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Midnight in the Jingxin clubhouse is the busiest time. There is an endless stream of guests coming and going, eating and drinking is the first thing to do, and more about having fun. Everyone in the industry knows that the public relations lady in the Jingxin clubhouse is the most beautiful. At this moment, Deng Liqiang and A lady was fighting heartily, and Deng Liqiang pressed her to the head of the bed and fucked her before she even finished taking off her clothes!

He was big and strong, and he screamed at the people under him, but neither of them deliberately avoided it, because Deng Liqiang lived on the floor where the clubhouse put sundries, and usually no one came, so no matter what he called No matter how loud it is, no one will hear it.

After finishing the work, Deng Liqiang was sweating all over. He took out a stack of 100 yuan from the drawer, stuffed it into the lady's bra without counting it, waved his hand, and said, "Go out, Brother Qiang needs to rest for a while."

The young lady covered her chest, shyly punched Deng Liqiang, and said, "Call me if you miss me."

Deng Liqiang just came back from the outside just an hour ago, and he sneaked out. Although Brother Song didn't allow him to go out, Deng Liqiang felt so aggrieved!He can't stand this kind of anger!

Deng Liqiang hasn't figured out how to fight back, but there is one thing he needs to confirm first, that is, who made a fool of him? !And the first person he wanted to confirm was Lu Kun.

Facts have proved that his harvest from this trip is also worthy of his adventure.

Just when Deng Liqiang was physically and mentally exhausted and was about to take a nap, the door opened. He sat up vigilantly, and reached under the pillow to grab the handle of the gun.

Seabuckthorn?How did he come? !

Deng Liqiang closed the loose front of his clothes, pulled on his slippers and hurriedly got out of bed.

Seabuckthorn was wrapped in a black jacket. When he came in, there was a gust of cool air in the room, which made Deng Liqiang shiver.

"Is it cold outside?" Deng Liqiang asked.

Seabuckthorn sat on the chair with his lips tightly shut.

His temperament is very similar to that of Song Ge, especially when he is silent, Deng Liqiang is the most afraid. Although he has been with sea buckthorn for a while, he really can't figure out his temper. I always feel that there is something wrong with him. No taste, very gloomy!

Deng Liqiang stood aside in awe.

Seabuckthorn snorted and said, "What are you doing out there?"

"..."

Deng Liqiang didn't expect Brother Song to watch so closely. He slipped out when the clubhouse was at its busiest, but he was still discovered.

"I... just go out and get some air"

"Breathable? Is it breathable to smell the smoke next to someone's barbecue stall?!"

wipe!

Deng Liqiang didn't expect that there would be people following him when he left the clubhouse. He sniffed and said, "I know who called the police!"

"Oh?" Seabuckthorn raised his eyebrows.

"His name is Lu Kun, and he is the housekeeper of Chen Juncheng's Sihai car rental shop. I saw him go out to dinner with two policemen today. One criminal policeman and one prison guard are his friends."

Brother Song suddenly laughed, looked at Deng Liqiang, and said, "Are you so sure it's him?"

"Hanging with the police all day long, who else would he have? I don't believe he doesn't know what Chen Juncheng did!"

Seabuckthorn took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, and the action of smoking was very pleasant. He always has a characteristic of being unruffled in times of danger, and he may have learned it naturally after hanging out with Song Ge for a long time.

"Do you know what I would do if someone betrayed me?"

In fact, Seabuckthorn is the same as Brother Song. They don't care what Deng Liqiang thinks and what to do. All he cares about is whether the fire at the city gate will affect the fish in the pond. Other people's lives are just ants in their eyes. It doesn't matter if they trample a few to death!

When Deng Liqiang heard what Seabuckthorn said, he hurried to his side. His intention was obvious, to tell Seabuckthorn with his actions that he was not that kind of person.

"Say it, I'm all ears!"

I saw Seabuckthorn pointing his eyes with the finger holding the cigarette to signal Deng Liqiang.

Deng Liqiang was puzzled and said, "Gouging your eyes?"

Seabuckthorn said lightly: "An eye for an eye! You can treat him as he treats you, there is no need to be polite."

Deng Liqiang looked thoughtful at the side, but he didn't answer after Seabuckthorn finished speaking.

Suddenly Seabuckthorn patted Deng Liqiang on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, as long as you work with us wholeheartedly, you won't be treated badly!"

"Well, you and Brother Song have always been kind to me, and I'm still counting on making a fortune with you."

Seabuckthorn nodded and flicked the ash into the ashtray.

Deng Liqiang said: "Should I ask Brother Song how to deal with that surnamed Lu, he caused us a lot of losses."

Seabuckthorn seemed displeased, and said, "Are you 100% sure it's him? What if there's someone else?"

"..."

Deng Liqiang knew that he had brute force and was always bad at using his brain, otherwise he wouldn't have been imprisoned several times. Although he understood what Seabuckthorn just said "an eye for an eye", he didn't know how to do it. He could figure it out. If he followed his own way, he would go up and stab him a few times and he would be relieved.

