The strongest way to be narcissistic

Song Ange began to realize that this guy was probably not at home for many days after catching the idiot who was out of home all night, and his secret observation proved this point.

Because he had to go to school, he couldn't find out immediately, so he had to wait.

Finally on the weekend night, he huddled in his room early and pretended to be asleep. After hearing the door of his bedroom open and close, he immediately lifted the quilt and opened the door to check that the lights on the opposite side and the lights in the living room were still on. Not lit.

A minute later, he pressed his head against the wall next to the door and yawned lazily.Ever since he was in a high-pressure study environment, his body, which was able to stay high all night before, could no longer bear the torment, and he began to feel sleepy before twelve o'clock every day.

However, it is clear that if this kind of hellish preparation for the college entrance examination, coupled with his brain, it is impossible to finish all the homework before twelve o'clock every day.

So much so that he made up his mind to learn from the dead, just to get more sleep at night.

During breaks, WC, on the way home and eating, he used to memorize words and texts. According to a certain idiot, he is now memorizing words in his sleep.

As for whether there is any effect, it depends on the results of the quiz next month.

Gu Gu, who was curled up on the bed, jumped down, climbed up Song Ange's pants, and finally climbed up on top of his head and squatted down, making a sound of doubt.

"Meow?"

"Hush—" Song Ange grabbed the naughty bone and pointed his finger at it.

The bastard out there hasn't gone yet, and he mustn't let him find out he's still up.

Two minutes later, the light in the living room was quietly turned off, and the door slammed shut. Song Ange's heart tightened, and he immediately turned on the bedroom light.He was terrified and nervous when he was alone in a dark situation when he was awake.

Since he was so scared, how did he get through it before?

Because at that time, there was nothing by his side to seek a sense of security, so he could only hold on, otherwise, what else could he do?

Now, Song Ange, who was given a sense of security by Qiao Peicheng, now acts like a child who is afraid of the dark every day. When he realizes that adults are not in the safe zone that makes him feel at ease, he immediately becomes at a loss.

Estimated that it was about the same time, Song Ange let go of the bones and let it stay obediently, grabbed the black peaked cap on the bed with one hand, and rushed over quickly, opening and closing the door in a second.

Jio felt a little cold, looked down and saw that he came out barefoot.

He wanted to go back and put on his shoes, but found that he didn't bring the key.This door is neither a fingerprint lock nor a combination lock, you must use a key to open it.

Seeing that the passenger elevator was about to reach the first floor, Song Ange didn't care about the trivial matter of wearing shoes or not, and hurried to press the unused freight elevator.

After finally getting out of the building, he caught a glimpse of the annoying ghost driving out of the underground garage from a distance. He hurriedly trotted over, using the various greenery in the community as a cover to ensure that the other party would not see his sneaky stalking in the rearview mirror.

Fortunately, at this time, a taxi happened to send people to the door. Song Ange immediately waved him down and quickly got into the back seat.

"Master, hurry up and follow the car in front, don't let him see it."

The fact that this kind of movie plot will appear made the driver master stunned, and then he raised his voice to agree. "Okay!"

As the journey progressed, the more and more familiar streets made Song Ange vaguely understand.

Well, the bastard stays up most of the night and comes here to have a good time, get drunk, no wonder he always smells of wine and perfume.

This guy always tells him not to indulge in recreational activities, learn to live healthy and live, but he himself is obsessed with this kind of place, and he really enjoys it.

Hmph, come here every now and then for entertainment, and I'm not afraid that the iron pestle will be ground into embroidery needles and everyone will die.

"How much is the master?"

Seeing that the annoying ghost parked his car and was about to disappear in the busy bar street, Song Ange hurriedly asked the price, and after paying the money, he wanted to catch up with that guy to see how happy he was.

"36."

The driver glanced at the meter.

But what he waited for was not a "Master, here" or "Can you scan the code?", but a shocked expression, which gradually turned into an embarrassing expression.

