Bound to the scumbag male system, the goddesses always want to keep me

"Your surname is also Lu? It's only one more character than Brother Lu Xun. Fortunately, you already have a wife, otherwise the Sixth Elder would definitely take you in. I used to think that no matter how handsome a man is, there is an upper limit, but after meeting Brother Lu Only then did you realize that I am shallow and ignorant, brother." Kong Yu said with a smile, he didn't think much about it, after all, there are many people with the same name and surname in the world.

What's more, a man with a bracelet is worthy of trust.

Everyone in Mocheng Yanliu knows: You don’t have to trust men, but you can always trust bracelets.

"Okay, I have to wrong Brother Lu to live in our courtyard tonight. Although my brother is an outer sect deacon, you know, that is just a name. He is not even treated as well as a small inner sect disciple."

Kong Yu had long been used to it, but he still explained it in a self-deprecating way.

Who is born a male? Isn’t it difficult?

"What did Brother Kong say? Brother Kong and I hit it off as old friends and were quite cordial. If Brother Kong doesn't dislike me, we will be half-brothers from now on."

Lu Xun showed a sincere smile, and an actor's self-cultivation should be kept in mind at all times.

You can be at ease in Emperor Star, and good acting here can save your life.

"I didn't expect that I, Kong Yu, also have relatives. Come on, brother Lu, I will treat you to a drink. You must have a good time tonight."

After saying that, Kong Yu put his arms around Lu Xun and entered the thatched cottage. Although the name is called thatched cottage, it is also a small courtyard covering an area of ​​two or three acres, with white jade as the floor and jade as benches.

The courtyard is decorated with carved dragons and phoenixes, and the layout is not shabby at all.

While Lu Xun cried out in his heart, he suspected that Kong Yu was a Versailles native from the Emperor Star.

His grandma's, otherwise it would be so Versailles?

Under the moonlight, in the courtyard, Lu Xun and Kong Yu were drinking wine, chatting more and more deeply, and the more they talked, the more speculative they became.

……

The night is like the ink spitted out by a squid, smearing the entire Wencheng.

The bright lights of thousands of houses always bring peace and warmth to people's hearts.

The night is deeper, but it is different from the cold and biting nights in winter.

The April night is intoxicating, and the beauties who have long been eager to show off their grace and grace linger in the night, swaying their white thighs.

Compared with the bustle of other shops in the old commercial street, Laoshayu Hot Pot Restaurant has long been closed. Only a yellow light on the second floor tells everyone that someone lives here.

The old man managed the business well, and he only opened the business once a year, but it lasted for three years, three years and three years.

What's more, as an invisible rich man, he is not interested in money.

Tonight is a special case. Even the young ladies on the street don't care to appreciate it. They sit at the desk with a yellowed notebook.

Words have a magical power, they are white and radiant.

until……

There was a knock on the door, and the old man frowned slightly.

People who come at night are uninvited guests except the young ladies. Unfortunately, the young ladies will not like a bad old man.

Unless, the bad old man is covered in gold, jewelry and diamonds.

So...uninvited guests arrive.

The old man was even more unhappy.

Snapped.

The old man pulled the light cord and turned off the light.

This kind of old switch is rarely seen in Wencheng.

Sure enough...it was quiet for a moment.

Then, the damn knocking on the door continued, and it was more urgent and louder than before.

The old man's brows furrowed into a frown, thinking that as long as the Emperor Star didn't explode, he would teach others how to behave.

Young people, are they so ignorant of etiquette and do not know how to advance or retreat?

The old man opened the window and jumped down.

As light and fluttering as a fallen leaf, no, falling to the ground silently like a snowflake.

He looked at the person's back and said calmly: "You'd better give me a reason not to beat you to death."