Daily love with male tickets under the age

Mu Yunqing, who happily went out to eat with his brother, just went out to go to the bathroom. Even if Mu Yunqing was killed, he would never expect to meet this person.

It's still alive.

Sure enough, the scourge lived for thousands of years.

Mu Yunqing ground his molars and couldn't help but want to slap him.

It took all my strength to hold on.

But why does this scourge still speak?

"Qingqing, long time no see, don't come here without any problems." Gu Wei'an's hand-made suit was so ironed that it didn't even have any creases. It seemed that he was really well-dressed and looked like a dog.

"It was all right, but I saw you." Mu Yunqing resisted the urge to slap him, clenched his hands tightly, and his short nails were embedded in the flesh.

"Qingqing, you're still like this." Gu Wei'an smiled. The person who was cold and serious in Mu Yunqing's memory now looks a little more gentle. It looks like an eyesore.

"Don't talk about how familiar we are, but I'm a little surprised that you haven't died yet." Mu Yunqing sneered, feeling ridiculous and pathetic again.

"Qingqing, you..."

"If you have to have a title, I'm sorry, my surname is Mu, Mr. Mu or Ms. Mu, Mr. Gu, please choose one, too intimate a title, it's not suitable." Mu Yunqing paused, "After all, I miss you Death is not a day or two."

"..." Even though Gu Wei'an had made enough mental preparations, he did not expect such a way of speaking.

He came here with a little selfishness in mind, but he just wanted to take a look, and didn't want to bump into her face to face like this. He knew her temper well, even so, he couldn't resist her too much.

At the beginning, these words were reserved for those who targeted him, but now, they are returned to him in full, which can be regarded as karma.

In the quiet and deserted corridor, the orange wall lamps are lazily on, and the mottled lights on the walls gather together to form a unique decoration. Between the lights and shadows, the two people who have reunited after a long time face each other, like the eyes of the deep sea. Not a surprise.

It should be an extremely ambiguous time, place and person, but it seems more like a sword is on the verge of breaking out.

The man who has faded from his innocence, and the woman who has restrained his sharpness, now seem to be admired and envied by outsiders.

No one spoke again, and no one backed down.

I don't know how long the silence lasted, but Gu Wei'an finally moved, stepped back half a step to the side, and made way.

Mu Yunqing left without hesitation.

The thick carpet could not even keep the sound of footsteps, but these few steps hit the hearts of the two of them very clearly.

Passing through the corridor, Mu Yunqing did not go back to the box. The back garden was full of night, and the branches and tendrils were tangled and tangled, all of which were dark. They formed a piece and gradually began to shrink.

Sitting on the swing, Mu Yunqing had to admit one thing, she hadn't forgotten Gu Wei'an, and she hadn't forgiven herself.

In the boundless night, there seemed to be a monster hiding its teeth and claws, screaming, and couldn't wait to run out, tearing her apart.

Splitting headache.

It is said that the return of an old friend is to meet each other happily, but what if this old friend is an enemy?

After a long time, Mu Yunqing got up, stumbled and left through the back door, stopped a taxi, but didn't know where he was going.

"Beauty, why don't I take you for a walk?" The driver is a local, looking at his posture, it seems that he has pulled the little girl who has lost his soul, "Beauty, it's no big deal! Are you doing well? Uncle will take you around .”

The driver took a look, turned on the night radio station, "beauty, you are young, let's not do stupid things, there is nothing we can't get over! Looking back, you are all bastards!"

The driver was earnest, and even handed Mu Yunqing a bottle of water.

Mu Yunqing picked it up, but didn't open it.

Looking at the photo hanging on the car, the little girl on it is quite young, she must be a student, she paused, "Master, is this your daughter?"

The driver was obviously taken aback, "My daughter, I can't think about it, she's gone."

With these few words, Mu Yunqing clearly saw blue veins popping out of the driver's hand holding the steering wheel.

"Master, I can't think about it." It's just that I don't want to live anymore.

She's already thinking about it.

Really.

"Beauty, there is nothing you can't get through, really."

"I know." Mu Yunqing leaned back on the car seat and closed his eyes.

If she didn't die tonight and woke up tomorrow, she would still be the same Mr. Mu, the "Wu Zetian" as everyone said, and the woman who dominated the rich list all the year round.

"Beauty, look, this is the company that many people dream of, and you still have a great time!"

Mu Yunqing glanced, [Yuntian].

"Look, the universities in our city and the whole country are second to none!"

Mu Yunqing opened her eyes, A University, if she remembers correctly, she seems to have dropped out of this school.

Therefore, even if she has something that others dream of, she is still unhappy, and still wants to die occasionally.

Mu Yunqing doubted himself a little because of his very social thoughts.

Or, find a doctor?
Really time to find a doctor.

Mu Yunqing had a headache for a while, and there was a lot of traffic outside the window, and everything was bustling.