He sat down on the head of the bed in frustration, and the seabuckthorn already had the intention of leaving in his sight.

Before Seabuckthorn closed the door, he asked Deng Liqiang again, saying: "New Year's Eve is coming soon, you can stay here for a few days, if you have anything to do after the New Year's Eve, and I will come to accompany you when the New Year's Eve is over During the Chinese New Year, Song Ge specially explained it."

The words of seabuckthorn really relieved Deng Liqiang's tense heart for the past few days. He quickly said, "Thank you brother!"

New Year's Eve is a very magical festival. It has an irreplaceable status for the Chinese. It seems that everything has to make way for it. Take it out, like most people, drink some wine, watch the Spring Festival Gala, and feel sorry for your life by the way.

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At seven o'clock in the morning on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, Jiang Ming sat in Lu Kun's car and yawned continuously. The temperature has dropped again these days. When he got in the car, Lu Kun took off his down jacket and said that it would take a while for the warm air to warm up. , let Jiang Ming put it on so as not to freeze.

But. . . . . .How to wear the two down jackets? Jiang Ming threw Lu Kun's one to him and said nothing about wearing it. In the end, Lu Kun insisted on covering him on his lap.

Wu Ye was sitting in the back seat of the car, holding his hands together, looking left and right at the two people pushing and shoving, and being fed another mouthful of dog food, he closed his eyes hard, and then looked out the window.

During the time he came back, he had passively watched scenes similar to the above countless times. He really felt that Lu Kun doted on Jiang Ming. Even among all his friends, Wu Ye had never seen a man who could treat another man like Lu Kun. Half of it is so good, thinking of this, Wu Ye feels that there is no need to persuade Jiang Ming, anyway, it is useless to persuade. . . . . .

"Why did Miss Yang come back from such an early flight, are you sleepy? Why don't you sleep a little longer and I'll call you at the airport"

When Jiang Ming heard Lu Kun asking him, he couldn't help yawning again, and said, "I won't sleep anymore, I'll catch a cold after getting out of the car later."

Lu Kun smiled and said, "It's okay, Wu Ye and I will pick you up at the airport, you can just stay in the car, it's cold outside"

Wu Ye coughed twice and said, "If you two are afraid of the cold, you can stay in the car. I can go by myself."

The two people in front understood it at a glance, Jiang Ming turned his head and said, "Okay, you can go by yourself."

Wu Ye smiled guiltily and said, "Don't make trouble."

It seems that there is still self-knowledge, Wu Ye knows that if Yang Ziwen sees him going by himself, he will lose his temper. If this sister is not happy. . . . . .Wu Ye thinks it's better not to mess with her, after all, he still wants to live this year.

The population flow during the Spring Festival travel in China every year is frighteningly large. At this time, those three people stood at the exit of the airport and looked at the dense crowd inside. They were really confused. Where is Yang Ziwen?

After waiting for a long time, Wu Ye began to complain, "Jiang Ming, why didn't you ask about the flight number?"

Jiang Ming: "Wen Wen has not been posted"

"Then you won't take the initiative to ask?!"

"forget......"

If Wu Ye were to leave this behind, he would definitely be clear about it, but he hardly dared to contact Yang Ziwen now.

Over the past few years, Wu Ye has been running around, climbing mountains and ridges. When Wu Ye feels tired, he will look up at the sky. No matter whether the sun is shining brightly or the sky is full of stars, he always thinks which plane Yang Ziwen will be on. Flying from one end to the other, flying across most of the world, Wu Ye would silently recite Yang Ziwen's name in his heart every time at this time, and every time, he would never forget to pray for her safe return.

If you can't have her in this life, you still have to expect her to live happily and in peace. This is probably the only extravagant wish of Wu Yechang. Love is sometimes a matter of one person. If you force it, it will change the taste. Wu Ye has always understood this truth , so he never forced Yang Ziwen to do anything, unless she was willing to give it herself, just like their first night back then. . . . . .

After 10 minutes, Yang Ziwen finally came out from Exit B. Wearing a bright red coat, black sunglasses, and pushing an oversized suitcase, he looked like a rich and famous lady.

She walked in the direction of Jiang Ming and the others, attracting the gazes of many men from time to time. Her big eyes under the sunglasses stared straight ahead, turning a deaf ear to those gazes.

Since they were facing away from each other, the three didn't realize until Yang Ziwen walked in front of Jiang Ming and the others. The first person she hugged was Jiang Ming, then Lu Kun, and Wu Ye was expected to be the last one. However, he also Don't mind, something is better than nothing.

"Brother Kun, you are handsome again! I miss you so much"

Yang Ziwen hugged Lu Kun and refused to let go, and even deliberately pouted at Jiang Ming in protest. Jiang Ming ignored her because she hadn't come back for a long time.

This hug, how should I put it. . . . . .Not light, but very short.