Sweet Pet Dog Abuse Law

Zhang Mian giggled and pretended, "I pity you for fear of getting sick from the cold."

"Do you have any medicine?" Chu Mu stretched out his hand to grab Zhang Mian and locked it in his arms fiercely, his strength stunned him.

Forcibly standing with the man under a coat, leaning against each other forcibly, Zhang Mian struggled to raise his head, Chu Mu put his arm around his waist and stroked his back with one hand, the biting chill seemed to have subsided a lot, both of them It's hard for a big man to hug him like this, so Zhang Mianteng's face became hot, and he silently removed his hands from around Chu Mu's neck and pressed them to his chest, muttering, "I have no cure for you."

"You have." Unable to tell whether it was intentional or not, Chu Mu gently brushed the boy's ear with his mouth, and whispered in his breath, "When I get sick someday, try kissing me."

"Simply, it's more than shameful!" He clamped his legs and didn't really want to admit that he reacted with just a small movement. This kind of reaction of being lifted up so easily is really embarrassing and terrible!

Chu Mu buried his head on Zhang Mian's neck and said in a low voice, "I don't know what shame is, Young Master Zhang, teach me?"

"You wait!" The ear is his hardest hit area, but Chu Mu kisses there every time. Zhang Mian stands on tiptoe and wants to bite back regardless of his image. This action makes his eyes look up, and the moment of raising his eyes is fleeting. The corners of her dark blue skirt flashed before her eyes.

Fucking my heart, I immediately pushed the man away like an electric shock.

Zhang Mian's actions also reminded Chu Mu, he looked back to see that there was no one behind him, he kneaded his eyebrows in self-blame, and ignored it for a while.

"what happened?"

To be honest, he lost his mind in just a second, and the ambiguous and entangled atmosphere disappeared without a trace. Zhang Mian gasped for breath but his whole body was cold, and he was stunned for a long time before saying: "I just misread, I thought someone was there." Not wanting to stay here anymore, he hurriedly pulled the man and urged, "Let's go, I'm really tired."

Chu Mu always felt that Zhang Mian must have seen something, and later they 'ran into' the Yan family on the way to the parking lot. Zhang Mian never deliberately hid his emotions, and it seemed that the Yan family's mouth was about to be written off. The sky is gone, Chu Mu understood, "Master Yan, is something wrong?"

Yan Shao's father's face was greasy, and now he would wipe the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief and said nervously: "Just now my son is not sensible, I'm afraid it will make Xiao Mian unhappy. My cub cares, he is used to being wild outside."

"Chu Mu, is it hot today?" Zhang Mian shrank his neck, as if he was afraid of sweating.

Chu Mu did not reply to him, but said to Yan Shao: "It is inevitable for children to have small farces, and the affairs between us adults will not be affected. Mr. Yan, let's talk back."

"Xiao Yan, come and apologize to Mr. Chu!"

"No need." Chu Mu raised his hand to stop him, with a half-smile, "It's common for children to be ignorant, and my family Zhang Mian also has something that makes Mr. Yan unhappy, so there's no need to be so ignorant."

Being glanced at by the man, Yan Shao felt that his throat was so cold that it was bone-chilling, and it seemed as if a hole would burst open to bleed when he moved vigorously. When Chu Mu and his eyes met, he couldn't help trembling. A kind of contempt and contempt from beginning to end.

Declining to say it is also a way of refusing, and sometimes it is even more annoying than direct refusing.

His father's lesson must be endured, he lowered his head and clenched his fists until he turned white after listening to the first sentence.

"What kind of green onion are you who can be stubborn with Zhang Mian! Before the old man died, he held his grandson in his hands and gave him whatever he wanted. That is an ancestor who was born at the right time with a golden spoon in his mouth. You didn't make friends with him before. It’s fine to have a friend, but now he’s blatantly against him, look at the whole venue who dares to confront him head-on!”

"Without Chu Mu, Zhang Mian can still eat and drink spicy food, how about you!"

"You're not even a fart without me!"