This expression is familiar to the master, and it is typical to have no money.He generally classifies this kind of person as a little rascal in a bully car.

The way the driver looked at Song Ange suddenly changed. Song Ange, who was seriously suspected of being a rascal, looked down at his bare jiojio, and touched his deflated pocket.

Could he be any more unlucky?

Actually, it does.

A pair of hands suddenly poked inside from the rear window of the taxi, grabbed Song Ange's collar sitting by the door, and then penetrated into the tip of his nose. It was a strong smell of smoke that he hadn't smelled for a long time.

"I caught you, Song Ange."

It wasn't the teasing and beating voice he was familiar with, but it wasn't unfamiliar either.

Song Ange actually knew this person, and he was very familiar with him. He was Zhao Jianshui, whom he only met two weeks ago.

At this time, the other party held a lighted cigarette in his hand, grabbed Song Ange by the collar and dragged him out of the window, lifted his peaked cap, and blew smoke all over his face.

"I thought you didn't intend to come here in your life."

"Did you know you were wrong? Take it easy, I can barely forgive you for making trouble for no reason before."

Song Ange, who was choked by the smoke, felt in his heart: crazy?It's your uncle's fault!

He has given in to one person at such a young age, and that person is very likely to be himself.

As for the others?There are no doors, so stay where it is cool.

Qiao Peicheng, who had already changed into his overalls, had no idea that a certain idiot who was supposed to be sleeping not only failed to follow him, but was also blocked by Zhao Jianshui at the intersection looking for trouble.

"You're here." The bartending brother who was with him was making a drink for a beautiful woman, and his eyes lit up when he saw Qiao Peicheng.

"What?" He looked at his watch, there were still 10 minutes before the official work time, and he was not late, so what did the other party do in a sudden surprise?

"There will be a good show in a while, just wait and see." The bartending boy wanted to have a good chat with his partner, but because there were more and more people at the bar, it was inconvenient for him to be distracted, so he could only Show a mysterious smile.

The only thing that can make him so excited is super gossip.

After working here for more than two weeks, Qiao Peisheng has watched several bloody dramas for free.It's nothing more than the scene of catching rape, jealousy, drinking and making trouble, it seems that it's just like that, it's quite boring.

"Heh - you don't know how to clean your dirty mouth, and you blame me instead? Don't do it if you have the ability."

The high-pitched voice belonging to the little girl sounded, followed by the sound of many wine bottles smashing on the floor.

It sounds like it should be a rape scene.

"What? You still want to hit me? If you dare to touch me with a finger, my brother knows what will happen. You should know, but don't blame me for not reminding you."

The tone is quite arrogant, either she is really confident, or she is a lawless little girl spoiled by her brother.

Qiao Peicheng raised his head with great interest, wanting to see which arrogant little girl could make such a big noise.

Because of the loud sound, many people's attention was focused on the place where the movement was made. There was a wall blocking the place, so it was not clear who was making trouble.

"Boss Xiong's younger sister looks petite and small. I always thought it was a well-protected little rabbit, but it turns out it's actually a little leopard."

The bartending boy couldn't help sighing when he heard the movement.

Qiao Peisheng concentrated.

Boss Xiong's younger sister = Xiong Tianlong's younger sister?

Isn't that the little girl Xiong Yunhui?

Why did that girl come here?Doesn't Xiong Tianlong care?After all, he is always nervous about his sister, as long as he is not in school, he will send bodyguards to follow this girl every day, for fear that something will happen to her.

"Xiong Yunhui, don't go too far! This is between me and her, why are you here to make trouble?"

It was also a female voice, with a steady and mature voice.

Qiao Peicheng could tell who the voice was. It was Deng Yusa's voice. Her voice was very recognizable, so it was not difficult to recognize.

"I just can't understand you guys who eat from bowls and look at the garbage in the pot. If you don't like people to say it directly, everyone gets together and breaks up, but you don't want to dominate this, but you also want to hug that."

