Global high martial arts dead air panel

Chapter 124

On the second night, Fang Ping came to Washington.

Guo Shengye went to wait for Fang Ping at the gate of the community. Fang Ping looked left and right, and said, "Your community is not bad."

If Fang Ping hadn't already bought a villa from Mowu senior, he would be moved when he saw this Washington district.

Guo Shengye nodded in agreement, "Indeed."

From childhood to adulthood, according to the progress of Guo Qizhi and Jin Yilin's business, their family has moved many times.

In the end, I chose to settle in Washington, which shows that there is still something in this community.

At this moment, Fang Ping seemed to be a real estate salesman, and began to give advice to the community.

Guo Shengye listened to Fang Ping's nonsense all the way with a blank face, and finally got home and opened the door.

After Fang Ping entered, the first thing he saw was the restaurant and the semi-open dining table not far from the entrance.

Standing by the dining table was a beautiful woman in a bright red dress with long curly hair hanging behind her. When she heard the door open, she turned her head and said with a smile, "Hello, Fang Ping."

Guo Shengye introduced: "This is my mother, surnamed Jin, you can call her Ms. Jin or Auntie."

"Hello, Auntie, it's really disturbing to visit today."

Fang Ping said hello with an extremely well-behaved look, and he looked at the fat man next to the beautiful woman, who looked a lot like Guo Sheng.

"Hello, uncle."

"Hello, don't be restrained, treat it like your own home."

Guo Qizhi said cheerfully.

Guo Shengye introduced: "My father, Da Guo, can be called uncle or grandpa."

Fang Ping glared at him angrily, trying to take advantage in front of his elders.

"Aren't Guo Xuan and Guo Sheng at home?"

Fang Ping asked curiously.

"Why, I have to welcome your arrival with my whole family?"

Guo Shengye's tone was very yin and yang.

Fang Ping scratched his head and didn't speak, looking very simple and honest.

Jin Yilin smiled and said, "Xiao Sheng is upstairs in the bedroom, he hasn't come down yet, Xiao Xuan has gone to school."

As she spoke, she glared at Guo Shengye, how could she talk to a guest like that.

Guo Shengye rolled his eyes, Fang Ping, green tea.

Jin Yilin asked, "Are you going upstairs to find Guo Sheng?"

Fang Ping quickly said: "No, he should have his own things to do upstairs, so I won't bother him."

Jin Yilin also brought out a plate of fruit: "Stop standing still, come sit in the living room and eat some fruit."

After she approached, she couldn't help being jealous and said: "You warriors have better skin than each other, unlike me, who have to spend a lot of money and work hard to maintain it."

Fang Ping smirked and praised: "Auntie's skin is also very good now, she looks similar to our classmates."

Jin Yilin smiled and said nothing, she still knew it was just a flattery.

But...Guo Shengye's classmate did speak better than him.

Jin Yilin couldn't help but glanced at Guo Shengye with disgust. She gave birth to three sons who were all pork buns, and none of them could compare to her husband.

After Jin Yilin and Guo Qizhi prepared their meals, they went upstairs to rest, leaving room for Fang Ping and Guo Shengye.

Fang Ping couldn't help but said, "Your mother is so young."

She is really young. Ms. Jin is over forty years old and still looks like a woman in her early thirties.

Guo Shengye said indifferently: "My father treats her well, and she has a good attitude."

Fang Ping thought of his own mother, who was not too young, but worked hard for the family day and night. Standing with Jin Yilin, it seemed like two generations.

"then you……"

Fang Ping said embarrassingly, "Then can you tell me, what are your mother's skin care products?"

Guo Shengye, who has been a rich second generation in his past and present lives, said at his fingertips: "My mother mainly uses La's skin care products. After I became a master, she ordered exclusive skin care products from their family in my name."

Speaking of this, Guo Shengye said with a smile: "You don't need to memorize these things. Let your mother and my mother spend more time together, and you will understand everything. Anyway, you don't need this maintenance money now."

Fang Ping nodded and agreed.

When his parents first arrived in Shanghai, they hardly knew anyone. Dad was fine, at least he had a job, and his social circle could be gradually established.

But mother stayed at home alone to take care of Fangyuan, and she seemed a little lonely. If Guo Shengye's mother was in the lead, at least Fang's mother could find something to pass the time by herself.

After chatting for a long time about women's skin care, the two looked at each other in blank dismay.

In order to hide their embarrassment, one picked up the teacup to drink the Coke in it, and the other reached for a fork to fork a piece of apple.

Fang Ping watched Guo Shengye turn on the TV and tuned to the movie channel, and couldn't help asking, "Do you still have time to watch movies?"

"Look at what you said, I don't have time to watch movies, what am I doing now?"

Fang Ping was speechless at Guo Shengye's strange ambiguity from time to time. He originally thought that Guo Shengye's life was nothing but fighting, but he never thought that Guo Shengye would have leisure time.

To judge others by himself, Fang Ping usually has to deal with various affairs besides cultivation, worrying about the development of various things, and hardly leaves any free time for himself.

