graceful retarded

Xiang Liu changed in the locker room after work, and after thinking about it, he decided to go to Bai Han and tell him that he didn't really want to do this job.

Remembering that Bai Han told him in a proud tone before that he was working on the second floor, he took the elevator to the second floor, and was dumbfounded when he reached the second floor. He lingered for a while before, but finally decided to give up, and it was impossible for him to search one by one.

"The new m?", the young man in revealing clothes spotted him, followed by a bodyguard in a muscular body, and asked a little uncertainly.

Xiang Liu was taken aback for a moment before he realized that he seemed to be treated as some kind of indescribable person.

unhappy.

"What's your attitude towards Master Ben?"

Seeing him with his hands in his trouser pockets and his face like an upstart young master, the boy and the bodyguard were a little uncertain for a moment.

Xiang Liu was cursing and pressing the elevator with his hands.

Go fast, go fast, it's exciting to be forced to pretend.

So he walked home from that high-class place in a desolate manner.

awful.

How miserable.

This was probably the longest road he had walked in his life. His legs were swollen from walking, and he was late for work the next day.

life!

Xiang Liu sighed, and counted the banknotes in his hand, no more, no less, just enough to get by.

"Forget it, take a few days off and go find a job."

He stuffed the money back into his trouser pocket, leaning against the wall and slowly walking back home.

In a black car across the street, Huang Mao stared at Xiang Liu's back, lowered his voice and said to the person on the phone, "Brother Zhang, someone found No. xxx, xx Road."

Zhang Xuan hung up the phone, checked his appearance in the mirror, took a deep breath and rang the doorbell.

The yellow hair in the car sighed, stretched his waist, "Oh, what are these things, I ran more than half of the city to find someone, really..." and accidentally saw the short-haired beauty in the co-pilot I am assembling something in my hands.

"What are you doing……".

"Snipe (˙strike˙) wooden warehouse".

Huang Mao's brain was a little short-circuited, "What did you say? ('-')".

"Don't worry, it's not bullets." The short-haired girl patted the gun in her hand, showing a slight smile on her usually expressionless face.

"I want to give my sister-in-law a little present."

"What kind of gift should be played with this thing ('-')"

"Aphrodisiac", she shook the liquid in her hand, "advanced, very gentle", seeing Huang Mao's expression of eating shit, she blinked,

"Don't be afraid, I won't beat my sister-in-law."

Huang Mao's face was instantly uglier than eating shit, oh, she wants to use this thing to spy on her brother.

oh!My God, he slammed on the brakes belatedly, and took a dangerous person off the street with extraordinary speed.

Zhang Xuan knocked on the door in front of him, and heard the sound of slippers clicking, followed by the clicking of the door lock.

Xiang Liu opened the door in a daze, "Who are you?".

"I... I met in Flanders a few days ago, my name is Zhang Xuan."

"What? What's the matter?" Xiang Liu rubbed his eyes, and his eyes finally became clearer, "Oh! You are the one", Xiang Liu said vaguely, "What's the matter?".

"That's right, I want to be your boyfriend on the premise of getting married."

Xiang Liu glanced at Zhang Xuan from head to toe with eyes as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person, and then closed the door politely.

"Tsk tsk, rich people have a lot of things to do."

Xiang Liu scratched his neck and fell asleep on the bed again.

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