Wanjie takeaway

Wei Dao couldn't stand still anymore, leaned against Di Weiliao, and took a breath.

He smiled and asked: "I have something I wanted to tell you for a long time, but you are always busy outside and don't go home at night, and when you come back, you are in a hurry to take off your clothes and go to bed. I can't get up in the morning, and I can't find you when I get up at home." I really don't have a chance to say it. It's just that today is just right for me, so if I don't say it, I won't have a chance. You won't blame me, will you?"

Di Weilai felt guilty: "Of course not."

He thought to himself: What a pity, my brother usually doesn’t joke around with others, but he has never joked like this before.

Was it stimulated?

Although it is all true, how can it be so strange?

Not to mention it's too late?Terminally ill?I do not know how.

Wei Dao made enough gestures, with a low voice that everyone around could hear clearly, whispered softly with a subtle and unnatural apology, and in an extremely innocent and pure tone, he leaned into Di Wei's ear He said: "Brother, when will you take me to find my husband? Will this child call you father or uncle? You made me so hurt that night, why did you run away early the next morning? Don't you want This child, still doesn't want me?"

The direction of the incident follows the change of the vane of the discourse, gradually becoming supernatural and taboo...

People around looked at Di Weilai as if they were looking at a beast.

Di Weiliao was shocked and thought for a moment: I don't remember such a thing, this joke is really big enough.

For a while, I thought again: Where did Wei Dao hear this ghost story from?Doesn't he never go out?

Think about it again: After accepting this setting, things seem to be exciting...

This is not exciting!

Di Weilai twitched the corners of his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

What to say?

deny?Everything you hear is a joke, don't believe a word.

refute?There are no such things at all, and the fun is over.

Di Weilai looked around, good guy, if he dared to say such things, such as abandoning his wife and son, sibling sex, deceiving himself and his heart, these hats would never be shaken off.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled at Wei Dao: "How could it be?"

He began to gnash his teeth: "don't I care about you the most?"

The eyes of the surrounding crowd moved away slightly, their ears pricked up.

How about letting us hear your stories?

Wei Dao's goal has been achieved, and he is not too keen on joking.

So Wei Dao said with tears in his eyes, "I knew it, brother is the best."

The tears are involuntary, and the tone is firm belief.

Everyone burst into tears when they heard it, gave thumbs up, and praised with both emotion and emotion.

That is a person who is sincere and sincere, knowing that he will be abandoned but still being so single-minded.

The eyes of the crowd fell on Di Weiliao again, containing information such as:

Even relatives are not spared, they are really beasts.

Rabbits don't even eat the grass by the side of the nest, brother Tai is hungry, and he can say such words without changing his face, he is really unique.

I don't know if there is any secret recipe?How could you make the person next to your pillow so desperate?

Is there any good way to speak out, so that everyone can benefit?

Di Weiliao pressed Weidao's shoulder, twitched half of his lips and said with a smile, "I'll take you to rest."

Wei Dao didn't say a word, he was obedient.

Di Weiliao found a seat just like last time, but this time Weidao was sober.

Slightly move out of the positions of the two of them, and use a random object to block the prying eyes around them.

Di Weiliao let Weidao sit on the side, flipped through his package, and asked in a low voice, "Shall I change your medicine?"

Wei Dao replied in a low voice: "It's not convenient here."

Di Wei said with a smile: "How could it be? I must—"

He said word by word, "Take care of you and the baby in your belly."

Wei Dao was not angry at all, he smiled and said, "Are you angry?"

He asked, "You're not going to die of anger, are you?"

A tick for a tick.

Di Wei was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "I still have to take care of you, how can I be so angry?"

Wei Dao raised his eyebrows, and asked meanly: "Are you addicted to acting?"

Di Weiliao lifted the clothes on Weidao's back, pressed on his large wound that was still oozing blood, and said with a soft smile, "What?"

Wei Dao did not change his face, and confirmed: "I said, you are just addicted to drama."

Di Weiliao withdrew his strength to press Weidao's wound, slowly lifted his clothes, and suddenly thought of a good idea, leaned over and whispered in Weidao's ear: "Since you've confirmed it, why don't you finish the trick with me? Anyway, I'm pregnant." It’s on, it’s not difficult to get rid of it, right?”

While speaking, he applied the wound medicine to the bloody and semi-scabby wound on Weidao's back where the bandage was not wrapped, with a lot of strength.

Even though Wei Dao had been prepared for a long time, he was still in pain and said angrily: "You took the wrong medicine? Take it easy!"

Satisfied, Di Weilai lightened the strength of his hands, and asked slowly: "Do you agree or not?"

The bandages haven't been taken off yet.Now Di Weilai just treated Weidao's unbandaged wounds a little bit.

Wei Dao sighed: "You start, I will follow."

