, who is this?"

Wen Ze was stunned for a moment, and burst out laughing: "Small ears hahahahaha! Little ears!! It's better to say chicken..."

Wen Er's murderous eyes struck, Wen Ze shut up instantly.

In the end, Wen Ze was kicked out of the house, Wen Er didn't even send a car, he had to go back as he came, and he still had nothing to explain to the dean.When I got back to the design institute, I was immediately complained by a group of colleagues who came to work early and were going to work overtime to change the plan for a big client. Facing the dean’s questioning, I hesitated and couldn’t say anything, so I was criticized After a meal.

It's really a leak in the house that happened to rain in the night.

Wen Ze was about to go home and catch up on a good night's sleep when his phone rang again, and when he picked it up, it was Wen Er who said, "Clean up and follow me during this time, I told your dean about it."

"Ah?" Wen Ze didn't sleep well, and his mind was a little dull, "What is following you?"

"Oh, by the way, bring some personal items to live here." Wen Er gave the order as if he didn't hear it, "Whether this cooperation can be successful or not depends entirely on you."

"Are you fucking going to rule me at last?" Wen Ze finally understood, and yelled at the phone angrily, "Tell you, I can't be moved by wealth, but I'm poor..."

"Wen's decided to hand over all the theaters in South China to your theater."

"Okay, I'll go right there."

The words were released, but Wen Ze felt unhappy no matter how he thought about it. It would be too much to say that he was impulsive, but at this time, after filtering this matter carefully, he suddenly felt that he was wronged as much as he was wronged. up.

He thought for a while, then called his best friend Yang Wu: "Are you free? Tell me about Wen Er."

"Why, are you going to accept him?" Yang Wu's voice was filled with a smile, "You're welcome, fuck him well and let him know what it's like to be a man!"

Wen Ze was taken aback by Yang Wu's incoherent state, and asked tentatively, "You don't have feelings for him anymore?"

"It's gone." Yang Wu said bluntly, "Hey, let me tell you, now that I think about it, it was like being possessed by a demon, and I don't know why I just wanted him. Just that day, the day you and I went to find him, he later I made a phone call and quarreled with me. I woke up and suddenly felt boring. There is no such man. Why should I hang on his tree? Anyway, if you want it now, take it, whatever you want gone."

This was an unexpected development for Wen Ze, he said, "You don't want me to torment him?"

"It's up to you. If you like it, you can toss it or not."

"Don't hate it anymore?"

"What do you hate? Speaking of which, I don't owe anyone anything to him. I'm not an innocent little girl. He's handsome and good-looking. Why should I die just because I fell asleep once? I didn’t understand what was going on at that time, I followed like a demon.”

Yang Wu's words were like lightning in the night sky, tearing Wen Ze's thoughts apart with a bang.

Bewitched, how does this adjective sound familiar?

It was just after noon when Wen Ze arrived at the villa, and the afternoon was drowsy when the heat was approaching. The tree-lined place here was cool and refreshing. Before he had time to ring the doorbell, the two iron doors opened. Auntie showed her smiling face: "The art worker is here? Mr. Wen has told you that Mr. Wen lives here alone. Don't be too polite, it's like your own home."

Now Wen Ze dared to treat this aunt as an ordinary person, squeezed out an ugly smile, nodded and followed in.

I spent the afternoon working on the drawing, and Wen Er came back in the evening. Wen Ze saw it from the window. After coming out of the garage, he still stood under the tree in the yard for a while, facing the tree trunk without knowing it. Why are you in a daze.He didn't bother to think about it, so he quickly called and asked someone to come over and live here. He is not the kind of person who submits obediently.

When dinner was served, the aunt actually yelled from the landline. When Wenze moved in, he wondered what the landline was used for. Now it seems that it is used as a walkie-talkie.When he arrived at the restaurant, he saw Wen Er sitting at the long table, calm as if nothing had happened, took out his cell phone, and said, "I invite my girlfriend here for dinner, do you mind? "