Bai Yueguang, he is two hundred catties

The two went back to Kong Que's bedroom. Kong Que firmly remembered what Fang Man said, as long as he behaved, he could do it again before going to bed.

Fang Man: "..."

"You'll sleep after I beat you."

Kong Que: "Twice!"

Fang Man insisted on his own principles, said once, and slapped loudly, "There is no need to bargain, go to sleep."

Kong Que turned over smelly, lay flat on the bed and closed his eyes.

Fang Man sat on the sofa until the smell on Kong Que's body became weak and stable, and after confirming that he was asleep, he rubbed his face and sighed silently.

Fang Man remembered what he did in the basement just now. Logically speaking, he should blush all the time, but in fact, he turned hard.

He clearly knows that he is controlling Kong Que, and the most frightening thing is that he enjoys the process of controlling Kong Que, just like he enjoys the full control of the set scheduling, creating his own work bit by bit.

He doesn't know whether he became a director because of his strong desire to control, or because he became a director because of his strong desire to control. He only knows that Kong Que is not his work, he is an independent person.

Fang Man questioned his soul: Am I also a pervert?

Weird self-knowledge increases.

After 10 minutes, Fang Man thought about it, because no matter how much he struggled with it, he couldn't turn back. The matter has come to this point, so let's be a pervert. He thinks he can keep the bottom line and won't ruin Kong Que.

Old Buddha Fang Man usually patted his belly and slept on the sofa. Due to the excessive masturbation, he fell asleep in a short while.

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Far away in Africa, Zhou Xiangwan received a call.

"Angel, Mr. Kong's villa suddenly has a lot of security."

Zhou Xiangwan fostered his beloved dog with Kong Que, so he would naturally send his people to serve as temporary excrement shovelers to guard Haha's happy growth and report the situation to him every day.

"Oh?" Zhou Xiangwan curled his golden hair with his index finger, "Is Kong Que still alive?"

"Mr. Kong is still alive. He went to the hospital once in three days and was just discharged yesterday."

"understood."

Zhou Xiangwan thought about it and sent a message to Kong Que.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow haha. You have someone lay out the red carpet to welcome me."

"It's been 5 minutes and you still haven't called me back."

"It's been 10 minutes and you still haven't called me back."

"It's been half an hour, and you still haven't answered me."

Zhou Xiangwan harassed more than a dozen articles boredly, and decided to set off to visit Kong Que.

Martial law in Kong Que's manor is a very abnormal thing. After all, Kong Que stares at everyone and commits suicide. He can be used by more than a dozen killers by himself, and he is not afraid of death, so he has never brought bodyguards.

What happened to suddenly increase security?

Zhou Xiangwan suspected that Kong Que had been held hostage, and these security guards were not here to protect him, but to imprison him.

Zhou Xiangwan tied up his ball head, and slapped the table with great righteousness, thinking that as Kong Que's most immortal and best-looking ally, it's time for him to appear handsomely, save Kong Que from the fire and water, and return the favor he saved Haha last time up!

----

Fang Man sat in Kong Que's office, half of his attention was devoted to playing games, and half to Kong Que.

After Kong Que recovered a little bit of memory, he finally stopped being attached to Fang Man's big underpants, and put on his usual black tailored suit. He sat at his desk with a box of candy in his hand, and listened to Secretary Li giving him emergency make-up. who are our partners.

"This is Joseph, the Republican member of the House of Representatives of Country X. He is reluctant to cooperate with you, but you have evidence of his corruption..."

"His name is Vladimir Belev Andreevichsky Angel. He is of Chinese-Russian mixed race and is now a Russian citizen. You usually call him Zhou Xiangwan. You have complicated interests with him. He wants to swallow If you want to eat your business, you also want to eat his business, you have reached a delicate balance, and you cooperate with each other... By the way, that husky belongs to him."

……

Secretary Li had more than 100 PPTs. After speaking halfway through, Kong Que knocked on the table and said with a smile, "Miss Li, you have worked hard. Go out and rest for half an hour before you come in."

Secretary Li nodded and hurried out.Kong Que crunched a piece of candy, sat on the swivel chair and rolled to Fang Man's side.

"Fang Man, I've been working hard for two hours."

Fang Man said: "...you are awesome?"

Kong Que: "I want a reward."

Fang Man thought for a while, and said cheerfully, "Then you choose, do you want to kiss or hug?"

Kong Que tilted his head, smiled and said, "I want to fart."

Fang Man: "...All right." Fang Man really didn't expect Kong Que's ultimate hobby to be farting.

Kong Que pushed his glasses, and climbed onto the sofa fragrantly: or2z.

The suit pants are different from the big pants. When they are stretched tight, Kong Que's butt looks round and upturned. If you slap him down, there will be a rebounding force.

Fang Man stopped hitting after a while, and said: "The person who raised the husky in your house is called Zhou Xiangwan, right? Does he look like your Moonlight Goddess?"

Kong Que: "...Not like. His eyes are blue."

Fang Man said sourly: "It's not like your male god, who also helped him raise a dog. I miss Old Si the dog, and I want to take him by my side."

Kong Que: "Okay."

Fang Man paused: "Kong Que, you can never threaten me with Gou Laosi and my mother. Can you do it?"

Kong Que also agreed very simply: "Yes."

Fang Man slapped the boss and gave a pretty fart, "You are so good, I reward you."

At this time, there was a knocking sound outside the window. The key was that they were on the third floor.

Fang Man was taken aback and turned around to stare at the window.I saw a blond man wearing black leather pants, a white windbreaker, and a pair of small white wings attached to his back hanging outside the window, carrying a submachine gun and waving at Kong Que.

Fang Man: "..." What is this!