The heroine's brother is salted fish online

Just when Lu Xiaolei fell into the despair that he had completely bent over, a message appeared on his mobile phone at the right time:

"Are you coming back for dinner tonight? I brought Fenghexuan's Eight Treasure Duck and Wensi Tofu."

The signature is that Lu Xiaolei is very familiar with "Xiaoxiao."

He stared at the phone screen that had finally darkened sadly because he ignored it for a long time, and became dazed.

Chu Xiao was telling him to go home for dinner.

Lu Xiaolei has been to Fenghexuan twice for entertainment. After tasting the dishes there, he has been thinking about when he will try to make them at home. Unfortunately, these two dishes are too labor-intensive. Ended with failure.

And the rest of the waste was picked up by Chu Xiao without exception.

That person seemed to have the ability to eat the miserable-looking stuff to make it look like a full banquet. He said that he was a son of a family, so he naturally raised and piled up delicacies since he was a child, but he was the only one who didn't touch the dust at all.

Even if you are doing cleaning and washing, it is good-looking.

But sitting with Lu Xiaolei, who was covered in oily smoke, he seemed to have descended from the sky and received the breath of the earth.

Since then, when Chu Xiao occasionally ate something good, he would bring some to Lu Xiaolei. He laughed when he saw him squatting on a chair like a gluttonous mouse eating.

The corners of the eyes are slightly curved, and the obsidian-like pupils are full of smiles.

Lu Xiaolei suddenly had a very strong desire to hug him.

I want to lie on the sofa as usual and watch TV while saying that today that little bastard He Xiang left the car, that the old man He was hospitalized by his grandson, and that He Xiang and Shen Rufeng came out of the closet.

Then he can also make fun of him for not being straight on the beam and crooked on the beam after he gave a noncommittal smile.

At times like this, Chu Xiao would often have one or two witty words to turn him into an army, and finally Lu Xiaolei became angry and scuffled with him.

He seems to have gotten used to this kind of life.

Lu Xiaolei stayed for a long time, but still picked up the phone, clicked on the message and took a closer look.

Chu Xiao didn't mention what happened during the day in the text message.

Lu Xiaolei could feel the meaning of retention in Chu Xiao's words.

This person actually understood what he meant by the sentence he almost said during the day.

But he didn't want to chat anymore, but let him go home for dinner.

Chu Xiao is showing weakness.

Lu Xiaolei suddenly felt his nose a little sore, this stinking idiot, why bother to give in to himself like this, why bother to make himself so humble.

Obviously he was making trouble for no reason.

It seems that Chu Xiao really has been accommodating him since the showdown between the two of them. Except for the occasional pranks that cannot be compromised, Lu Xiaolei let Lu Xiaolei do almost everything.

He typed out a sentence: "Come back in a while, warm up the duck for me."

After thinking about it, I deleted all of them, turned off the phone and put it in the car.

It only takes half an hour to get back to Chu Xiao's apartment from the hospital here, so he might as well go home and warm up by himself. If Chu Xiao really does it, he will destroy a delicious duck if he doesn't keep it.

No way, this omnipotent Mr. Chu seems to lack a bit of talent in cooking.

Lu Xiaolei started the car, looked at himself in the rearview mirror, and suddenly his heart brightened.

He wants to go home, eat his own duck and tofu, and then tell that man that he will not run away, and do whatever he likes.

He was going to grab him hard, pinch him, and beat him up again, whoever called this bastard actually bent him.

然后他要抱住那个被他揍得鼻青脸肿的男人，冲着那张总是巧舌如簧的小嘴咬下去，然后跟他做|爱。

Just in front of that French window, without the curtains, anyway, there are no buildings around that can be taller than his house, and then they have sex in the moonlight that covers the floor.

Anyway, Xiao Xiangchuxiao's muscles have not been in a day or two. If he is really with him, it will be all his, and he can toss and toss as he likes.

The two of them were arguing in their own house aboveboard, and no one could control them.

Then when they were tired, they hugged each other and fell asleep until the next day when the sun fell heavily on their heads, and they woke up in the slightly hot sunlight.

Then the two looked at each other stupidly and smiled, oh yes, that dog is still angry, he will probably hold him in a daze and bite him, and then he will bite back unwillingly. In the end, the two of them got into a fight, and it was another firewood A nonsense.

No matter what will happen to Chu Xiao's votes tomorrow, and no matter what the second-rate gossip tabloids will write the next day, in short, he will be with him.

Just thinking about it like this made his face feel slightly hot, and he couldn't help curling up with the hand holding the steering wheel, and couldn't help but slightly increase the accelerator.

He glanced at the rearview mirror, looked at the amorous person inside, and said with a sneer, "Lu Xiaolei, you are so fucking crazy, you can be so obsessed with just reading a text message like this, straight man's face I'm really going to be thrown away by you."

Going home from the hospital has to go through a crossroads. At this time, the evening rush hour has passed, and the lights lit up in the night make this city completely different from the daytime.

Before the intersection was a small road with fairly good road conditions. At this time, there were not too many vehicles on the street. Lu Xiaolei took the opportunity to speed up a little. The performance of the Bugatti was excellent. The engine roared, and then the speed rose steadily.

Seeing that the intersection was right in front of him, suddenly a traffic police not far ahead waved him to pull over.

