aggressive

Landlord: Actually, my fiancée came to me because there was one more thing, and that was to hold a family banquet.

Floor 8000: My heart→...

Floor 8001: Add one to ls, and there is a smell of dog blood slowly wafting over.

Floor 8002: As long as I post fast enough, I won't be abused.

Building 8003: The upstairs is really too young.

Floor 8004: Family banquet hahahaha I don’t know why I want to have a good time

Building 8005: Let me imagine that the uncle, the landlord, is wearing a handsome dress, holding a glass of red wine, drinking wine with his fiancee, and then suddenly said QAQ.

Building 8006: Hahahahahahaha

Building 8007: What did 8005 go through, why did you make me laugh!

Building 8008: As soon as I think about it, I feel that nothing will shake me.

Floor 8009: Fuck that picture!I can't do it hahahaha

Moderator: In fact, all the young ladies are listening to the story on the basis that the host and his wife are together. They already know the ending, so the process will seem abusive, but maybe the host’s wife doesn’t like the host at all.

Building 8010: Second moderator.

Building 8011: The moderator said dei!

Building 8012: Well-founded and convincing.

Landlord: Oh, why did the moderator suddenly reveal the truth?Indeed, at this time, my wife and I were just in a normal subordinate-subordinate relationship, but we bought another bed and put each other together, sharing the same bed at night.It's just that my wife cooks for me.snort!

Floor 8013: ...Who will drag this person away?

Building 8014: Moderators, ban your words, the host is blatantly despising your authority.

Floor 8015: The hum at the end is too cute.

Building 8016: Wake up upstairs, think about an uncle with a beard and pouting his lips, hahahahaha I'm sorry for you!Kneeling.jpg

Floor 8017: Thank you upstairs for waking me up.

Host: Hey, hey, I'm not an uncle, I'm only 28 this year, okay?There is also a moderator, I always feel that your statement is a bit familiar?

Moderator: ha ha ^-^

Before Zhang Cha left, he notified Fu Lingqiu of the family banquet on Saturday, and specifically told him to go.

"Also pay attention to safety."

Zhang Cha dropped this sentence pointingly, greeted Luo Huai, and left with his high heels.

Fu Lingqiu thought about this several times, and suddenly he turned sideways and held the hands of Luo Huai who was sitting beside him, and said solemnly: "The only person I can trust now is you!"

"..." Luo Huai looked away from Fu Lingqiu's face, looked out of the French window and said, "Secretary Zhang is fine too..."

The family banquet sounds all kinds of high-end, Luo Huai can't go if he can't.

Fu Lingqiu dropped his hands, lowered his head and sighed, "Secretary Zhang, he will collapse."

Luo Huai thought about how Secretary Zhang was about to cry, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

"Then..." Luo Huai paused, thinking of it as contributing to the safety of Secretary Zhang's life, he asked slowly, "What can I do?"

Fu Lingqiu raised his head and said with gratitude in his eyes: "It doesn't need to be too much trouble, I just call you when I'm drunk, and you go and rescue me."

Luo Huai repeated, and asked with some uncertainty: "Save, save?"

"Yes!" Fu Lingqiu's eyes sparkled, and his tone was excited: "You understand, right? It's written in those novels, and there will be all kinds of conspiracies when drunk!"

"I don't read novels..." Luo Huai said blankly, "Did I say that before?"

"..."

Fu Lingqiu died down, and leaned on the sofa with a sluggish expression: "Anyway, that's it. You can do this, right? It can be counted as your salary."

Luo Huai was a little surprised by Fu Lingqiu's face-changing speed, "It's okay, but boss, can you still make phone calls when you're drunk?"

Fu Lingqiu said in a deep voice, "Yes, please trust me."

Luo Huai: "..."

Having said that, Luo Huai was still worried when it really came to Saturday.After all, how sober a person will be when he is drunk is guaranteed to be a ghost.

Seeing Luo Huai's insistence, Fu Lingqiu picked out a suit for him and said lavishly, "Just use it as work clothes."

"thank you boss."

After getting along with Fu Lingqiu for half a month, Luo Huai knew what Fu Lingqiu's temperament was like, so he didn't refuse, saying that it was a work attire and he would wear it as a work attire in the future.

As night fell, Luo Huai stayed in the underground parking lot, sitting in Fu Lingqiu's car waiting for orders.

Fu Lingqiu went in at 07:30 p.m., and now it is [-]:[-], and the banquet has already started for half an hour.

Luo Huai flicked his phone boredly, watched TV dramas with headphones on, and chatted with his mother on WeChat by the way.Luo Huai's father has been discharged from the hospital, and now he is recuperating at home and cannot go to work for the time being.

Luo Huai's mother first told Luo Huai a few words, and finally couldn't help but said that if she was tired, she should go home early, she missed Luo Huai very much.

Luo Huai pursed his lips. He also asked Fu Lingqiu about his vacation before, and Fu Lingqiu gave him the answer that Luo Huai could go back on weekends and finish part-time work half a month before the end of summer vacation.

So Luo Huai looked at the calendar and made the calculations, planning to go home next weekend to have a look. Anyway, his home is not far from here, and it only takes half a day to go back and forth.

Luo Huai's mother was also very happy when she found out, and said with a smile in her voice that she would make a big table of delicious food and wait for him to come back.

Luo Huai also hooked his lips and smiled. In the past 20 years, he has never looked forward to going home so much.It may be that this accident made him know the importance of cherishing.At least he hasn't lost it yet.

Thinking wildly, there was another WeChat message, which was sent by Fu Lingqiu.

Click to open it, it is a bed photo.

It's really just a picture of a bed.

Fu Lingqiu told him before that generally family banquets will be held in the villa at home, and usually not in the hotel, there must be a reason for something strange.

At that time, while cooking, Luohuai teased Fu Lingqiu that he was really a local tycoon, the son of a nobleman.

Now that I think about it, there really is a reason.

But Luo Huai hesitated, whether to save or not?What if it's a bad thing?

good thing...

Luo Huai's meal, is it a good thing?

Before he had time to think about it, Fu Lingqiu sent another message.

[Fifth Floor, Room 520]

Having given clear instructions, Luo Huai grabbed her phone and got out of the car, then ran towards the elevator.

As the floor continued to rise, Luo Huai's heart began to beat faster and faster.Obviously he just went to work to "save the boss", why did he feel the excitement of doing bad things?

With a ding, the elevator door slowly opened.The corridor was silent, and the orange lights were on.Luo Huai counted the house numbers and found Room 520 one by one.

The door was half-closed, Luo Huai knocked on the door twice but got no response, so he had to push the door open and go in.The room is a couple's suite, decorated tenderly and sweetly, and there is a secret fragrance in it.

Luo Huai was still a little dazed when he entered, but when he came to the bed, there was only Fu Lingqiu on it.

Drunken-eyed, half of the clothes on his upper body had been peeled off, and Fu Lingqiu was still taking off his pants.

Yes, please trust me.

Luo Huai: "..."

The author has something to say: Luo Huai: Sure enough, you can't believe the words of a dramatist.

Fu Lingqiu: Please trust me, it's my job.

Luo Huai: I can't even believe it.