Look good

Wen Changrong is 31 years old this year, but his physical strength is better than when he was young.

Qiao Xing was beaten to death, holding the man's leg and asking the king to spare my life.

By the time the affair ended, it was already midnight.

Qiao Xing was so tired that he couldn't even lift his fingers.

But the money is supreme, he finally gritted his teeth, got up with his sore waist, and diligently wiped the man's body clean.

If this is a novel, Qiao Xing feels that he is definitely the worst sufferer.

After cleaning up both of them, Qiao Xing limped to find the housekeeper, Uncle Wu.

"Uncle Wu, remember to charge the money to my account." Qiao Xing took a cigarette from his pocket and bit it into his mouth, while struggling to recall: "Just now...Mr. ...Peppa?"

Uncle Wu looked at him calmly, as if waiting for him to finish speaking the alien language.

"..." Well, Qiao Xing gave up.

There are countless men and women around Wen Changrong, and the names that have been called to him can circle the world eight times, and he really can't remember them.

"Anyway, it's just for fun. Tom and Jerry or something. Mr. Wen thought it was Jerry who served him. Remember to remind him tomorrow that the money should not be transferred by mistake."

"Okay." Uncle Wu nodded and asked, "Do you need me to ask the driver to take you back?"

"No, I can take a taxi myself." Qiao Xing waved his hand and limped out the door.

……

At three o'clock in the morning, a private manor eight thousand miles away from the city center.

There's a fart taxi.

Qiao Xing took out his mobile phone and downloaded the online car-hailing software that he hadn't used for a long time.

He squatted at the door to deliver the order, and then canceled the order overtime. It took almost two hours. Seeing that he was going to sleep on the curb tonight, the order was suddenly picked up.

A savior from heaven.

Qiao Xing was delighted.

The car arrived quickly, and it was a flamboyant Maserati.

Local tyrants also come out to pull people?

Qiao Xing muttered, stepped forward to open the car door - and had a long look at the owner of the car at the end of the century.

"Second Young Master Shen..." Qiao Xing looked delicate, "Is the Shen family bankrupt?"

Shen Qinlan in the driver's seat said indifferently: "Get in the car."

"Don't dare." Qiao Xing slammed the door shut, "Second Young Master, go slowly, Second Young Master, goodbye."

"In a society ruled by law, I won't kill you. What are you afraid of?" Shen Qinlan opened the car window, raised his chin at him, and said impatiently, "Get in the car, I'll ask you something."

Qiao Xingxin said that you would not kill me, but you would skin me!

"No more than two young masters..."

"I'm leaving, can you still call a car?"

"...I can't call."

"Is that going to walk back? Or sleep in this wilderness for a night?"

"..." Qiao Xing couldn't answer.

"boarding."

"..."

Ugh.

Qiao Xing lamented.

This is a real couple quarrel, bed partner suffers.

After thinking about it, Qiao Xing got into the car.

"Second Young Master, I want to go to the snack street."

"Got it." Shen Qinlan started the car and asked him straight to the point, "How is Evergreen doing?"

"As usual, one three five company, two four six whatever."

Don't get me wrong, this doesn't mean that Wen Changrong went to the company on one or three or five nights, but that Wen Changrong made appointments with artists from the entertainment company under his name on one or three and five nights, and on two or four or six nights with people from other places.

Uh, of course, not every day.

"What about Sunday?" Shen Qinlan looked at him unkindly, "Sleep with you?"

"No way." Qiao Xing shook his head quickly, "I'm only in charge of Mr. Wen after he's drunk. It's not bad to come once a month."

Shen Qinlan didn't ask any more questions.

The scenery outside the window was speeding, the signal light in front jumped into red, the car stopped slowly, Shen Qinlan raised his eyes again, and looked at Qiao Xing through the rearview mirror.

"Have you ever had plastic surgery again?"

"Ah?" Qiao Xingxin said, am I handsome again?

"The eyes are more and more like mine."

"..." Qiao Xing raised his eyebrows and raised his head.

Amber-like brown pupils with slightly raised eye ends.

Two pairs of almost identical eyes meet in the rearview mirror.

"..." After looking at each other for a short time, Qiao Xing took the lead to look away, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a heartless look: "I didn't do it, maybe I'm very talented, and you and the second young master..."

Before she could say the rest, Qiao Xing felt a sharp pain in her stomach.

Qiao Xing's stomach disease has always been painless, and if it hurts, it will kill him.

He couldn't care less about saying anything, the pain forced him to bend over with his stomach in his arms, and his facial features were twisted together.

Shen Qinlan turned to look at him: "Evergreen didn't let you eat?".

"Hmm..." Qiao Xing responded with a weak voice, his forehead was covered with sweat.

Today... oh no, yesterday afternoon, Wen Changrong suddenly called and asked him to come back to Wen's house for dinner at five o'clock. He arrived at Wen's house on time, but Wen Changrong had already been invited out by a friend.

Without Wen Changrong's words, Qiao Xing didn't dare to eat it, and the Wen family's cook didn't dare to do anything else to satisfy his hunger.

This hunger is a full ten hours.

Until the evening when he received Wen Changrong, he also did high-strength exercise.

There is a ghost if the stomach doesn't hurt.

Shen Qinlan looked at him through the rearview mirror for a while, tapped his thumb on the steering wheel: "Go and buy you medicine."

……

The car turned around and drove towards the downtown area.

It was hard to find a 24-hour pharmacy, and when Shen Qinlan bought stomach medicine, Qiao Xing was in pain.

However, Shen Ershao personally went to buy stomach medicine for him, which was considered a kindness.

He can't take people's face seriously.

Qiao Xing confirmed that what Shen Qinlan was holding was indeed stomach medicine, and then said thank you, took the pills and water, and swallowed them in one gulp.

……

Hold.

ice water.