lifetime

"Huh? Yes." He also whispered silently, defeating him.

The degree completely ignored his desire, turned around and left.

Leave the empty room, and the straight man upstairs.

Happy days always go by so fast. Shao Kou is recuperating at home these few days. The little artist is quite normal. He stopped painting and changed to chanting scriptures. Now he is sitting on his knees and turning Buddhist beads. Hearing the man behind him teasing, "Ancestor, have you been a little pure-hearted lately?"

Is it because the adrenaline is gone in one breath, and the whole old sticky bean buns are gone forever.

The recent changes in Bianmu are indeed quite big. People who feel peaceful have reached middle age, so why don’t you welcome them in the passionate years, you have to be calm and cool naturally.

There is a special Buddhist hall in his villa area, the decoration style is simple, pineapple wood tables and chairs and a straw futon, incense is burning on the altar, solemn and quiet, suddenly such an indecent sentence, a thin man Frowning, the speed of the scriptures in his mouth accelerated, and the rest of the embarrassed people behind him walked away on their own.

Shao Kou went downstairs and stood in the kitchen, feeling depressed in his heart, let out a breath, and opened the refrigerator to cook.

Neither of them knew how to maintain this atmosphere. Anyway, it was a strange harmony for several days and nights. There was no communication. It's only half a day, it's really busy.

The wound has never been wet or torn, and when he went to the hospital for an examination, he was told that he was recovering well, and Wan Youwei was waiting for him at the door, "Hey, Kouzi, the procedures are all over, and I will return the certificate to you. The computer I bought for you, it’s okay to play programming, these are books, and these are the hottest games now, I made a list for you, you register an account to play..."

The place where Wan Youwei works now is a game maker. He dare not use his own certificate to register the company, so he dragged him, saying that he was afraid of causing plagiarism. It's easy to explain, and one more point, if he doesn't become popular, he can still hang out in the game circle in the future. If there is no delay, there is only a lack of registration. But in fact, this kind of disadvantage is also very big, that is, he is popular Got up, how to fix it, took out a contract from his bag, he specially asked a lawyer to draft it, absolutely fair and just, took Shao Kou's arm and asked him to press his fingerprints, "Brothers have to settle accounts clearly, just this one, I'll keep it, don't lose it."

Shao Kou was in a bad mood and didn’t have time to read them one by one. After pressing them, he drove home, thinking about buying pork ribs with plum blossoms, and making sauce bones for the little painter. He loves to eat. The weather is hot, so he will make cold noodles at night. Choke a side dish.

Imagination is beautiful, but the reality is that the villa is brightly lit, and the degree leads a large group of people to hold a party. It is called a make-up birthday for the little artist. There are rows of beautiful women standing in the car. Shao Kou feels that the ribs in his hand are very low-level. They are full of famous watches and diamond rings. Hey, this kind of really highlights his essence, and they don’t even look in the mirror. Qing, especially the moment when Bian Mu also dressed up to attend. He was wearing a black tuxedo with a small white tie around the neckline. He had a slender waist, showing his self-cultivation for many days. He was as cold as an immortal in the sky, making people dare not blaspheme .

Bian Mu woke up from sleep, and the degree called and said that he would come to the villa to hold a banquet, and asked him to cooperate as much as possible. These art critics in the industry are not easy to invite, and they should make full preparations for the art exhibition the day after tomorrow. I searched around for an old man, but there was no sign of him, so he simply asked the housekeeper to help him, and he went back to catch up on sleep. Recently, he always feels tired and doesn't want to talk or move. Maybe, the weather is too hot.

The degree was the first to discover Shao Kou. He sneered and blocked Bian Mu's sight. He is also tall, and his eyes under the plain mirror flashed dangerously. So cute, how could I let go.

"Try it? Please ask the French chef to make it specially for you."

Advanced care lies in the realized value.

Seeing that Bian Mu really had an appetite, he didn't take it, took the fork and ate it in his hand, this is a habit of some old man.

"It's delicious? Watching you eat makes me hungry."

The unspoken meaning is, give me a bite, don't be greedy for me.

Apparently, the little guy knows this routine, feeding and feeding only happen to him, and others come to snatch the food, hateful, just grab it in your hand and find a corner to eat by yourself, don't look at it, you won't be greedy.

The degree is funny and follows him to the balcony, with brisk steps.

Who will calculate the psychological area of ​​Shao Kou's injury, it is estimated that the mountains have no edges, and the world has merged, so you can't calculate it.

There is no way, he doesn’t fit in, and he can’t get in, so he drives to the small apartment rented by Wanyouwei. ?”

He stood outside and lit a cigarette to pretend to be lonely and cold, "For the electricity bill, open the door quickly."

The electricity bill collector of your house came to your door with fan-fried pork ribs, is it just a joke?

"What are you doing?"

Wan Youwei is also a single man. He is roaming in the game world and brandishing a sword of wisdom. He throws him a pair of slippers in a hurry and then runs to the computer desk to continue his struggle.

Shao Kou really almost closed the door. Is this a place where he lives alone? The garbage dump is almost the same. There is no way. Who told him to come here on his own initiative? Entering the room, he glared at the man who continued to play games, hating iron for nothing shouted, "Stop beating, get up and tidy up, there's not even a place to lay your feet."

A standard kennel, a sanctuary for modern men, he didn't think there was anything there, and he didn't even turn his head, "No place? Then go sit on the sofa."

sofa?You still have a sofa, where?Didn't he look with such big eyes?

Shao Kou entered the house with a heart that strangled him, grabbed a garbage bag, picked up the tatters from the outside to the inside, and endured a knife on his head.

