The villain, she fell asleep again

Chapter 286 Hell Salesman 6
Huos wine exudes ice-coldness, and a strong sense of oppression presses on the women, as if to tear them apart.

Bai Junwei's anger just now has dissipated a lot, let alone vented it on these women, so forgive him for the time being.

"I am fine."

After Hoss finished listening to the wine, the coldness did not dissipate. He held her wrist and exerted some strength: "My cat, do you deserve it? Get lost!"

With a wave of his hand, a group of women were thrown out of the hospital immediately by him. The lounge was finally cleaned up a lot. He turned to look at Bai Junwei in satisfaction.

I saw Bai Junwei bowing his head at this moment, a raging fire was burning on his back, his blue hair was blowing without wind, and the gloomy atmosphere covered the place.

Huo Sijiu had already felt a wave of anger against him from her, his eyes fell on the top of her head, and soon he received a firm punch in the chest.

"Cat? What the hell are you playing role-playing? I don't want to see you now, just disappear from my sight."

Bai Junwei looked at him with very cold eyes, as if looking at a stranger.

Hoss remained silent for a long time before turning around and leaving.

When he gently closed the door from the outside, Bai Junwei rubbed his brows with a headache, and sighed deeply in his heart.

Bai Junwei cleaned up the mess by himself, but someone grabbed the broom suddenly, and then his body suddenly flew into the air.

Huo Sijiu put her on the sofa with a blank expression, squatted in front of her and said indifferently: "You are very cute."

"It has nothing to do with the food box." No matter how cute, people are not animals, so what's the point of preparing a food box for her?

Huo Sijiu was silent, and it took a while before he said slowly: "Okay."

Bai Junwei: "???"

good what good?

Before she could figure out what it meant, Huo Sijiu picked up the broom and swept the floor coldly, as if wielding a scythe.

Bai Junwei twitched the corner of his mouth, and soon saw the broom in his hand disappear together with the garbage.

"Hoss wine, where is my broom?" She bought it cruelly, and it cost a total of 500 yuan.

Hoss frowned, and said uncertainly, "It's too broken."

So deal with it together.

Is that what she understood?

Bai Junwei keeps trying to calm himself down, don't argue with a dead-headed man, otherwise you will be the only one who suffers.

She comforted herself like this, and forced a smile: "I'm sorry, Lord Death, I can handle the rest myself."

Bai Junwei made a gesture of invitation, gently sent him away, then closed the door with a "bang", turned and leaned against the door.

Seeing that the lounge was spotless, Bai Jun was not in a happy mood at all.

Walking to the edge of the bed, I lay down on the bed, stretched out my hand and pulled the quilt beside me, and covered my head directly, tossing and turning, I couldn't fall asleep.

Bai Jun only lifted the quilt and looked out the window.

The scorching sun leaked from the branches and leaves sporadically, like countless golden-haired bugs falling down, making the body itchy and itchy.

The man was wearing a black cloak, and the people around him passed him by, looking down and playing with their phones.

There was an endless stream of vehicles speeding past on the road, and by the time the vehicles stopped at the intersection, the figure of the man had long since disappeared.

After passing through several rugged paths, the man pushed the door and walked into the cold old house. There was only an old man leaning on a recliner in the yard.

As if hearing the movement at the door, the old man slowly opened his eyes, his face was sallow, and his eyes were sunken deeply into their sockets.

The eyeballs were yellow, without a gleam of brilliance, and there was no trace of blood on the lips, but there was still a loving smile, and the face was covered with wrinkles.

"Are you... the God of Death?" The old man's voice was old and hoarse, and his soul had already left his body.

Huo Sijiu nodded indifferently, without saying a word, turned around and planned to take him to reincarnation.

"Wait, I... have an unfeeling request, can you let me take a look at my grandson? The gift, I haven't had time to give it to him yet."

The old man's eyes were on the reclining chair, and there was a gift in his hand. The packaging on it was obviously yellowed, and it seemed that it had been placed for a long time.

Hoss didn't really want to waste time, but thinking of the cute Xiao Ye at home... it was much more difficult to say a word.

"Answer me a question."

The old man was surprised, but still smiled kindly: "My lord, just ask."

"How to make the cat happy?" He is not a fool, Bai Junwei's every move cannot escape his eyes.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and said as if he had thought of something: "My lord, you can put yourself in another place and buy some gifts."

Empathy?
In his conception, there are no such complicated things at all.

"5 minutes." Hoss sent him away with a wave of his sleeve.

When the old man came to his senses, he was already standing in front of his son's house, and he could still hear the laughter of his grandson playing inside.

"Hahaha, I grabbed the river crab, and everyone present is my younger brother!"

"Xiaohao, come and eat, don't play." A woman's voice followed.

"I haven't finished this game yet, Mom, you eat first, don't worry about me." The game is not over yet, Xiaohao is very involved in playing.

"It's time to eat, what are you playing? Didn't you hear your mother calling you? Be careful, I will confiscate your mobile phone." The man's displeased voice came.

"Understood, why are you so fierce, Dad?" Xiao Hao put down his phone mutteringly, walked to the stool and sat down.

The old man saw this warm scene through the window next to him. He put the gift at the door, knocked on the door and left.

Xiaohao ran over to open the door with a "da da da", but he didn't see anyone outside. When he was about to go back, he suddenly saw a gift on the ground.

He turned his head and shouted inside: "Dad, I don't know who put a gift box on the ground, come and have a look."

Hearing this, the man put down the chopsticks in his hand and stood up. Sure enough, he saw an old gift box on the ground with Xiaohao's name written on it.

But there is no address, someone should have left it at the door, but who could it be?
The man opened the gift box, and there was the latest mobile phone from last year inside, which seemed to be the mobile phone that Xiaohao had been arguing for a long time and wanted very much.

Thinking of this, the man couldn't help but tighten his heart. He didn't care about any gifts, so he quickly picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number to go out.

He was anxious in his heart, there was no answer for a long time, and then he hung up and dialed again, and finally couldn't help it, picked up his coat and ran out.

"Hey! Why did you go, Lao Zhen?" The woman asked from behind, also: I don't know what happened.

Lao Zhen didn't have time to explain, so he said as he walked, "I still have something to do, you guys eat first, don't wait for me."

After finishing speaking, Lao Zhen left in a hurry, and drove out of the apartment not long after.

The child still has classes in the afternoon, and women can't follow him, so they have to wait for him to come back and ask why.

The old man glanced in this direction for the last time, his eyes were full of reluctance, but he still smiled and said kindly: "My lord, let's go."

(End of this chapter)