Boss, I was wrong!

Yu Da is guarding the door and has such a frank relationship with this brand, so why do you just leave if you say leave!What's more, there was too much dust on the brand, and it was all over the body. How would a bachelor without a wife do the laundry?

So things like complaining are contagious, and every boss who can complain well must have countless younger brothers who can complain!

Shi Mengfan made an inviting gesture until he couldn't see the flat sign from the position of the door: "Please come in, Mr. Bodyguard."

Huang Xiaomu looked at him twitchingly at the corner of his mouth, is the boss going to transform into a black-hearted businessman?Planning to entrap minors?The boss of the gangster really has no good people, no matter how serious he pretends to be, it can't conceal the nature of social moths!

Seeming to see Huang Xiaomu's doubts, Shi Mengfan raised a smile: "Minors may be the new force of consumption, so I think we must change our strategy in terms of business, what do you think?"

Huang Xiaomu's face was full of cattle: "Boss is right!"

Because there are so many younger brothers in the gang, most of the people who participated in the celebration banquet this time were some bosses and younger brothers who held important positions. The entire Century Golden City was closed to the public overnight, and the Century Golden City was full of feasting, feasting and drunkenness.

Huang Xiaomu didn't know the people around him, so he stayed with Shi Mengfan all the time. Apart from the younger brother of Fengyun Gang and the princess of Century Golden City, dancing on the dance floor.

I have to say that these princesses are all pretty good, but they are extraordinarily hot in their revealing uniforms.

The sound of heavy metal music resounded in my ears, which was a bit deafening.As a poor student, Huang Xiaomu seldom came to such occasions, so he was a bit confined. Fortunately, Shi Mengfan was always sitting beside him.

Shi Mengfan was leaning on the leather sofa, his profile was so delicate and unreal under the flickering lights.

Sensing Huang Xiaomu's embarrassment, Shi Mengfan turned to look at him: "Not used to it?"

Huang Xiaomu smiled awkwardly: "A little bit."

Shi Mengfan poured him half a glass of wine and then shook his own glass: "Actually, I'm not used to it, but people always have to adapt, don't they?"

Huang Xiaomu took a sip of the red wine and nodded.

They sat in the deck on the second floor because of the geographical location, they could see the scenery below clearly, especially the capital on the chest of the princesses, which trembled with the shaking of their bodies, which made people feel a little excited.

So Huang Xiaomu couldn't help swallowing.

Shi Mengfan kept observing his expression with half-closed eyes, so he smiled when he saw him like this: "Do you have a girlfriend?"

013 First female, second live!

Huang Xiaomu withdrew his gaze and stared at Shi Mengfan bitterly: "How can I have a girlfriend? If I have a girlfriend, I won't be worthy of the sacred title of Diaosi."

The corner of Shi Mengfan's mouth twitched twice, and then he looked at Huang Xiaomu bitterly: "Actually... Actually, I don't have a girlfriend either."

Huang Xiaomu realized that he had said something wrong, so he gave a doggy smile: "Boss, we have different standards for finding girls, so don't judge you by my standards, I only have two girlfriends." Requirement, the first woman, the second live! If you are so handsome, domineering and mighty looking for a wife, you must have long legs and breasts, gentle and considerate, considerate, highly educated, versatile..."

"I'm not that demanding." Shi Mengfan looked at him a little depressed.

Huang Xiaomu might have drunk a little too much, forgetting the first principle of flattering is the first priority, and said nonsense for eight weeks: "Anyway, you can't find it, so you might as well set your requirements higher, so that it looks more dignified."

Shi Mengfan looked at him as if he was on the verge of breaking out, but his rationality told him that he must maintain a good image in front of his younger brother, especially in front of such a bad-headed younger brother, so he just snorted and turned his head to continue drinking.

And Huang Xiaomu didn't seem to realize that he had said something wrong, obviously his suggestion was very reasonable and scientific, right?

The whole venue was extremely lively, except for the two people in the booth on the second floor who were silent, and Huang Xiaomu staring pitifully at Shi Mengfan's side face was as lonely as snow.

"Haven't seen it?" Shi Mengfan looked at Huang Xiaomu from the corner of his eyes slantingly, and seemed a little bit uneasy.

"How come I haven't seen it before? Boss, your every frown and smile has been deeply imprinted in my mind, like a bolt from the blue, it is unforgettable to my heart!" Even if Huang Xiaomu drank too much, he flattered him very smoothly.

Shi Mengfan frowned, he really drank too much! Minors really shouldn't drink, the whole society should call for it!

"I don't want to talk meaningless drunken words to the drunk, stop drinking." Shi Mengfan took down the wine glass in his hand.

After drinking too much, Huang Xiaomu is definitely not like some people whose whole body cells are restless to do some rebellious actions that he would never even dare to think about, so he put his hands on his knees obediently and looked at Shi Mengfan sincerely: "Boss ,I was wrong."