Thinking of this, Fang Ping said, "I thought you would spend all your time on cultivation."

"Because what you think you think is only what you think."

Fang Ping: "...Can you still talk properly?!"

Guo Shengye said with a smile: "The brain that is full of love is the brain of love, and the brain that is full of cultivation is not called the brain of cultivation?"

He smiled brightly like a star: "I think it's appropriate to relax and relax. If you come to my house as a guest, I can't take you to practice, can I?"

"Besides, the movies here are pretty good."

Guo Shengye suddenly said something leisurely, and he asked, "Have you never cared about entertainment in this world since you came here?"

Fang Ping: "..."

How could he have time to look at these messy things? !

It was dark, and Guo Shengye brought the skewers prepared by Jin Yilin and Guo Qizhi to the tea table.

Fang Ping stared intently at the TV screen while eating.

Needless to say, these movies are really good-looking.

It may be that warriors are rampant and caves are invading. This world is still in troubled times, and many literary and artistic crystallizations have burst out.

The ironic art and humanistic care in these films are excellent.

Not to mention the fighting scenes they filmed, which are extremely exciting.

Fang Ping sighed, "If I had an entertainment system..."

Guo Shengye said: "Then you may die of aggrieved death."

In this world, every company must have the name of a high-end martial artist, and Fang Ping will be shackles if he goes to engage in the entertainment business.

Based on his character, it is estimated that it is difficult to bear, this feeling of being manipulated.

Fang Ping nodded silently. After all, he was a person who resolutely signed up for the martial arts exam because of his high status as a warrior.

"Did you give me your little black?"

Fang Ping suddenly asked, he always felt uncomfortable, but he wondered if it was his own illusion.

"Give it."

Guo Shengye swiped his hand, and a black figure appeared beside him. Xiao Tang, who was sitting on the sofa watching a movie, turned his head and greeted Fang Ping happily: "Hi, Fang Ping, I've heard your name for a long time."

"He he he he he can talk?!"

"How fresh."

Fang Ping rolled his eyes, didn't want to pay attention to Guo Shengye, and asked Xiao Tang enthusiastically, "Is your name Xiao Hei?"

Xiao Tang was silent for a while, Xiao Hei was the fourth person intervening between him, Xiao Bai, and Guo Shengye!
He shook his head deeply: "No, my name is Xiao Tang."

Xiao Tang, Xiao Hei...

The other little blacks may not be able to speak, and they are not so good compared to Xiao Tang in all aspects, so they only deserve to be called little blacks by Guo Shengye, a big scumbag?
Fang Ping asked thoughtfully, "Is it because Xiao Tang is special and can speak, so he has his own name?"

Xiao Tang nodded happily, yes, he and Xiao Bai are special existences!
Fang Ping suddenly felt very touched that Guo Shengye actually sent the only special little black to him to protect him.

Guo Shengye didn't want to look at Fang Ping's face at all, and always felt that after seeing Fang Ping's face, even the skewers in his mouth would not taste good.

After watching a movie and finishing a few large plates of skewers, Fang Ping got up and was about to say goodbye.

Guo Shengye looked at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock, and said, "My house has a guest room, you can rest for one night before leaving."

Fang Ping stayed decisively, lying on the bed in the guest room, looking at the snow-white ceiling, he suddenly knew how the characters of Guo Shengye's three brothers were raised.

His parents are free-ranging, except for Guo Sheng, who was obviously brought up by Guo Shengye, so he has the confidence to be given by his family in every gesture, and he is obviously naive when he lives in society.

As for Guo Xuan and Guo Shengye, they obviously grew up wild and had their own ideas, which led to a falling out between the two brothers during the growth stage and the hormone growth period of puberty.

After thinking about it, Fang Ping fell asleep in a daze.

The next day, Fang Ping woke up at five o'clock in the morning. At this time, Guo Shengye's family members were still awake.

After Fang Ping tidied up the guest room, he tiptoed through the window and entered Guo Shengye's bedroom.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Guo Shengye sitting on the bed, with the words "I'm very upset" written all over his body, and asked with a low breath that he didn't sleep well, "Are you okay?"

Fang Pingji said in a low voice: "I'm going first, I want to say hello to you, I have to go back to school."

"Fuck off."

Guo Shengye lay down instantly, covered his head with the quilt, and continued to sleep.

Fang Ping left here lightly, returned to Mowu, and went to Huang Jing to discuss the specific matters of going to the crypt today.

However, people's lives are different. Fang Ping, who gets busy in the morning after getting up, is also different from Guo Shengye, who sleeps until noon and is woken up by his family.

Guo Shengye walked out of the bedroom with a slow pace, exhausted all over. He didn't know why he slept so deeply this time, and he was still extremely sleepy after waking up.

It stands to reason that the master should not be like this.

Guo Shengye stretched out his hand, and looked down to see the dead energy voluntarily emerging around his body.

　I have a dream, I want to write an entertainment

　　
　
(End of this chapter)