Depend on!Lu Xiaolei looked down at his dashboard, and the speed pointer was steadily pointing at 70 yards.

Oh, it's too fast.

Lu Xiaolei had no choice but to pull over the car silently, thinking about how to explain to the police uncle that he was speeding.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the car stopped, the police who had just waved came over and knocked on his window.

Lu Xiaolei rolled down the car window bitterly, and was about to start crying and tell his wife that his wife was about to give birth, so he accidentally went too fast and begged the traffic police uncle to spare him this time.

Unexpectedly, when he saw the face of the little traffic policeman, a smile stuck on his face, and he couldn't say what he thought of, as if his mouth was burned.

The person in front of him was actually the traffic policeman who dealt with the accident between him and He Xiang in the afternoon.

What a goddamn encounter, it was the first time he felt that C City was so small.

Lu Xiaolei felt that he really didn't read the almanac when he might go out today.

When the little traffic policeman saw that it was him, he was amused: "Why is it you again? I just saw a car that looked like yours from a distance. After all, there are very few people in City C who can afford this car. I didn't expect it to be you. "

Lu Xiaolei smiled wryly.

The little traffic policeman took out the toast detector and the small notebook with ease: "Tell me, what's going on this time? Could it be that there is another car chasing you behind, asking you for urgent syrup?"

"That's not possible." Lu Xiaolei took the breathalyzer very cooperatively, and decided to make a desperate struggle: "Let's do it, I'm in a hurry."

"Stop talking nonsense, don't I need to teach you the old rules?" The little traffic policeman glared at him.

Lu Xiaolei blew very cooperatively, um, it's still zero.

The little traffic policeman rustled and drew on the small notebook, Lu Xiaolei saw what he meant, he was memorizing his license plate number, and hurriedly stopped him: "Don't, little brother, I have something urgent to do today, why don't you let it go Give me a ride?"

The little traffic policeman showed him a sincere smirk: "Come on, the monitoring system of the police car we drove followed you for 8 minutes and watched you speeding for 8 minutes. That's fine, don't say anything, buckle up!" Three points, 100 yuan, go to the traffic police detachment to deal with it on weekdays."

After finishing speaking, he tore off a ticket with a swish and slapped Lu Xiaolei on it.

Lu Xiaolei looked down and saw that his own speed monitoring was written on it as 90 yards per hour.

When he saw the ticket, he quickly stopped the little traffic policeman: "No, I just looked at my dashboard, and it's only 70, how can there be 90, you are a fictional fact, I can complain about you, believe it or not!"

The little traffic policeman was amused when he heard it, this was the first time he saw someone who dared to argue with him face to face, and immediately looked at Lu Xiaolei up and down with an expression of "man, you are very courageous, I remember you".

Lu Xiaolei was a little scared by him, but he still stared back very stubbornly: "What? Do you dare to do it or not?"

The little traffic police took back the fine just now, and tore it to pieces in front of Lu Xiaolei. Lu Xiaolei hurriedly said: "Ah, ah, why are you still trying to destroy the criminal evidence? You little comrade..."

Before Lu Xiaolei could finish speaking, the other party had already issued another ticket, and took a photo of Lu Xiaolei's face again: "We will adjust the monitoring to further verify your specific speed, but the speed limit on urban roads here is before ten o'clock in the evening. 50, you said your speed is 70 per hour, that means over 20% but less than 50% over the speed limit, now you will be deducted three points and fined 100 yuan, do you have any objections?"

Lu Xiaolei was honest this time, he took off the ticket on his face, still a little unconvinced: "Then... how to settle the debt you just wronged me?"

The little traffic policeman glared at him: "Then what if you interfere with official duties and cause trouble on purpose?"

Lu Xiaolei was finally at a loss for words, he put his fine ticket on him in desperation, and prepared to drive away.

The little traffic policeman turned around and just took two steps forward, then turned back.

Lu Xiaolei just sat in the car and was fastening his seat belt. When he saw the other party coming over and knocking on his car window, he shook down obediently, and said angrily:

"Why do you still have advice, old man?"

The little traffic policeman was happy to see his reluctance and reluctance: "I said you guys, don't just rely on how much money you have to drive a sports car and do whatever you want. You see, you are the only ones racing on the streets these days. These rich second generations, don’t want to die or what? There are laws above money, today I’m going to teach you a lesson, understand? When you save your life because of regulated driving, you will know how to thank us.”

Lu Xiaolei had a dirty face and didn't speak.

The little traffic policeman was still about to talk, when he suddenly heard a screeching sound of brakes not far behind him, just when he wanted to turn around to see if something happened again.

Suddenly he felt a pain in his chest, and looked down, there was a blood hole at some point, and blood was gurgling out.

Then there was a scream from the surrounding crowd.

The little traffic policeman just fell down without saying a word, Lu Xiaolei was still in a daze, completely unaware of what happened in the ten seconds just now.

A van that just stopped not far away suddenly got off more than a dozen burly men, walking straight towards Lu Xiaolei.

Lu Xiaolei looked at the little traffic policeman hanging on his car window, hesitated for a moment, and decided to open the car door and help the man in.

In a blink of an eye, the group of people had already come to him. Just as Lu Xiaolei was about to make a move, he found a black gun pointed at him.

No matter how good his skills are, it is impossible for him to be faster than the opponent's bullet.

He silently raised his hand.