For three hours, I made braised pork ribs, mixed with dried tofu in scallion oil, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and a plate of pickles, and served it on the table. I swept the computer cable with my long legs, and heard the wailing over there, "Damn it!" , I will conquer it immediately, why is the power cut off, what a fucking failure..."

Cursing, after looking back to see his room, he quickly jumped off the chair and gave Shao Kou a thumbs up, "You have worked hard, you are tired, are you Mr. Snail?"

roll.

"Have a meal."

"Drinking, we didn't enjoy drinking that day, don't you have a job? Why are you here?"

"drink."

"Hey, let me tell you, games are making money all the time. I'm going to buy a novel copyright. According to that design, it will definitely explode."

"drink."

"My God, are you sure you did this? Hahaha, you ordered takeaway, look, I knew it, your hand can only make fists and beat people, and you can cook?"

"drink."

"Ah, drink, drink, drink, I'll ask the supermarket to bring up another box..."

The neighborhood quickly returned to calm, and everyone turned off the lights to sleep, except for this small window on the fifth floor, which was always on, drinking, and drunk.

Bian Mu has been busy in the company for the next two days, so he really didn't notice the old man's absence at night. He has a belief that he should do something for the poor, use the money of these rich people, To fund them, on average, is fine.

The invitations are all sent out, and the degree will bring up the meals, and the new plan by the way, anyway, just keep your hands full.

As for Shao Kou, after a night of drunkenness, he received a phone call from his superior to instruct him to go to the United States to investigate the background of his fortune. Yes, however, implies wavering.

On the night before the art exhibition, Bian Mu caught him home and rushed over to give him a bear hug, "What are you doing? I can't find you, so tell me, did you do something shady behind my back?"

The wicked report first.

It's really hard to describe this kind of thing in words. My heart, which had already calmed down, would boil because of one of his actions. I tapped the tip of his nose, "I don't dare."

Hmph, Bian Mu felt that today's mood was very bright, so he took him to tomorrow's art exhibition, pointed to the painting in the center, it was a girl carrying water, and the dark blue sky, "You said, let me paint a painting , prettier than the photo, isn't it?"

The fire in his heart spread instantly, and Shao Kou's breath was a little unsteady, he watched every detail seriously, and asked him, "So, you are for me?"

Bian Mu didn't know, so, wouldn't the old man be too strange?

"what?"

Shao Kou didn't wait for him to say anything, and directly lowered his head and bit his lips. Under the clusters of lights, the place except the painting was dark, and finally he could love and kiss you unrestrainedly, just right, You think so too.

When returning to sweetness overnight, the two of them almost dismantled the wardrobe for a whole morning. It can be considered that they have been married, but they are conjoined twins. The two of them have been together for a long time. After [-] rounds, he raised his gun and got on the horse. He was in good spirits, especially Bian Mu. His usual noble physique was possessed by a ruthless smirk, which completely overwhelmed the figure of the Buddhist boy. Both of them were in suits. Shao Kou pulled the tie open a little bit, it was too tight, the man next to him sat sideways to straighten him out, and scolded him, "Don't move around."

The degree of being sprayed with dog food in front of him became even more black, and he wished he could take down this man-eating monster with a knife.

The art exhibition is a four-story spiral shape, the main color is white, a kind of empty white, only the paintings hanging on the wall are the only color, but the flowers on the handrail of the stairs, the small pale yellow flowers, just hit this place. The beauty of this kind of height is a kind of beauty from the top down, and another view from the bottom up. The flow of people gradually enters the venue, and there are staff members to provide audit services. Bian Mu took Shao Kou to hide in the stairwell and whispered. "Ms. Yuan is here, it's annoying, you kick her out."

Heart disease needs heart medicine.

"When she saw us together, she probably felt even more worried."

That's right, congrats to you.

Bian Mu's small eyes said, "Then, if we two kiss passionately again, will we be mad?"

It's funny to think about it, and I can't restrain my bad taste.

"I am a good actor with professional pursuits, and I will definitely restore my true colors."

Hey, the stronger your opponent is, the more serious you are. It just so happens that both men are this kind of person.

"Go, then, my good actor."

They were on the first floor, in a back corner, with the escalator above the load-bearing wall, which happened to be an excellent observation spot. Shao Kou did not see Ms. Yuan, but saw the degree. He happened to be standing in front of the painting on the second floor , looking at him with a gloomy face.

Wearing glasses, I guess the eyes are very good. As soon as Bian Mu came out, he was held in the arms of a man and started to perform a passionate scene. It was enough, just joking, and this corner, how could anyone watch it, and just reached out to shoot him , I heard the sound of a falling object in front of me.

Shao Kou heard it too, and the two turned their heads quickly. At this moment, the sound of crying and shouting gradually subsided, and they fixed their eyes. There was a three or four-year-old girl lying on the white floor tiles. She was wearing a red skirt. He huddled into a ball, and the braid on the top of his head was crookedly stuck to the blood, lifeless.

"Quick, call an ambulance..."

The author has something to say: Shao Kou: I am almost shaken, you used cold violence against me.

Bian Mu: How can I have it?

Shao Kou: You ignore me.

Bian Mu: Oh, my little cutie, I'll talk to you right away.

Shao Kou: I want it now.

Bianmu: I'm very busy now, so I don't have time.

Shao Kou: Then I ran away from home, goodbye.

Bian Mu quickly took off his glasses: Alright, let's not mess with this pile of broken paintings, just mess with my cute old lady, huh?

Shao Kou: I have spent a lot of effort to keep myself away from you, but I will never lose to a word of your change of heart.

PS: Little angels, get ready, I'm going to start abusing...