Yan Yi's rationality broke down: "Chu Mu will never give up our cooperation for him. Isn't Zhang Mian just hiding behind Chu Mu now? We don't need to pay attention to him at all. It's not the piece of material in the mall, he just eats, drinks and plays for people to support."

"If he didn't have a great grandfather and brother, he would be a lazy waste, wouldn't he?"

When his father heard this, he immediately flew over and slapped him. Dadongong's face was stiff, and the sound of the slap was several times louder than usual: "This is what you can say? There are no permanent enemies or permanent friends in the mall." , what should be said and what should not be said, what kind of face should be put on when!" The old face turned pale and saw Zhao Simin who was slowly walking over. Reflect on yourself, I don't have a reckless son like you!"

Zhao Simin was very embarrassed, put his hands on his chest and smiled politely: "Hello, Uncle."

Father Yan still gave his son face in front of outsiders. Although his face was still ashen, he nodded his head and said to his son, "It's time to settle down when you're not young."

Zhao Simin was still smiling, even if he was shivering, he had to maintain the most perfect smile. This is what Yan's father was beating on himself.

When the people left, she breathed a sigh of relief and put her arms around Yan Shao's arm, and asked in a friendly tone: "Why don't you go in?" Unexpectedly, what was waiting was not Yan Dashao's smiling face, but a skyrocketing anger and a smile. It was too late to hide the slap in the face.

"Bitch!" Yan Shao didn't treat his female companion gently as usual, but instead grabbed Zhao Simin's hair roughly and made her look up, "It's just as annoying as Zhang Mian's son-in-law!" After finishing speaking, he threw him into the snow with all his strength. in the field.

Surrounded by snow that melted on his skin, Zhao Simin looked stern and dared not speak, but lay quietly in the snow without saying a word.

Because it was snowing, Chu Mu was also driving slowly. Zhang Mian was glad that he was driving slowly, otherwise he would not have seen such a wonderful scene. I heard that Zhao Simin went to sell it. The people he met at the beginning were either rich or expensive, plus they had good looks. They are not bad at learning, so it is not difficult to be close to rich people. Nowadays, many people like girls from colleges and universities. Such students are cool and have face when they go out.

"So this is a high-class prostitute." He said lightly, and raised his hand to wipe the fog on the car window, making an uncomfortable noise when his fingers rubbed against the glass.

"You and Yan Shao had conflicts at the beginning?" Chu Mu didn't care about Zhang Mian's words, and the dark blue looked further and further away.

After a while, Zhang Mian came back to his senses and shook his head with a displeased expression on his face: "I'm not a hedgehog who wants to quarrel when I see someone. The arrogance of the stinky boy is not very respectable at the beginning. I was talking to him at the time. I don't care about it, if he didn't take the initiative to talk to me today, I would definitely not say a word to him."

"That's it." Chu Mu raised his eyebrows, touched Zhang Mian's head with a smile and touched the red light, "Don't worry about them from now on."

They were used, Zhang Mian rarely nodded this time, remembering Zhao Simin's eyes when he fell to the ground just now, although he glanced this way, he somehow felt that she was looking at him, suddenly his brain became hot and flustered, Holding back his breath and taking a deep breath before exhaling, he put his hands on the edge of the car window and thought: It's time to meet this woman...

In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Mian raised his head and gave Chu Mu a "farewell" kiss. He leaned against the door frame and watched the car gradually disappear from sight. He rubbed his hands and fled back to the house to change his clothes, holding the phone between his ears and shoulders in a hurry. Ask: "Which bar is she in? I need the exact address now."

"Baihaomen, I heard that many people saw her there, you go and have a look."

Thinking about it, it was the first time I went to a bar alone, I was very excited. Zhang Mian originally wanted to dress handsomely, but he changed his mind after getting dressed. He didn't want to hang out with his son, why did he wear such cool clothes?

Immediately put on a thick down jacket and take the money to go out.

Baihaomen has always been heard by other people, but firstly, the old man forbids him to go to the bar to learn to be bad, and his thinking is relatively old-fashioned. Let him play whatever he wants, just don’t go to some chaotic places, especially watching those ecstasy | pills in the bar on the news After the high frequency of occurrence.Secondly...it was also because of Chu Mu.

