Bai Yueguang, he is two hundred catties

As soon as he got back to the villa, Kong Que went back to his room and didn't come out until dinner.

At the dinner table, Wei Lai sat on Fang Man's left, and Chu Yin sat on his right, bathed in the light of "mother-style care" and "cool guy-style care" at the same time.

Wei Lai rua, rua square full of thick hair, half envious and half loving: "Is the stomach better? It's been bad since I was a child, and I lost so much weight." Put a chopstick of meat into the bowl, "Don't lose weight, you are just right now, you are 31 years old, if you get fatter, you will get fatter."

Fang Man ate the meat first, "A loving mother is so fat, don't stretch my hips, Kong Que is still pointing at me to build muscles."

Chu Yin patted Fang Man on the shoulder and said nothing coolly, but for some reason there was a thin layer of tears in his eyes, and Fang Man was so frightened that he dared not look at him.

Wei Lai wrapped a piece of vegetable meat for Fang Man, and said, "Dog, when are you leaving?"

Fang Man said: "Looking at what Kong Que means, he will probably be very busy tomorrow morning."

Wei Lai and Chu Yin looked at each other, reached a consensus, and said in unison: "Shall we go to that haunted house at night?"

Fang Man: "...Just the three of us? You two are full and have nothing to do, are you looking for trouble?"

Wei Lai said: "It's God's will. He said that if I recite his words, he will go. Chu Yin and I decided to take turns to recite him."

Fang Man: "...Hey, I really have to go all out."

Wei Lai looked around: "Where is the lack of beauty? Ask him if he will go. Hey, why isn't Zhao Nuohong here?"

Ever since Kong Que told him that he wouldn't kill Zhao Nuohong, Fang's head didn't hurt anymore, his heart didn't hurt anymore, and his steady painting style took over the high ground again. Taking advantage of Kong Que's absence, he ate a few balls first. Meat wrapped in vegetables was enough for my mouth. Seeing chocolates on the table, I grabbed two of them and put them in my pocket. Then I stood up and said, "I'll look for it, you guys eat first."

Fang Man stood in a ventilated place, took a deep breath, filtered out the rest of the smell, and followed the faint smell of red wine to the open-air balcony on the second floor. The smell of camellia oil made Fang Man's pouty face tremble.

There was a bright moon in the sky, and there were two figures on the open-air balcony, Zhao Nuohong and Kong Que, and Fang Man doggedly hid behind the curtains, pricking up his ears to eavesdrop.

"Do you love him?" Zhao Nuohong asked affectionately and painfully.

Kong Que thought for a long time under Bai Yueguang's gaze, but he didn't understand how much worry accounted for in love. He smiled slightly and replied, "I don't know."

Zhao Nuohong said excitedly: "You don't love him like I do! I have been secretly in love with him for four years and have been looking for him for five years. He still loves me, otherwise he wouldn't target me everywhere!"

"???" Fang Man scratched his head, and a barrage of bullets popped up in his mind: Wei Weiwei, Zhao Nuohong, Wei Weiwei.

Kong Que pushed his glasses and asked strangely, "Isn't this annoying?"

"It's because of love and hate!" Zhao Nuohong took out a bank card from his pocket, crossed his hands in front of the table, and said very domineeringly: "Here is 80, leave Fangman. If you sign with our company, you can get Better development."

"80?" Kong Que smiled, "You are very interesting."

Kong Que's boring smile was full of bewilderment, which made Zhao Nuohong feel uncomfortable, "You are young, don't keep thinking about hugging people's thighs, I will give you a chance for self-development now, you should thank me. Don’t you think it’s too little?” Zhao Nuohong gritted his teeth, “One million!”

Kong Que stretched out his index finger, tapped the table, and said with a smile, "Okay, I won't let Fang Man take care of me anymore."

Zhao Nuohong thought to himself, that's all, pushed a business card over with satisfaction, "You are a smart person, here is my phone number, you can contact me at any time. Tell me Fang Man's phone number."

"I'll send it to you later." Kong Que looked up at the moon, waved his fingers, and said, "Go out."

Zhao Nuohong: "..."

Zhao Nuohong couldn't understand Kong Que's contemptuous attitude, but he had nothing to say. He only thought that he would have to wear small shoes when he met in the entertainment circle, and left resentfully.

"Fang Man, come out to look at the moon." Kong Que looked at the moon and took a sip of red wine.

Fang Man naturally knew that he could not hide from Kong Que by hiding in the curtains, so he came out calmly, collapsed on the sofa, and said, "You sold me for 100 million?"

Kong Que said, "I'll give him Secretary Li's phone number."

The moonlight was like silver, Kong Que looked up at the moon, his body seemed to be covered with a veil as thin as mist, and the smell of red wine was surprisingly calm.

Fang Man sat and shook jiojio for a while, he couldn't stand An Jingjing sitting with Kong Que and watching the moon, and asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Kong Que nodded.

Fang Man said: "Oh, let's go down and eat some more. After eating, let's go to the haunted house to play!"

Kong Que turned his face, his eyes darkened: "..."

"I, Chu Yin, Wei Lai still have God's will, plus you, there are five people, go and go!" Fang Man pulled Kong Que's wrist, shook his head and said, "Sitting here alone How boring."

Kong Que pushed his glasses, smiled and said, "I can't drag the four of you."

Fang Man frowned: "You don't need to delay, we are very strong!"

Kong Que: "...Really."