But she seemed to only see noise.

……

"Beauty, look, there are still people following you! Is there anything you can't communicate with?" The driver seemed to have discovered the New World, pointing to a gray Toyota behind him, motioning for Mu Yunqing to take a look.

"You read it wrong, maybe it's just on the way." Mu Yunqing glanced at it, and it wasn't too far away, but he couldn't even see the license plate number clearly. It seemed that not only the car body was gray, but even the figures inside were the same. dark color.

Mu Yunqing looked away from the rearview mirror, stayed on the electronic watch for a moment, and then put it back.

"How could it be! Beauty, he followed all the way!" The driver swore, "I saw him not long after you got on the bus!"

"Little couples, it's normal to be awkward, communicate calmly and calmly, it's not good to run away from home, what should you do if you encounter danger?" The driver master still didn't lose the slightest enthusiasm, "Little girl, you can't ignore your safety! Nanshi is a big place, but you can't be careless, beauty!"

"..." Mu Yunqing glanced at the gray Toyota again.

That should be the madman.

……

Still following her.

Unscrupulous, yet so unscrupulous.

Don't you just want to die with her?

Isn't it the finished product that rejected a batch of orders?

Isn't it just a loss of 5000 million?
Since you can't afford it, don't deliver the defective product!Then don't work with them!Then don't take [-]% of the product processing at one time!

Mu Yunqing looked at the Toyota, and followed at a leisurely pace, without worrying about being discovered at all, as if he really was the "boyfriend" the driver said, who had offended his girlfriend, and followed all the way, unhurriedly, patiently full.

"Beauty, why don't I let you get out of the car, so you can have a good chat?" The driver looked at the calm woman in the back seat, and tentatively offered a suggestion.

"...Master, why don't you find a bar nearby and put me down?"

"No, beauty, you..."

"To be honest, the problem has to be solved." Mu Yunqing half leaned on the car seat, "Master, you just said it yourself."

"Also... OK..." The driver stopped, but still wanted to struggle, "Beauty, how about you..."

"Master, that's the one." Mu Yunqing smiled, interrupted the driver who kept telling her along the way, and pointed to a club on the street.

"Beauty, I'm nearby. If we can't communicate well, we can't do that..."

The driver master was talking while parking, and Mu Yunqing got out of the car before he finished speaking.

……

The master driver almost chased after him, but stopped when he saw a stack of red bills in the back seat.

This is, do you think he talks too much?

……

[Twilight] on the street is only the first one, and there are several clubs and party halls over there.

With gaudy attire and various sales promotion methods, Mu Yunqing walked through the alley, passing one drunk after another, but the footsteps behind him never stopped...

On the radiant glass door, among a group of young people, Mu Yunqing in a wine red skirt and the man in a black jacket not far away are particularly eye-catching.

The small lanterns are still spinning, printed on the ground, and shadowed under your feet.

Mu Yunqing turned around abruptly, and the seven-centimeter high-heeled shoes dropped and lifted hastily.

Walking through the alley, brushing past the crowd, crushing the light and shadow all over the ground, the burgundy figure seemed to have escaped from the shadows.

The small colored lights were still on, and the security guard at the door of [Twilight] was sleepy, so Mu Yunqing went straight into [Twilight] and got into the crowd.

A group of 857 young people, in the deafening music, acted recklessly, the colored paper was thrown into the sky, then slowly flew down, landed on the head, landed on the body, and finally, landed on the ground...

The light and shadow are mottled, and the lights sweep over and over again. There is no doubt that here, people can't be recognized at all, at least, at this time, they can't be recognized clearly.

Mu Yunqing also put on a mask, the fiery red fox was left alone, and wolves approached one after another.

I thought I was a veteran of the flowers, I thought I greeted you ingeniously, I thought I appeared handsome.

Mu Yunqing refused without hesitation.

He turned and left the dance floor and went to the bar.

Are young people like this these days?

The only two around Mu Yunqing who could be regarded as the same age as those children were Rong Hua and Er Yang, but those two seemed to be smarter than them.

Or maybe those few are not students from the university city here at all.

She remembered that the school here was very strict.

This kind of prodigal son is more like, coming to hunt.

The school should be stricter.

Cherry-flavored fruit wine, very sweet in the mouth.

Mu Yunqing also knew that this wine has as much stamina as it tastes sweet.

But cup after cup into the throat.

The pointer turned round and round, the excitement of the party subsided, and the hustle and bustle of the previous moment seemed to be still here, but it was already quiet.

The hot DJ turned into a pure girl, sang softly, as if hypnotized, miscellaneous chattering men on the table, and a long line of women applying makeup at the door of the bathroom, all crazy about the incident half an hour ago, ending.

The madness of the last moment has made this loneliness.

The mess all over the place seemed to be silently pouring out something.

It is said that teenagers do not know what it is like to be sad, but only teenagers know how to worry about teenagers.