He muttered: "I don't know why you want to play this among so many people on a whim?"

away from a big spectrum.

Never heard of such a problem.Today you have to drag me into the water to make a mistake, right?

I risk my life to accompany the gentleman, what else can I do?

Di Weiliao seemed to know what Weidao was thinking in his heart, and explained with a smile: "Oh, why can't you even figure this out? It's not your fault. If you want to set me on fire, I have to let it go." You splash the water before leaving.

To untie the bell, you have to tie it. You dug a hole for me and you filled it in. Isn’t this a normal thing? "

Wei Dao sneered: "Normal? When you tricked me, you didn't say it was abnormal? You just—"

The strength of Di Weilai's subordinates increased again, and he quietly asked: "What am I?"

Wei Dao was like a fish being pressed on a chopping board. He tried his best, but he didn't jump back into the water. He could only feel the threat of the cold kitchen knife, and replied with a bit of humiliation: "You are fine, okay?"

Want me to praise you?Think beautifully.

Di Weiliao knew Weidao's psychology well, so he just smiled when he heard the words: "Then why don't you give birth to a child for me now?"

Wei Dao almost jumped up again.

Di Weiliao pressed his wound, pressed him down again without hesitation, and said with a slow smile: "I knew you didn't want to, it's okay, I'll help you."

Smiling, he pressed Weidao's wound, bit by bit the blood and flesh sticking to the inner side of the bandage.

If you don't look at Wei Dao, but only look at Di Weilai's expression, you might think that he is dealing with the meat mozzarella that needs to be prepared for the next dish in a big hotel or shopping mall. His hands are also very steady, without unnecessary trembling and shaking, as if His subordinates are not alone, but pieces of broken meat, which will be broken even more.

The smell of blood permeated little by little.

"Oh, who is bleeding?"

"Where is the blood? Why is there such a strong smell?"

"Isn't there such a lot of blood when someone is dead?"

Wei Dao thought to himself: It's really strange. There was no such thing last time. It seems that everyone didn't have time to smell so much blood, and my wound was bandaged.

"Ugh-"

Di Weiliao habitually pressed Weidao's wound, causing Weidao to tremble in pain while trying to keep himself quiet, but he still couldn't suppress a sob.

Di Weiliao smiled and said: "Because I have to take care of your emotions, and I want you to cooperate with me to play, of course, you can't heal the wound too quickly, and your wound is so big, my speed is a little slower, naturally it will be bigger It smells like blood. Is it really that painful? It hurts so much that you can't even think about it?"

His words were clearly sarcastic.

Wei Dao took the time to check his condition, and this time his pain sensitivity doubled unconsciously.

It hurts even more than last time. Last time it was a quick cut, but this time it was just a lazy donkey doing foreign work.

Still can't compare which one is easier.

Wei Dao opened his mouth and couldn't hold back his sobs, tears welled up in his eyes, and he wanted to smile again, trying to balance his face with a slight twitch, and said in a low voice, "You wait for me."

He didn't mean to say this, but he forgot what he was going to say when he opened his mouth.

Di Wei paused, giving Wei Dao a little time to relax.

Wei Dao thought for a while and said, "Be gentle."

Di Weilai pressed him again without hesitation.

After Wei Dao was injured, he took care of the wounds. After all, Wei Dao had to twist himself into a twist before he could apply the medicine himself. If you want to kill him, just take a pair of scissors, and while he is asleep and unconscious, just stab him and it's over.

It's so easy.

Wei Dao had such a big injury on his back, even if he wanted to resist, he probably wouldn't be stronger than Di Weiliao.

In other words, if Di Weiliao wants to kill Wei Dao, he can even be very gentle. He doesn't have to do it himself, and he doesn't have to pay attention to anything. He just needs to leave Wei Dao, and within two or three days, Wei Dao can kill himself, not from starvation and thirst. It's like dying of pain, sickness, death, etc. Anyway, there will be no good results.

For Wei Dao, he doesn't care about death, as long as he dies quickly, he doesn't care about anything else.

Don't let it hurt until you die.

If it hadn't been for Di Weilai yelling at him to change his medicine, he might not have remembered it.

In terms of injury, even if Di Weiliao cut off another layer of flesh from the wound on Weidao's back, it might not be worth the severe headache caused by Weidao's anger just now when he joked about Weidao.

Wei Dao doesn't mind this kind of injury that can be healed with a little time. He cares more about being hit on the spiritual level. Maybe this is one of the manifestations of a certain degree of desire to win or lose.

The problem is not big.

Anyway, he knew that Di Weilai would not kill him, so he could take a slight step back in other matters.

But it still hurts.

Wei Dao suppressed his voice and shouted: "Take it easy!"

Di Wei smiled and said, "I know."