Alternative Rival

Bo Jue picked up a chopstick and poked the skin of the steamed stuffed bun in the bowl. The skin of the steamed stuffed bun was puffy and steamy. She lowered her eyes and counted the eighteen folds one by one. After pausing for a while, he picked up the steamed stuffed bun under the puzzled eyes of the team members and took a bite absent-mindedly.

As the skin was bitten open, Zi——

The fresh and tender gravy immediately filled her entire mouth, and she moved her mouth to chew slowly.

Nail and the others have maintained the same staring posture since she picked up the buns. The noodles between the chopsticks were suspended in mid-air, as if someone had pressed the pause button on the time. It wasn't until she started eating the buns that the time dial was dimmed. The invisible hand in the dark moved the pointer again.

"What do you see me doing?" Bo Jue asked.

"It's nothing, nothing, we are enjoying the air quietly, ah, what a fresh and beautiful air!" Nail was the first to deny, and the others also shook their heads frantically, and began to arrange vegetables for each other, because the "vegetables" only had steamed stuffed buns , so you just hold it for me and I will hold it for you, causing the guests at other tables to look sideways, and Goosebumps appeared on Bo Jue's arms layer by layer.

These bastards are really becoming less and less disgusting.

"Everyone will have a room for a while. If you want to go out, you can go out by yourself. If you don't want to go out, you can rest in the room. I want to sleep. If you dare to disturb me, you can just wait for the beating." Bo Jue put down his chopsticks and stood up , "I have no appetite, share this bowl of noodles with you, don't waste food. Brother, take me to my room."

"Come on, sir, please go upstairs."

Bo Jue entered the room, the waiter poured her tea, and was about to take her out, when suddenly she was stopped.

Bo Jue looked at him kindly: "Brother, how old are you?"

The clerk replied respectfully: "Return to the guest officer, you will be eighteen after the Chinese New Year."

"Eighteen?" Bo Jue lowered his eyes, bent his knuckles and tapped twice on the table, "What's your name?"

"Miangui's surname is Wei."

"Oh, is your father's name Wei Fugui?"

"How do you know, sir?"

Bo Jue smiled at him: "Not only do I know your father's name is Wei Fugui, but I also know that your mother's name is Li Xiangxiang. You were born on the 18th day of the twelfth lunar month 28 years ago. Your mother had dystocia and gave birth to you after a narrow escape. Your father is Xi Huolin'er, he set up a large banquet that day, and spent half of the family's savings. Your mother woke up and almost died of anger. Get back together with your father. Your father is the storekeeper here, and you are not the second child, you are actually the young storekeeper."

The guy opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time: "You, you, you are..."

Bo Jue sat on a lotus hanging in the air, clasped his hands together: "I am the Da Luo Jinxian who descended from the sky. I happened to pass by here 18 years ago, and when I saw the room full of blood, I extended a helping hand to help your mother give birth to Lin'er. Seeing that you have grown up safely now, it is truly amazing." Good, good, good."

"Big Luo Jinxian?" The man scratched the back of his head, "What is that?"

Bo Jue: "..." I forgot that religion has not spread here yet.

She said nonsense: "He is a very powerful person who lives in the sky."

"Is it a lone star? They can go to the sky to fight."

Bo Jue put down her legs, coughed twice in embarrassment, and said with a smile, "He's more powerful than Lone Star. I don't need you to serve me here, so go get busy."

The man walked out in a fog and closed the door behind him.

The smile on Bo Jue's face immediately collapsed, deep down in her heart she felt bored, bored, bored.She lay limply on the table, blinking her eyes, she fell asleep after blinking, the bed was a few steps away, and she didn't bother to go there, at eight o'clock in the morning, Bo Jue fell asleep lying on the table .

At nine o'clock in the morning, she woke up with a sore neck, her brain managed to get a little bit of sober consciousness, pushed her legs towards the big bed, and threw herself onto the big bed, and fell asleep until five or six in the afternoon. She clearly didn't need such a long sleep usually, but this time she lay under the quilt and was reluctant to wake up.

She dreamed of Zhao Qingge.

As the saying goes, there are dreams every day and dreams at night, Bo Jue thinks this is a lie, because over the years, the number of times she has dreamed of the other party is very few, and most of them are not good dreams, or dream that she has no choice but to leave her , or dream that the other party is forced to leave you due to helplessness, the worst is death, and the best dream is actually the destruction of the group.

She once wondered if it was because she suppressed it too hard, so the messy thoughts in her heart came out, just like those perverted killers in novels, they had pathological desires.

But today was different, she had a sweet dream.

I dreamed that she was in a modern house, the villa in the mountain that I just bought before departure, the two of them got up early and ran to the top of the mountain to watch the sunrise, Zhao Qingge sat behind her and hugged her, shaking and shaking , very warm and comfortable.

