Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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A chuckle sounded from the ear, and the man's voice was hoarse and deep: "It's late."

A night of absurdity, Xie Jinzhu's eyes were overdrawn

At noon the next day, he looked at the ceiling blankly: "Qi Ling, is the butt pain the aftereffect of being drunk?"

Otherwise, why is he in so much pain?

Qi Ling churned in his sea of ​​consciousness, and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Xie Zhuo's rusty mind wandered around for a long time, and he sat up in shock as he was dying, and patted the quilt heavily: "Bastard, I want to fire him!"

"Hiss!" He stroked his waist, "It hurts!"

Shen Nianlin pushed the door open at this moment and entered, glanced at Xie Zhuo grinning, "Who do you want to fire?"

Xie Zhuo glared: "What do you think?"

You bastard, I gave you food and drink, but you coveted my body, isn't it justified to not fire you?

Shen Nianlin glanced at the guy whose face was flushed with anger, and said lightly: "Isn't my job just to serve you? Are you not satisfied?"

Are you satisfied?

Xie Zhuo's mind suddenly flashed a honey-colored chest, and the scene of a man pressed against his ear to ask whether he was satisfied, his face flushed red.

Satisfy your ancestors!

"You bastard!" He glared at Shen Nianlin fiercely, pulled off his clothes and limped away.

I can't stay in this broken place!

Shen Nianlin looked at his back, looked down at the milk in his hand, and drank it down.

Don't drink it.

Zhao Xiaojie's house.

Zhao Xiaojie, who had been up all night, looked at Brother Xie with two dark circles under his eyes, his small eyes were full of doubts: "Brother Xie, what are you doing here?"

If you don't play with your Shen Daji, why come to my ruined temple to burn incense?

Xie Zhuo snorted coldly, and sat down on the soft sofa, the expression on his face distorted for a moment: "I can't live with you for two days? Are you brothers?"

Zhao Xiaojie: "No?"

Staying for two days, co-authoring is not a temporary inspection?

"Brother Xie, what's the matter with you..." He really didn't understand now, what was going crazy with him, Brother Xie.

Xie Zhuo snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, find me a room, I'm sleepy!"

Zhao Xiaojie shoved Xie Zhuo into the guest room in a daze, and couldn't help muttering when the room was quiet: "So, what's the matter!"

In the middle of the night, Xie Zhuo, who had a good night's sleep, finally walked out of the guest room with his beehive head on like a walking corpse: "Hungry."

Hearing the faint voice, Zhao Xiaojie quickly served his boiled fish: "Brother Xie, please."

Xie Zhuo looked at Zhao Xiaojie faintly, does this bastard want to backstab him too?

I wonder if he can't eat spicy food now?

"Brother Xie?" Zhao Xiaojie looked at Xie Zhuo in confusion, not understanding why Brother Xie seemed to be in menopause.

"Order me a porridge." Xie Zhuo didn't bother to explain to him.

After Xie Zhuo finished his porridge, which was long overdue, the wonderful nightlife time came again.

It's a pity that Zhao Xiaojie didn't have the chance to enjoy it.

He looked at the big Buddha like sitting on pins and needles, waiting for his order.

After being quiet for a long time, Xie Zhuomian said expressionlessly: "Find some projects that are easy to invest and have low barriers to entry and send them to my villa for Shen Nianlin."

"Also, you have a friend from the bank? You should pay attention to Shen Nianlin's loan."

"If there are any crooked ideas that can make money, I will also make a few proposals and let Shen Nianlin choose by himself."

After holding his breath and saying this, Xie Zhuo gritted his teeth.