A Guide to Surviving Without Money

The cold wind was blowing on his handsome face, a pair of deep black eyes carried a more piercing cold than this winter, his lips were slightly pursed: "I'll say it again, get out."

The leading man suddenly felt a chill down his back, are they still afraid of him, the man thought secretly, and waved his hand towards Leng Pingsheng's face.

Leng Pingsheng didn't show any expression on his face, he raised his hand slightly and directly stopped the man's punch, then raised his foot, and kicked him fiercely, the man didn't expect the opponent's strength to be so strong, he just lay down I fell on the ground, clutching my hands, and couldn't stand up for a long time.

Several people in the same group glanced at each other and communicated with each other, whether to go up or not, the final result was to rush in. What they didn't know was that Leng Ping had been a black belt for a long time, and it was fun to deal with them As if, the last three or five people lay on the ground covering their painful positions.

Leng Pingsheng glanced at his watch, it was time to go back at this point, but Uncle Zhang probably had already rested, and Uncle Zhang was getting older recently, and he seemed to have more energy than energy to do anything, so he didn't want to disturb him to rest again.

The engine started, and he headed in one direction. A familiar house appeared in front of him. The car stopped at the door of the house without any mistakes. He leaned on the car and looked at the closed door. The lights inside must have not been extinguished Fujino hasn't fallen asleep yet, so what will he be doing?

His eyes were warm and yearning, and the tenderness and delicacy that had never been seen on this man made him look extremely surprised. In one room, Fujino was lying on the bed, looking at the car light passing through the closed curtains, I don't know who it is, but at night, the car lights are so bright that they don't let others sleep.

He tossed and turned on the bed, but the headlights were not turned off all the time, so he simply got up from the bed, walked to the curtain, opened the curtain, and the light came in completely, all of a sudden his whole room was as bright as day .

He squinted and looked at the car outside, the black car, the logo looked like a Land Rover, and when he mentioned Land Rover, he couldn't help but think of that person, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, that person is at a banquet now, how could he appear here Woolen cloth?

No matter who it is, the headlights of this person's car are too bright to make him fall asleep. Fujino walked out wearing a padded jacket, opened the door, and couldn't see anyone or anything inside through the black window.

He took a deep breath and knocked lightly on the window. The people inside the car suddenly opened their eyes. Looking at the people outside the car window, they opened their eyes wide in disbelief, and the car window slowly rolled down. .

When he was about to remind others to turn off the lights, he was stunned when he saw this face: "Why is it you, Mr. Leng? Why are you here?"

"I'm here to blow some air along the way." Leng Pingsheng's face was calm, as if he was really here to blow some air, but this is unbelievable to Fujino. Not so smooth.

He didn't point out, just smiled: "Mr. Leng, do you want to go in and have a drink?"

It was originally a joke, but who knew that Leng Pingsheng really nodded, got out of the car, and entered the house on his own, Fujino watched him go in blankly, couldn't help but followed, slapped himself on the mouth, and cursed Said: "The mouth is cheap."

Leng Pingsheng leaned on the sofa, like a group of guests, he went to get a bottle of drink, put it on the table in front of the sofa, and poured a glass, he frowned, looked at the fruit orange in front of him, Some hesitation.

The expression on his face told Fujino exactly: "I just don't like drinking this."

Fujino pretended not to know: "Mr. Leng please."

Finally, Leng Pingsheng frowned and drank the drink. The taste was not too bad, and he didn't see a worse expression. Fujino looked at the sky outside and said: "It's almost twelve o'clock now, I'll go first It's time to sleep, Mr. Leng, please go ahead."

"I'll sleep here with you." Leng Ping finished his sentence and went straight into the bedroom. Fujino stood there, and it took him a long time to realize that there was another person in his bedroom in a daze.

Now in winter, the weather is cold, sleeping on the sofa must be a cold, he decided to sleep on the bed and squeeze with him.

Fujino took off his clothes and left a long johns on his body. The autumn clothes belonged to Doraemon, and he slowly fell asleep. Leng Pingsheng slept outside, so he could only choose to sleep inside.

Leng Pingsheng closed his eyes and could feel the temperature of the people around him. Fujino gave him a careful look, and tried to press himself against the wall as tightly as possible. The cold wall was extremely uncomfortable against her, and the whole person could not wait to shiver. .

He took a deep breath, the wall was almost warmed by him, there was only one cup, which could only cover one person, but now two people seemed a bit crowded, most of the cups were on Leng Pingsheng's side, so He just put up a body, and it was cold behind him.

It was alright at first, but it got colder as it went on, he opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling and sighed, he was really asking for trouble, if he had known that he would sleep peacefully, he would be fine.

Just as he was thinking, a hand passed under his body, hugged his waist tightly, and pulled his whole body back, Fujino leaned over, the sudden softness behind him made him unable to bear the cold His whole body leaned against each other.

His hands suddenly rested on Fujino's waist, and the two of them pressed tightly against each other. Fujino blushed and didn't dare to move for a moment, his body stiffened. The person he liked was by his side, but he dared not move.

He kept this stiff body all the time, but he was sleepy after all, so he fell asleep. This night was really tormented, and Fujino was really heartbroken. The morning came, and the weekend would also pass.

Fujino moved his body, looked at the shoulders on his body, and suddenly dared not move again. There seemed to be something stiff on his buttocks. He moved, and suddenly Leng Pingsheng's deep voice came from his ear: "Don't move, at your own peril."

Fujino didn't dare to move any more. After a while, he realized why he was afraid of him. This is his own territory. He suddenly lifted Leng Pingsheng's arms and sat down, his body exposed to the cold air. The whole person shrank back.

Leng Pingsheng looked at him a little funny, and couldn't help but hold him tightly in his arms. He wanted to struggle, but the opponent's strength was very different, and he didn't have the ability to resist him at all.

He also enjoyed this feeling quite a bit. After struggling a few times on purpose, he began to enjoy the few warmth. Fujino pressed against Leng Pingsheng's chest, turned around, and opened a pair of hazy eyes: "Yesterday you said What?"