She rubbed her face against the soft pillow, as if she really smelled the other person's breath, she couldn't help showing a silly smile.

dong dong dong-

"The captain's daughter-in-law, it's six o'clock, it's time to get up for dinner."

Bo Jue grumbled, and threw the quilt over her head.

The visitor continued to knock persistently: "Boom, boom, boom—"

A short knife made of ice slammed through the window and pierced straight in front of his eyes. He lost a bet with other buddies and was sent to call someone. Died at the hands of the leader.

Just as he was about to go downstairs, a figure flashed in front of his eyes, his muscles tensed up instantly, and the dagger in his hand had already been unfolded and held in his hand.

The person pinched the ice blade with two fingers, and easily pulled out the ice blade from the window. She gestured to the male team member, "Go down first", and slowly raised her foot, aiming at the door. A force--

There was a loud bang.

The figure lying on the bed suddenly rose up, rushing towards the intruder like a gust of wind, the opened dagger flashed a dazzling silver light in the air, and pressed towards the neck of the visitor, that person was not an embroidered person either. Pillow, the waist line leaned back, the whole body and the ground formed an angle of 45 degrees, and quickly backed up until it reached the door frame. With the help of the toes, he jumped forward, and the five fingers clasped into claws towards the pulse gate where Bo Jue was holding the dagger.

How could Bo Jue let her hold it easily, the dagger drew a full moon in the palm of his hand, the silver light flashed quickly in his pupils, turned around, and the tip of the blade was pointing at the palm of the man who grabbed it.That person was much shorter than Bo Jue, and when one move failed, he immediately changed his move, lowered his body, rubbed his knees on the ground, and quickly walked around behind her. Bo Jue did not turn around to face the invisible person behind her like ordinary people , but leaned back, sideways and accompanied by a heavy elbow. The man couldn't dodge in time, and he let out a muffled grunt when he was hit.Bo Jue's left shoulder suddenly went numb, as if someone had struck a heavy hammer on her shoulder blade, and the sensory nerve was paralyzed by the sudden pain until it became numb.

Her left hand was twisted behind her back, and the man's neck was also tightly strangled by her, and the two of them were deadlocked in place.

"Bo Datou, quickly...give me...let go...I'm almost out of breath..." The man spoke, but it was Yan Ying who hadn't seen him for a long time.

Bo Jue gritted his teeth and said, "Yan Dazhuang, are you a human from the Tree of Souls? Hiss - my hand is about to break, try twisting it again, believe it or not, I will strangle your neck!"

"You strangle, I think your hand will fall off before you strangle my neck."

"I'll count one, two, three, and we both will play at the same time."

"to make."

"one two Three!"

The two made a relaxing movement at the same time, and in the next second they held each other's life gate in their hands at the same time.

"You let it go, you don't believe what you say."

"Then why don't you let it go? Go back on your word."

In the end, Yanying backed down and let go of her hand first. Bo Jue pressed her shoulder and wanted to cry without tears. Yan Dazhuang's strength was getting stronger and stronger. It was good to use it on the enemy, but it would hurt her tendons when used on herself. It takes two to three days for the bone to recover.

Yanying looked at the crumpled quilt on the bed, and then turned her gaze to Bo Jue in front of her, with an ambiguous smile on her face: "I heard from the nail downstairs that you slept all day? What are you doing in the room? Look Look at the rippling spring on your face, are you having a spring dream?"

Bo Jue squinted at her: "Dangyang your head, didn't you fight just now?"

"You can't fight like this," Yan Ying wanted to touch her face, but she quickly avoided it, Bo Jue moved the chair vigilantly and took a step back, "Are you a fake, it doesn't look right ?”

Yanying stood up and let her look at her generously: "Do you think I am a fake?"

Bo Jue shrugged and said, "It doesn't look like anywhere."

Yan Ying glanced around and slapped the table, Bo Jue was startled, quickly scooped up all the teapots and cups, and the table shattered. "Do you believe it now?" Yan Ying suddenly sighed, "You are the first acquaintance I met when I came here, oh, those bastards downstairs don't count."

"Where's Fule in your family?"

Yanying shook her head and continued to sigh: "I'm lost, I haven't seen anyone."

Bo Jue patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: "It's okay, don't be afraid, I will find it sooner or later."

She told herself that she must not gloat at this time, but the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be held back. When she suppressed it, the corner of her mouth turned up, so she had to go to the side to pour water for herself.

Yan Ying was immersed in her own emotions, and it took a while to remember to ask Bo Jue: "Where is your Zhao Qingge? Are you also separated?"

Bo Jue didn't want to answer, she lowered her head and took a sip of water, the answer was self-evident.

Yanying: "Hahahaha, no wonder you are having erotic dreams!"

A glass was thrown at her face.

The two people who don't have wives by their side have since embarked on the road of hurting each other