Old Xu used the method of keeping a dog to fall in love

In a certain high-end residential complex, in a certain residential building, there is a man in a certain high-rise resident.

The man sat on the dining table with a plate of meat slices in front of him.

"Hmm... As expected, I have been engaged in high-intensity exercise with a strong heart." After the man finished speaking, the mobile phone beside him rang.

The man opens a document.

After reading it, the man licked his lips with his tongue and grinned: "Jiang Liren, nice to meet you."

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Hello everyone, my name is Jiang Liren.

I'm sitting in front of that little table in my house right now.My dick was originally placed in the middle, but now the bag is placed in the middle of me, and the circle around it has been emptied by me.

First of all, I want to apologize and I want to take back what I said in the last chapter.Although I don't have much memory of the appearance of this bag, I have a very good memory of its interior.Just because I saw the picture of the bag, I recalled those memories, and I threw up.

Now these portraits are being held back by me.Let me take a deep breath first to calm down my overwhelmed stomach.

I opened a picture first.

"vomit!"

OKCover your mouth!I, calm down!Calm down!Calm down!

When I saw these paintings for the first time, I remembered something, something closely related to this painting.

On a dark and windy night, I was half squatting, and a woman lying flat in front of me had her stomach cut open.She was calling for help from me, calling out weakly and hard.

I took out one of her organs.

Well, there is only such a short memory, and it is shown one by one like a ppt playback.But this dynamic portrait that stopped abruptly made me think about it.

Mom, I feel so scary, what's going on!

How can this kind of operation, this kind of atmosphere be like a horror movie? Could it be that I am actually a psychopath inside?

But if you think about it carefully, this abnormal theory cannot stand scrutiny.There is nothing in my house that proves my psychopathy, except for the horror comics.

Besides, I feel that I live a clean and innocent life, the kind that is even more innocent than a big girl with yellow flowers.

I want to calm down, calm down, calm down...

Put this thing down for now, let it go!Don't shake!

I should find some time to go back to my mother and sister, and recall my previous memories.As long as the previous memories come back, I don't have to worry about whether I am a pervert or not.

Thinking of this, I lifted the quilt and shivered and got into my little quilt to sleep.

The night shrouded the earth, and the bright moonlight could only illuminate one place.

It shines out... my face, my knife, and the corpse full of knives.

"Grass," I yelled violently, and after I finished, I realized it was just a dream, a very real dream: "Grass plants." Inexplicably, I automatically added a sentence to make up for the foul language I just said.Probably because I was trained by my mother to reflexively not even be able to speak swear words.

But I didn't pay attention to my words at the time, because my heart was beating so fast and my forehead was covered with cold sweat.

My dream is that painting.

My eyes fell on the painting on the table. The portrait that I should have turned back before I fell asleep was now placed in front of me. The painting on it was the corpse of a woman whose whole body was pierced with sharp weapons.

Mom!Holy Mary!Queen Mother!I can't really be a murderer, can I?

No... I'm not.Me, I threw the painting away first.threw!These pictures must have disturbed my mind!Definitely yes!As long as the painting is gone, I will be fine.

I tore up all the portraits, even cut the bags, and stuffed the garbage into black opaque garbage bags.

Fear, panic surrounded me, my hands and feet were cold, stiff, and trembling.

After trembling downstairs, I walked to the place where the garbage was thrown.

"What rubbish!" The woman's voice was loud and urgent.

Looking back, she has brown-black skin, a wrinkled face, and a pair of eyes that stare like copper bells—female, wide eyes.

Was she murdered? !

"What kind of trash are you?" The woman frowned and looked at me suspiciously.

The two stocks are fighting each other, and they almost want to go first.

"I... I'm not trash." I'm not a psycho, I'm not a fighter among trash!

"Who asked what kind of garbage you are? I'm asking what kind of garbage is in your bag? Now sort the garbage, don't throw it away for me." The woman came up and wanted to grab my garbage bag.

I took two steps back in a hurry, and almost knocked my left foot on my right foot and fell a big butt.

"I, I won't throw it away." After finishing speaking, I ran away.

It's really fast. I don't think I've run so fast in my life.

I almost cried when I took the elevator.How did my pig brain just come up with such a bad idea, how easy it is to be found if it is shredded and thrown in the trash.Don't you see that most things thrown in the trash can be recovered and even shredded paper can be restored?

Or go home, soak the paper in ink, and wait until it is dark before flushing the toilet.Yes, those drug criminals on TV who destroy their bodies and wipe their traces are all throwing criminal items into the toilet and flushing them down the sewer.

When I got out of the elevator door and was less than ten steps away from my door, I was so shocked that I almost peed out of it.

A burly man stood at my door fiercely.

When he heard the voice behind him, he turned his head and looked at me with wide-eyed tiger eyes, not angry but pretentious.

Help... who is he?Did I mess with someone?Could it be the police?Is this plainclothes police coming to arrest me?Or is it my creditors who come to collect the debt?Is he going to cut off some of my organs and sell them?

Mom, sister, come and save me!

"Slap." There was a slap on my shoulder, and I slumped on the ground following the force of the slap.

"Hey, little brother. What's wrong with you?" Looking up, it's my sister!My sister!