Shi Mengfan rubbed his temples with some headaches and said helplessly: "Huang Xiaomu, can you stop looking at me with such silly eyes, I look good?"

Huang Xiaomu nodded very seriously: "Boss, you have finally told the truth. With your appearance, if one day you enter the showbiz, those movie kings will have to clean the toilet."

"Better looking than these people?" Shi Mengfan raised his eyebrows and pointed at the many beauties who wasted his youth on the dance floor downstairs, but the moment he said this, the boss regretted it. What is the jealousy of Nima's balls? The rhythm of death?What's more, how can a pure man who is upright and upright allow others to compare himself with girls?

Huang Xiaomu still nodded: "That's natural. Boss, you are beautiful, intelligent, and naturally beautiful. How can these ordinary people and vulgar fans be able to compare with you? Any girl who is as old as you is weak, okay?"

Shi Mengfan wished he could find a piece of tofu and kill him, he must have drunk too much, this is all an illusion!illusion! ! !

014 Uncle Urban Management will make you die very rhythmically!

Shi Mengfan wished he could find a piece of tofu and kill him, he must have drunk too much, this is all an illusion!illusion! ! !

Because Huang Xiaomu's ruthless words have deeply hit Shi Mengfan's fragile glass heart, the boss looked at Huang Xiaomu very sadly: "Minors should not get drunk in nightclubs, go home and do homework!"

While speaking, he dragged Huang Xiaomu up from the sofa and threw it into the car very cruelly. When he walked to the door, he gave the gatekeeper a fierce look: "How can you let minors come to such a place? Are you an idiot as a janitor? And you must put up a sign saying that you are not allowed underage! Otherwise, the urban management uncle will make your death very rhythmic!"

The janitor boy is more worried than the boss with his head down ==

The culprit, Huang Xiaomu, sat pitifully in the back seat: "Boss, stop driving if you drink too much. I'll just take a taxi and go back."

"As the boss, I have the obligation to be responsible for the safety of my subordinates!" Shi Mengfan stepped on the gas pedal very aggressively.

Huang Xiaomu was on the verge of tears: "For the safety of my life, you shouldn't drive the car yourself, Boss!"

Shi Mengfan squinted his eyes and stared dangerously at Huang Xiaomu. Huang Xiaomu felt as if he was being thrown on the Polaris in an instant: "... Hearing what you said, it seems that you don't quite trust my driving skills?"

"How could it be? Boss, you are worrying too much......" Huang Xiaomu scratched his head in embarrassment: "Even if I don't believe in Mr. Cang's bed skills, I still have to trust your driving skills. It's just that you personally I am a little flattered to send you home."

"Really?" Shi Mengfan raised the corners of his lips gracefully, but there was a glint of inexplicable light in his eyes: "Then what are you going to do in order to repay my kindness to you? Promise yourself?"

Huang Xiaomu glanced at him resentfully: "I have this idea, but the reality doesn't allow it!"

"What's not allowed? As long as you agree?" Shi Mengfan smiled ambiguously.

Huang Xiaomu felt his back getting cold and looked at him very vigilantly: "Boss... Boss, you don't really have this hobby, do you? I only like women!"

"What are you thinking about?" Shi Mengfan glanced at him a little arrogantly: "I asked you to make a promise with your body, but I didn't say that I want to have sex with you! There are many forms of a promise with your body, okay?"

"Then what form do you want me to adopt?" Huang Xiaomu was still very vigilant.

"You will wash my underwear from now on. It's such a happy decision. Don't be too grateful to me." Shi Mengfan was particularly shameless.

Following Huang Xiaomu's command, Shi Mengfan finally drove the car downstairs to his house, Huang Xiaomu opened the door and planned to run away immediately to be with Shi Mengfan, he always felt like he was about to be counted.

However, at this moment Shi Mengfan grabbed his collar suddenly, Shi Mengfan looked at Huang Xiaomu's horrified expression and smiled very cheaply: "I'll send you home, don't you want to invite me to sit up for a while?" ?”

015 Believe in Brother Fan, Properly Drop

I don't want to at all!Huang Xiaomu complained silently in his heart, but his face was filled with a smile as bright as a chrysanthemum, which was very hypocritical: "Of course I thought about it, it is my blessing, Huang Xiaomu, who has cultivated for eight hundred lifetimes to have you come to my humble house. Boss, you have a lot of things to do every day, hundreds of thousands of dollars per second, and I’m sorry to waste your time, right? So how could I be so selfish and let you sit at my house for a while regardless of the interests of the gang? If my narrow wishes affect the gang’s progress Interests have affected the process of building a well-off society in an all-round way. I will definitely feel uneasy. Grandpa Mao will not let me go even if he is a ghost! How could I be so selfish? How could I.