knife back man

I didn't expect you to be such a casual person, you two had sex after being together for a week, Lin Zifeng, you really let daddy down.

"Oh, what's Daze's reaction? Did he fight with you?"

"No, but dear son, you should ask Dad what my reaction is?" Lin Zifeng squatted on the toilet seat in the bathroom, with a cigarette in his mouth, but he couldn't find the lighter. Who knows where it fell in a small corner last night.

"What do you ask? Dear, do you want to talk to me about your feelings after a night of spring dinner? You should go to appease Daze first, after all, you raped him."

"Hehe." Lin Zifeng thought to himself, if he got Liao Jinze fucked, would he squat here pitifully and call you?

"What are you laughing at? Could it be Daze who fucked you?"

Lin Zifeng was silent, Qiao Yue sat up from the bed and took a deep breath, Lin Zifeng, you are such a casual person, not only slept with other people but also fucked by them, put some wax on Papa Lin's chrysanthemum.

"Three seconds of sympathy, what's the matter with you?" Qiao Yue really couldn't imagine how Lin Zifeng could be raped with one hand on the ground?

"What can happen? Stop talking, come to me."

"No." Qiao Yue refused without even thinking about it. Before this matter was put aside, he would go without saying a word, but now that the young couple is having a quarrel, what is he going to do?

"You don't love me anymore."

Qiao Yue entered the scene in a second, crying, "No, I love you, but you failed me."

"Qiao Qiao, I have loved you for 18 years, you..." Lin Zifeng pretended to sob, "You actually say that about me now."

"So what, we are not suitable after all." After Qiao Yue finished speaking, he began to laugh silly, and Lin Zifeng also laughed.

"Who have you loved for 18 years?" Liao Jinze opened the door and asked coldly.

Lin Zifeng hung up the phone, waved the cigarette in front of his eyes, and asked calmly, "Are you awake? Did you see my lighter?"

"That's your attitude towards me? Didn't you laugh happily just now?" Liao Jinze boasted that he had a good temper, but when he arrived at Lin Zifeng, he couldn't hold back the little flame of anger in his heart. Before the two of them got together, Lin Zifeng That's not the case at all. Every time I speak, I am cheerful, and I don't make sarcastic remarks at all.

"I'm done laughing, I don't want to laugh anymore."

Liao Jinze walked up to him with two big strides, "Madman, why are you doing this?"

"What? I can only tell you that I have this temper. If you want to be with me, you have to tolerate me. Before you get too deep, it's still too late to break up."

"No, I will get used to you no matter what your temper is."

Lin Zifeng patted him on the shoulder without saying anything, shook his head and walked out, looking at his sense of responsibility, why didn't he realize that Liao Jinze loved him so much before?

Liao Jinze followed and hugged him from behind.

Is the little brother going to kill the back of a dog abuser?

Qiao Yue opened the door, and immediately a man in black came over, "Master Qiao."

Qiao Yue nodded, "Excuse me, where is Wenqu?"

"This way please." The man in black led Qiao Yue to a room, "Master Wen is inside."

Qiao Yue knocked on the door, and Cheng Zhong quickly took out a piece of paper to cover the melon seeds he was eating. He always thought that although there was no so-called morality among his friends, he still had to maintain an image of loving work in front of his subordinates.

"Come in." Then Jane said.

Qiao Yue came in and went straight to Wen Qu, "I want to go out to do something, do you have time?"

Does Qiao Yue really dislike staying here?After a while, I wanted to leave.

"Is it important?"

"If you don't have time, you can find someone to take me out, or I can take a taxi by myself."

"Is it important?" Wen Qu asked again.

Qiao Yue was stunned, "Um, it's not very important." Anyway, he had rejected Lin Zifeng outright just now, but he still wanted to see him, what if he didn't feel right for a while?

"Then don't go." Wen Qu hooked the swivel chair next to him with his foot.

"You still have a long time to finish your work. I don't have much energy by myself."

"It's done, let's go." Wen Qu put down the pen in his hand.

Qiao Yue saw that he had written half of the words, and he felt like a harem concubine confused the emperor. He also felt the gazes of his three subordinates cast on him, as if he was going to eat himself, and pressed Wen Qu back. On the seat, "Go ahead, I won't go."

Wen Qu pushed the swivel chair over, "Sit next to me."

"Oh."

Wen Qusai gave him a stack of A4 papers, "Help me arrange the numbers."

Qiao Yue glanced at him vigilantly, and Wen Qu rubbed his hair, "Don't think too much about it."

Qiao Yue didn't speak, and arranged the papers according to the page number. Cheng Zhong slid the swivel chair in front of him, "Xiao Yue."

Qiao Yue shook his hand holding the paper, "Call me Qiao Yue, thank you."

"Tsk, why are you so unfamiliar?" Cheng Zhong took out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket and put them in front of Qiao Yue, "It's ten yuan."

No appointment, uncle, we don't make an appointment.

Wen Qu had already brought the trash can over, "Throw it in here."

Cheng Zhong laughed twice, "Xiao Yue, where did you go to school?"

Qiao Yue, "Crack, click, click, No. [-] Middle School."

"Xiaoyue was originally from the No. [-] Middle School. I asked why Master Wen went to No. [-] Middle School to become a teacher."

Qiao Yue glanced at Wenqu, it wasn't because of himself, if so, I'm sorry brothers, it was my fault.

"It's because of you." Wen Qu noticed his gaze and replied without raising his head.

"Tsk tsk, this is so affectionate, Xiao Yue, do you have anything you like?"

"Crack, click, click, no."

"Xiao Yue..."

"Brother, that's enough. Are you free?" Qiao Yue interrupted him, "Also, can you call me Qiao Yue? Can you not add it later? I thought you were crying."

"Yes, yes." Cheng Zhong nodded again and again, "Xiao Yue, how is your grade in your class?"

Qiao Yue took a deep breath and suppressed the idea of ​​doing it, "Qiao Yue, 19 years old, class two and three in the second middle school, there is nothing that I like very much, and my grades probably haven't passed the bottom five. I don't feel embarrassed. I will do it later. Study hard."

Cheng Zhong looked at him and blinked, "Oh."

"It's gone, the household registration check is not as strict as yours."

"Really? Let's go out to eat tonight. Do you want to eat?"

"No." Qiao Yue suppressed the anger in his heart, and replied angrily, "Just watch and order."

"Oh." Seeing that Qiao Yue was about to lose his temper, Cheng Zhong slid the swivel chair and went back. He had heard about Qiao Yue hitting someone on the head with a wine bottle, so even if he could beat Qiao Yue, Master Wen was by his side On the top, I dare not make mistakes.

Several people were busy until twelve o'clock before they finished their work. Wen Qu took Qiao Yue back to his room, took a shower and came out. Qiao Yue was crawling on the bed and playing with his mobile phone.

Wen Qu pressed on him, "Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry."

Wen Qu turned his head around and kissed his soft lips, but there was no further move.

A few seconds later, Wen Qu's lips left Qiao Yue, "I'll sleep first, and go out for dinner at night."

Qiao Yue nodded, and Wen Qu hugged him into his arms, "I've wanted to hug you like this for a long time."

"The scumbag who plotted against me."

Wen Qu smiled lightly and exerted more force on his arms, "Xiao Yue..."

Qiao Yue's heart clicked, Wen Qu finally returned to normal.