Those years when Black Lotus raised Slag Gong

bathroom.

She came out in the morning and didn't eat anything, and at this time of hypoglycemia, Shi Yan suddenly became dizzy.A double image flashed before his eyes, propped his body up and soaked his knuckles in the cold water for a while, his consciousness gradually recovered, and when he looked up, he saw Ye Yin staring at him suspiciously in the mirror.

In the mirror, the two silhouettes were close and tightened. After all, there were some similarities.

"What's wrong with you?" Shi Yan lowered his head and took out a few pieces of paper to wipe off the water stains on his hands, and asked calmly.Although he hated Ye Xing, his rationality told himself that he couldn't shirk this emotion on others.

Ye Yin turned his head away and hummed, "It's nothing."

"That's good." He turned and left.

It hasn't been a long time since everyone in the company knew that the mysterious background of the project manager who came by air this time was not more terrifying than Mr. Ye, and he was also a mobile freezer with full air-conditioning, so that no one dared to go to him except for some necessary reports. Go ahead.

Either way, he saved a lot of trouble.

twelve o'clock.

At noon, the scorching sun passed through the floor-to-ceiling glass of the hotel, making the skin exposed outside the quilt scald. After a while, the sound of water in the bathroom gradually died down. Ji Shu opened his eyes to look at the harsh daylight, and his light-colored pupils gradually recovered.

The man opened the door a few steps and walked over to the bed, trying to wake him up with his tiptoe as gracefully as possible: "Are you awake?"

Ji Shu lifted the quilt on his body and stared at him in silence.

"Stupid? Do you see how much it is?" Song Jin compared two fingers to see that he was a little surprised that he didn't speak, then turned around and took out the phone to show him the photos taken last night.

Ji Shu moved his gaze down to the fluorescent screen, lowered his pupils, raised his head and subconsciously landed on his neck, as if a cold knife had been scraped.

Song Jin tore off the mask to reveal her moist and delicate face, and said casually, "Last night..."

There was a horrified scream.

3 minute later.

Ji Shu said lightly and perfunctorily: "I'm sorry. I didn't remember who it was when I saw your face."

"Really?" Song Jin obviously didn't believe it, he stared at Ji Shu loosen his wrist which was pinched red just now, and pinched the wine bottle to prepare for the other's head at any time.

He was sure that the lunatic was obviously out of bed or had rabies just now, thanks to the fact that he hid quickly this time, he was not thrown out by the neck like last time.After going through the incident just now, he is now sitting on the other side of the sofa with his legs crossed, exuding a cold air: "That's the way it is, I saw you lying in the bar like a dead dog last night, and thought you were dead. I was just about to contact the police, but I didn't expect you to suddenly take a breath, so I just picked you up like this."

Last night when he passed by the bar and saw Ji Shu was unconscious, he showed kindness for a moment, but he didn't expect this person to be so deadly that he almost wanted to throw Ji Shu on the ground and kick him a few times, although he did.

At the moment when he was listening to him, Ji Shu had already put on his clothes and buttoned his shirt, with an innocent look like a dog, and said in a false voice with a hoarse drunken voice: "I'm really sorry. "

"Oh?" Song Jin scoffed at his false apology, secretly slandering him that he should have kicked more.He thought about it and finally added with a raised voice, "By the way, about the car door you smashed, remember to sign for the bill later."

Ji Shu raised his chin and glanced at him, put on his watch, turned around with a vain smile, "Maybe I should thank you."

Song Jin suddenly felt creepy, silently moved an inch to the side, and then looked up at this 1000 or [-] million face. He felt that it was worthless. He turned around and poured a glass of juice, stretched out his hand impatiently and cut off the ringing phone and said : "Bringing you back, I'm just paying him back."

"Him?" Ji Shu obviously didn't know about it, and after hearing that, his face finally changed and he stared straight at him, "Who are you talking about?"

"I forgot, you don't know about it yet." Song Jin was slightly taken aback, his eyes deepened, and he was calculating several times.

Song Jin has seen information about this man many times in magazines or on social networks, money, power, looks, he has everything, but he is drunk and talking nonsense in the middle of the night.

Interesting isn't it?Thinking of him closing his eyelashes and changing to a comfortable sitting position, he thought softly and said: "A few years ago, your little uncle with great powers found me, and he gave me a sum of money and asked me to do me a favor. To deal with my own dull-witted nephew."

Shi Yan?It's him.

Very strange.

Ji Shu didn't know why his throat was so itchy in his blood vessels at this moment. He moved his fingertips and saw a lighter passing by on the table. Turning his head and speaking in a subtle tone: "And then?"

"Then?" Song Jin dragged on the end: "Then..."

Ji Si's gloomy gaze fell on him terrifyingly, the air pressure was as low as mixed with snowdrops.

Song Jin paused, and smiled deeply: "Sorry, I'm in a bad mood right now, and I probably won't remember it for a while." He obviously still remembered the grudge just now.

Just as Ji Shu was about to open his mouth, he heard a slight sound of the room card opening the door.

To be precise, that door was kicked open heavily.The boy who came in looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, with a bag on one shoulder, a cut-off cut and a special accessory tied on his hand. The corners and corners of his face exuded a hostile and coldness, his nose bone was as sharp as a knife, and his pair of eyes Bursting out sparks, suppressing his anger, he walked up to Song Jin: "I tm waited for you outside for three hours last night!"

Song Jin blinked and heard the words and lowered her head to see that the wine bottle in her hand was silent, and said "oh" for a long time.

The atmosphere in the room was strange.

Ji Shu seemed to be alone, he happened to put on the last button of his clothes and turned his head leisurely, only then did the boy notice that there were other people.

This person looks tall, and his face doesn't look like a person from Jiangcheng.

The young man sensed the danger hidden in Ji Shu with his instinctive and beast-like keen judgment. He lowered his eyes and looked at him with dark pupils, but asked Song Jin: "Where did this come from?"

Song Jin closed her eyes and said, "It has nothing to do with you."

Ji Shu's eyes were smiling with the spring breeze, and his thin lips were parted to watch the fun. He took the opportunity to take revenge: "It seems that this kid is your son?"

Hearing this, Song Jin almost choked to death, twisted his face, gritted his teeth and stared at him, trying to bite him to death.

The boy pressed his thumb against his joints, raised his chin defiantly and asked Ji Shu, "Who are you?"

"Me?" Song Jing's heart suddenly tensed up and down, he turned his head away, and then saw Ji Shu smiled brightly and breathed out softly: "The adulterer."

……

"Yeah." Ye Yin hung up the phone with his back on his back, and when he came in, he had a strange expression on his face.

Shi Yan looked at the time and was about to have lunch, when she caught a glimpse of a shadow blocking her eyes, she let go of the straw and looked up at him inexplicably.

"It's a call from the police station," Ye Yin said intentionally, passing the phone in front of his eyes.

[The author has something to say: Speaking of the second child... I doubt the hit rate of Er Gouzi.

Ye Yin was just talking nonsense, and said that my brother hasn't hit me for three days (????????

Only someone is jealous.

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