Heavenly King, please grant me my life

Chu You was sitting in the back of the car, with an angelic gentle and innocent smile, patted my shoulder, and said, "I was watching from the side, and I wanted to go up to help you. Then, I saw you abused everyone. I I know, Ya is really good at fighting, awesome."

I slapped his hand off domineeringly and said, "Thank you, thank you."

I asked the guy with the glasses, "Hey, what's up with your camera?"

The man with glasses pushed his glasses, and said inscrutably, "In order to confuse the masses and prevent you from being arrested by the police, you pretended to be an outdoor reality TV show."

I leaned back on the chair and laughed out loud.

Chu You put his arms around my neck, lay half of his body on my side, and asked, "Xiao Shenshen, where are you going next? Shall I take you to play?"

The pleasant smell of his body penetrated into my nostrils, and I thought to myself that even though he is not interested in me, he is really very provocative.

I tried to keep it relaxed: "Chu Shuaiguo, can you stop throwing arms at me all the time? Do you want to send me? Just send me home. There is a child waiting for me to go back for lunch."

Instead of loosening his arms, he leaned closer to me, looking up into my eyes, I could see my reflection in his black pupils.

The big eyes suddenly smiled crookedly, and said, "You already have children? How old is this little girl, why didn't she take precautions?"

I hit the forehead with my forehead, knocking him so hard that he covered his forehead and shrank back to his seat while screaming in pain.

"He is the son of my dad's colleague. He is 15 years old. I am only [-] years old this year. Could it be that I was messing around with little girls when I was four years old?!"

Chu You rubbed his forehead, cursed softly, and jumped on me to fight back. We were in a mess on the back seat of the car, and I pressed him under me when we were in a mess. Both of us were still laughing. Suddenly it became quiet.

"Hey, get up, you make my stomach hurt." Chu You said.

"If I can't afford it, I can't afford it, and I will suppress you." My hand around his waist tightened again.

That strange sense of ambiguity reappeared in the car, catching one's breath and making one's heart beat faster.

"What are you doing, two grown-ups, you're still holding on to this?" I was hit on the head with a book by my manager, and I let him sit up.

Chu You rubbed his messy hair and looked at me with his usual gentle smile in his eyes.

I am inexplicably upset.

When I got home, I touched my pocket, and there was only 100 yuan left.

I took off all my clothes, picked them up, and shook desperately in the air. "Money~money~my money~you come out~" I kept muttering, but I didn't shake out another picture of Grandpa Mao.

I knelt down on the sofa with tears streaming down my face, even though Jiang Daxia called me to eat in the kitchen, I didn't care.

Jiang Daxia: "Why are you naked?"

Answer: "It's only because of Grandpa Mao that I missed in the end."

I thought about it carefully, and remembered that Chen Xueyang got up from the ground and picked something up before running away.

It must be the money dropped at that time!It must have been picked up by that bastard!ah!my money! !

With tears streaming down my face, I took the white rice served to me by Jiang Shanren, topped with fried chicken diced corn, vinegar ribs, and cauliflower, and ate naked on the sofa in despair.

I am a very powerful gangster, the boss of the teenagers in Qianshui City, and I am a legendary existence that no one in the twenty high schools in Qianshui City is afraid of.

The boss is destined to be lonely, and when one day, the boss is finally overwhelmed by the cold, he will disappear into the mortal world.

I haven't been the boss for some time.

Sometimes I would be called out to drink by my friends who had a good relationship at the beginning, and I would get drunk with them.

When I was a boss, I didn't dare to get drunk.

Who knows if a group of desperate people will rush out from somewhere in the next second, brandishing knives and trying to kill me?

I need to be awake.

I am sober, but also like drunk, fighting to pass the time every day.

The younger brother will hand in a lot of protection money that he has robbed to me, and I will use the money to maintain daily expenses, and treat the younger brothers to eat and drink, and send them to pick up girls.

I can't remember how long these days have been repeated.

There is a person in my mind, He Jiuyi. Sometimes when I am injured and lying in the hospital, when I am unconscious, I will think of him over and over again, and I will think of every dialogue he said to me. I can’t remember the whole song "Dengyouzhou" "Taiwan Song", but I can remember every word he said, and even his tone, expression, and posture when he said each word.

Maybe this is because there are only a few paragraphs of dialogue between us.

My dad is obsessed with archaeology, and the house gave me the freedom to live alone, leaving me as free as the master of the harem.But I'm not interested in bringing all kinds of girls home. The one I miss most, He Jiuyi, is a man, and he said he would never let me meet him again.

He was born in [-], and his parents named him He Jiuyi.

Ninety-nine to one.

I fell in love with all kinds of girls, and later I also fell in love with all kinds of handsome guys, but when I woke up every morning, I was taken away to a deserted place by the loneliness of the whole room.

A few years ago I would smoke to pass the sleepless nights.

In a certain song, there is only one cigarette left, and there is still a whole night to live.

I won't have that situation, I will stock up on a lot of cigarettes at home.

Until one day, I dreamed about He Jiuyi, and in the dream he frowned and looked at me bitterly, saying: Why do you smoke so hard?It sucks.

I held a cigarette between my fingers in the dream, and after he finished speaking, I pinched the cigarette.

Since then, I haven't smoked again.

When I don't need to fight, I sleep at home until it's dark.

My class teacher has long let me go.

Many, many times, when I woke up, I found that the window was open, the starlight outside the window was bright and beautiful, and the night wind blowing the curtains was very beautiful. I rubbed my eyes and wondered why it was still night. I opened my phone and found that it was already the second day.

So day after day, year after year, every time I wake up at night, I clearly realize that I am a lonely dog, I am not a lonely wolf.

Until one day, my irresponsible father found me a magical companion.

I retired from the world and was no longer the boss.

My little partner came to me in such a pleasant surprise.

He is 15 years old, a student in the third grade of junior high school, male, cute, with dark blue hair and ponytail.

Let me put it hypocritically, after going through thousands of mountains and rivers in the empty and boring daily life, there is someone you can trust and snuggle with, even if you go home at three in the morning, there is still someone waiting for you in the house.

I was drunk on the street and called Daxia Jiang, who would show up within 5 minutes with his sword in hand, drag me into a taxi, and drag me back home.

So that I will not miscalculate one move and violently die on the street.

I started thinking about the meaning of marriage because of him.

Too many marriages are just because they can't stand loneliness and loneliness, so they live together.

Hero would really be a good wife.

Every time I throw away the clothes, he will collect them, wash them, dry them, fold them neatly, code them, and put them in the closet.

He cooks food that makes me feel like everything I ate was dog food and makes me feel so good to be alive.

Jiang Xiaoke's attitude of loving life has influenced me, allowing me to regain my goals and direction, so that I won't live like a walking dead.

Jiang Xiaoke is grateful to me, Cai Shen, for my great kindness and virtue throughout my life.

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One day, Cai Shen had nothing to do to wash clothes, and dyed Jiang Daxia's silk white shirt a little red.

Jiang Daxia decided not to cook for Hun Dan for three days.

Cai Shen asked for a letter of gratitude.

Jiang Daxia's impression after reading: Tsk tsk!So many words that I can't read it!If you want to repent, you will cancel it during the festival.

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