"It's not bad to make a fuss like this. At least this sister has seen clearly your scum essence, so as not to be kept in the dark by you, thinking that you are someone worthy of entrustment."

"Just like you, are you worthy of her?"

The little girl Xiong Yunhui walked out from the wall while talking, followed by three big bodyguards in sunglasses, and a girl with long hair fluttering in her hand.

"Hey, you haven't seen it before, have you? That little girl is Xiong Tianlong's younger sister, Xiong Yunhui. She is a small girl, but she has a loud voice when she gets angry. The woman in her hand is our boss's fiancee. She seems to be called something Hitomi.

"The prospective proprietress doesn't come here often, and I don't know what happened today. Xiong Yunhui, who shouldn't be here, suddenly came to visit, brought three bodyguards, and brought the prospective proprietress. In front of the boss who is leading a new favorite by his side."

"No, this scene happened."

"I wonder if the prospective proprietress is her relative or something? Otherwise, she shouldn't be in charge of this shit."

The bartending boy told Qiao Peicheng what happened before he came with great interest.After staying here for more than a year, he actually fantasized many times that the prospective proprietress would come to the scene of catching rape, but the boss was very skillful and kept him in the dark, so he didn't miss anything.

Afterwards, Deng Yusa, one of the protagonists, chased him out, looking disheveled and embarrassed, with obvious hickey marks on his neck.

"Jiang Tong, we need to talk alone." She grabbed the girl's wrist.

"Release." The woman with a gentle face was stained with frost at this moment. She never thought that the woman in front of her would betray her in such a disgusting way.

The eternity she once thought was nothing but a lie fabricated by others.She herself can clearly find out that there are problems in various details, but she is ridiculously clinging to the idea that since she chooses to be with the other party, she must trust each other and let it go.

The results of it?

Believe in Mahler Gobi!

"Tongtong, I know you are angry, you are right. You can scold or hit you if you want, but I will never fight back. I just hope you calm down and don't be irrational. We are getting married next month, I am ready I bought everything, just waiting for this day. I swear, Deng Yusa, I will only love you, Jiang Tong, in my life."

Deng Yusa didn't dare to let go, she was afraid that if she let go, she would really be unable to catch her back.

It is impossible for her to give up Jiang Tong, she loves her so much, she is just playing with others, the only one she loves in her heart is Jiang Tong.

She thinks it is worth it for Jiang Tong to calm down under the watchful eyes of the public.

Jiang Tong laughed back angrily, turned around and looked at this lover who was once her life force, pressing every step of the way, she was shorter than Deng Yusa, but her aura at this time was completely suppressed.

"Deng Yusa, don't think that I dare not do anything to you. You should know what kind of character I have in my bones."

"I know, but if you want to calm down, you can do whatever you want, and I have absolutely no complaints." Deng Yusa was betting that Jiang Tong would not want to do anything to her.

Her Tongtong is just a pet with a paw that is not sharp enough and has a short temper. She is very angry, but quickly calms down.

It's okay to coax, it's okay.

Deng Yusa told herself so.

Jiang Tong seemed to see what Deng Yusa was thinking, a mocking smile appeared on his face, and the hand placed by his side stretched out to grab something.

"is it?"

The sound of the wine bottle breaking was heard crisply, and a pair of well-maintained arms were lifted up, holding half of the wine bottle in their hands, and pointed the sharp end at the person in front of him.

"I dare to put this thing on your face in public, do you believe it?"

Does she really feel that she dare not do anything out of line?

Rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry, not to mention that she is not a rabbit who will bite people when they are in a hurry.

Deng Yusa never knew Jiang Tong, otherwise she wouldn't dare to do such a series of disgusting things, because she couldn't bear Jiang Tong's anger.

Jiang Tong, who grew up in a distorted environment, has never been pure. She herself is distorted. There is only a little more darkness in her heart, and it is always a matter of timing to erupt.

Xiong Yunhui felt a little flustered when she saw that things were going in a direction she couldn't predict.