The weather was so cold that it was more than minus ten. Zhang Mian randomly pulled out a scarf from the closet and wrapped it around it. After warming up in the taxi, he smelled something strange. When he looked down, he realized that it was Chu Mu's. , and now I can’t tell who’s who.” Since their relationship deepened, they started not to taboo on some personal items.

As if it was a taboo before going deep into it, Zhang Mian tilted his head to think for a while and couldn't help but make a bad face.

The driver always likes to get close to the guests, but suddenly seeing the faces of the people turned black into carbon, he hurriedly swallowed the polite words, and the journey was quiet.

Baihaomen is located on the commercial street, next to a four-star hotel, which was deliberately opened for others. There are not many cars at the entrance. Zhang Mian knows that the busiest time of the bar is at night even if he doesn’t watch TV. A few guests, the waiters on both sides of the door saw him push the door and bowed and shouted: "Welcome."

Walking inside, you can see a big booth in the middle, and there will be a singer performing at around 11:[-] p.m. Zhang Mian has no interest in it. After sitting down at the bar, he doesn’t even look at it and just orders a glass of orange juice.

"Orange juice?" Fucking orange juice at the bar?

Zhang Mian didn't know that others were scolding him in his heart, so he thought about it seriously and changed his words: "Give me a glass of milk, remember to add some honey."

"No honey, only milk."

He pouted, subconsciously put on a disgusted face and said, "Then have a glass of milk, I want it warm, not too hot because it will burn your mouth."

"..."

I remember Wang Jun said that some bar cups are unhygienic. Zhang Mian squinted his eyes at the cup on the bar counter and pointed to a greeting: "Rinse this, or I won't drink it."

"..." In the early morning, I ran into a very demanding customer. The bartender washed the glass stiffly with a cold face, and then poured milk to warm it up.

The temperature of the milk was still low, Zhang Mian was not happy, and muttered: "It's not as good as Chu Muwen's." After taking a sip, he stuck out his tongue, "It's not as good as Chu Mu's." Glancing at the bartender With an increasingly impatient expression, he decisively shut up and got down to business.

Sniffing his nose to wipe off the frozen snot, he asked, "Excuse me, is Zhao Simin here?"

"You mean Alva? She didn't get up until 11 o'clock. Why, is she her servant?"

It seems that he has a stage name, Zhang Mian is very upset when he sees the bartender's squinting eyes, "I'm not interested in making friends with prostitutes, I'm here today to find something to do with her."

The bartender half-smiles and turns to wipe the glass.

Just simply wiped the cup with a cloth, Zhang Mian was taken aback for a moment, looked at the cup in his hand and swallowed his saliva, and sure enough he listened to Wang Jun's words.

At 11:38, Zhang Mian stared at the stairs and started fighting. Finally saw Zhao Simin came down, wearing light makeup and wearing a white sweater, completely different from the coquettish and extravagant woman last night. Last night, Yan Shao slapped her The force was great, because the sound of the hand touching the flesh could be heard in the car through the glass, and now there is no trace on that half of the face, which is really amazing.

Before he could call for someone, the bartender met Zhao Simin face to face and motioned to the corner with his eyes.

Zhao Simin lazily brushed her long hair and turned around. It was Zhang Mian who covered his mouth and smiled lowly. He took a glass of wine from the bar and sat down slowly across from him.

"Didn't you say that well water doesn't violate river water? Why is the amazing Young Master Zhang looking for me now?"

"It was you last night."

Zhao Simin exclaimed, "I didn't see anything."

Zhang Mian secretly scolded you in his heart, just pretend to be a fucking pretender, it's not nonsense that people don't look good.

Too lazy to talk nonsense with her, he cut straight to the point: "I came today to tell you to keep your mouth shut. I'll let you know. Remember it's a notice." It's not a negotiation or a pleading.

"Hey, is this the classmate Zhang I knew back then?" Zhao Simin stroked his hair again, and looked at Zhang Mian seductively.

Goosebumps all over his body, Zhang Mian knocked on the table impatiently: "Young mother, talk to me in a weird way. If you have something to say, is it annoying? If you have something to say, say something and fart quickly."