"Sister..." Hey, sister, I will never call you a married old woman anymore, you are my savior.save me!

"Crying and crying, you are paralyzed when you are slapped. Do you still look like a man!" The burly man yelled at me.

"Dad, if you don't talk, no one will think you are dumb!" My sister stood in front of me and shouted at the big man.

Eh... ehhhh!dad?dad!Is this my dad?Why, why is it so scary, does he hate me very much?

"What's wrong with me scolding him! As a man, you are less courageous than you, so scolding him still wronged him!" The big man scolded.

"Jiang Zhiyong! If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb; but if you talk, you may be regarded as dumb by others!" At this time, the mother standing behind let out a roar of the east lion.

KO

Jiang Zhiyong, that is, my father.He curled his lips and said nothing.

My elder sister naturally pouted and asked me to open the door.

And I... because I panicked when I went out in the morning, I didn't bring the key. Fortunately, I was so panicked that I didn't even lock the door, so I was able to enter the door.

Naturally, I was scolded by my mother a lot.I held my black bag of "evidence" and sat by the bed listening to my mother's scolding.

"Why are you holding your bag all the time? It's about to loosen." My mother stepped forward to snatch my black bag.

Now this bag is my life, it contains the evidence that I am a sharkman!How could I give it to others!

The tug-of-war started between me and my mother.The mother pulls it, and the son pulls it away.

"Hey, mom, don't force my brother if he doesn't give it to you. His brain has just been bumped, so don't stimulate him." The old lady spoke.

Because of the help from the old lady, I successfully protected the black princess trash bag in this round.

"Hey, look at your kennel. How long have you kept this fermented bean curd?" After turning around, my mother lifted my fermented bean curd that probably had been stored for a long time, and said disgustedly: "Hey ...It's all moldy. It's about to be lost!"

My mother unscrewed the cover of the fermented bean curd, and then smashed the green fermented bean curd into my face.

"I think it's okay to eat, isn't fermented bean curd preserved?" Although I said it without confidence, I really had this thought.This kind of canned pickled food is especially suitable for storage.

"I don't want you to think, I want me to think!" My mother tricked me into learning cheats, and I was willing to bow down.

"Okay." I said quietly.

"Okay, okay. The child can do whatever he wants, can you still spoil him for the rest of his life?" Dad spoke at this time.

I guess they came to see me in the morning on purpose to care about me.Although their concern is quite awkward, but I am still very happy.

And I feel even more that I can't be that kind of perverted murderer, because most of the twisted people's original families should be bad, and I have a proud father who cares about me, a worried mother who cares about me, and a poisonous snake Way to care about my sister.I'm definitely not that pervert.

"All right, all right, I can't say no to you two." My mother said impatiently, waving her hands at this time.

The old lady looked at her parents, then changed the subject and asked me: "Did you thank the young lady who took you to the hospital?"

My head is full of question marks, why did this question suddenly appear.

"Not yet." When I saw that painting yesterday, my mind was filled with PPT memories. How could I remember the goddess?

But the old lady is right, I should also thank her for others being so kind to help me.And doesn't this create an opportunity to meet each other!Come and go again and again, won't you be familiar with it?Hahahahaha, I'm such a clever little ghost.

"I'm going to find her now." I called the goddess very anxiously in front of my parents.

After the phone call, I first said the first sentence.

"Goddess, it's me!" God, it's too shameful.How can I say such a thing in front of my parents?

But the goddess on the opposite side didn't embarrass me, but replied me with a smile: "Mr. Jiang doesn't need to be called that. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I can't bear the name of a god. Mr. Jiang can just call me Xiao Xu." "The goddess is really humorous and funny.

I also remembered that it said on the pornographic film: Xu Xuexuan.

"That, Miss Xu Xuexuan." I opened my mouth.My God, the female character is also nice to hear, so elegant to say.

"What's the matter, Mr. Jiang?" the goddess asked.

I glanced at my family members, and said, "I, I want to treat you to a meal to thank you for saving your life." I mustered up the courage to propose an invitation to Xu Xuexuan.

Xu Xuexuan was silent for a while, and then asked with a smile: "Do you want to invite me to dinner?" The accent is 'you'.

I had a flash of inspiration as if I had opened up the second vein of Ren Du, and I understood the meaning of the goddess.The goddess probably thought it was not good for me to go out to eat with her alone.Oh my gosh, Goddess is such a traditional person.

"My father, mother, sister, and brother-in-law are also going, and my whole family would like to thank you." Hehe, I added this sentence, so you don't have to be afraid.

The young lady replied: "Okay. Then, why don't we have a banquet on the top floor of the Diguang Building. I think that one is very delicious."

"Okay, Miss Sister, let's see you this weekend!"

The author has something to say:

In fact, there are quite a lot of miscellaneous stalks in the article, some of which I think are interesting.Can you dig into it?

Everyone, let's guess... the hero's last name [← this is a meme]

The guessing secret of the previous chapter: Of course this terrifying thing belongs to Lao Xu.

Guess: Will Lao Xu accompany the goddess to eat with Renren in the restaurant?

A: yes

B: no

Preview: Will my dinner with the goddess go smoothly?If you can predict what will happen next, just comment and you will know.