She just discovered Deng Yusha's dirty things by accident, thinking that the other's fiancée is Song Ange's favorite big sister, she is a bit unworthy of him, and can lose to this kind of scum for no reason.

So he took the opportunity to grab Jiang Tong, who had never met formally before, and let her see Deng Yusa's true face in person.

These things were supposed to be done by Qiao Peicheng, but this girl did them all quickly.

This is also due to the fact that she is Xiong Tianlong's younger sister, so she doesn't have to worry about too many things, many things can be done with half the effort.

"Although I don't know what your purpose is, I still thank you for letting me know what I should know. But she is right, this is between me and her, and you don't need to use it for the rest Tube."

Sensing that Xiong Yunhui wanted to come over to persuade her, Jiang Tong narrowed her eyes and asked her to retreat.

Deng Yusa's subordinates were already clearing the place when the farce happened, and now the bar is very deserted, only Xiong Yunhui and his gang, Jiang Tong who was confronting Deng Yusa, and Qiao Pei, who was still standing in the distance and didn't pay attention to his existence, were left. Sheng.

At this moment, Qiao Peicheng really wanted Jiang Tong to hit Deng Yusa's disgusting face with this wine bottle. Compared with others taking revenge for Sister Tong, doing it herself was the most suitable choice for Sister Tong.

But no.

Something is really going to happen, and the powerless sister Tong can't deal with Deng Yusa who has turned his face.

He has no influence here, nor can he act arbitrarily.

Among all the people present, only Xiong Yunhui had the absolute advantage to challenge Deng Yusa.

According to his understanding of the little girl, she is absolutely in charge of this matter, so he can stand in a distance and observe the situation calmly.

Xiong Yunhui had never considered that such a bad thing would happen at this time.She saw Jiang Tong who was about to kill, and wondered how Song Ange could fall in love with such a violent woman?

She used to think that Song Ange's sister Tong was a gentle little fairy, how could she think that it was all fake, this woman was a bloody enchantress at heart.

"It's so boring for you to go down in a jar. There are so many ways to torture people. Why don't you change it? Otherwise, the blood of this scumbag will be all over your body later, don't you think it's dirty? This clothes, hairstyle and makeup can't be completely ruined gone?"

The usually eloquent little girl was unsure about Jiang Tong, whom she had never met before, so she had to think of something to say.

Anyway, if it was her, it would be absolutely impossible to get her hands dirty to deal with people like Deng Yusa. She would play her to death, making her cry and call her mother and father.

The little girl's words actually made Jiang Tong think seriously.

The clothes on her body are new models just bought, and the makeup on her face is also quite perfect, it really isn't worth it if she really wants to bleed all over her body.

The little girl slapped her face crookedly, poking at Jiang Tong's vain and beauty-loving temperament all the time. After all, she was doing all kinds of jobs back then, just to dress herself up for self-admiration. How could she ruin her for a scumbag like Deng Yusa? What outfit is she satisfied with today?

"Your ring." Jiang Tong threw away the wine bottle and pulled off the ring that was still on her finger.

She didn't throw it out directly, but stuffed it firmly into Deng Yusa's hand and asked her to hold it.

This is their engagement ring. If she keeps it on her hand, she will wait for her hand to rot and amputate.

"Tongtong..." Deng Yusa looked moved and grabbed her with her backhand. She thought her touch was a turning point that needed to be seized.

Jiang Tong didn't push Deng Yusa away this time, she stared at the hand that was being held, and said, "Deng Yusa, there is something I have to do, otherwise I will feel unhappy."

"doing what……"

Before Deng Yusa finished speaking, a big ear hit her face, the voice was so loud that everyone present could hear it.

"You deserve it." Jiang Tong twisted his wrist and said lightly, "This good thing always comes in pairs."

The backhand is another slap.

Jiang Tong liked this kind of symmetrical beauty very much at this time.

"Good gathering and good separation, this is my message to you."