He is from a fighting nation

The scene was once very embarrassing.Wu Liang didn't expect Zhou Xiangwan to recognize him at all, and he didn't expect Zhou Xiangwan to be so pampered and pampered in Russia. He even had to be fed for meals. No wonder he is 25 years old and can't even drag the floor!

Wu Liang stood still. Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhou Xiangwan squinted his eyes and muttered in English, "Can't understand Russian? What country are you from? You can't speak Russian, how did you pass the interview?"

Wu Liang has been rushing to catch up on Russian in the past few days. He has a photographic memory, his brain is like a scanner, and he can already understand simple Russian. He knows that Zhou Xiangwan asked him to feed him, but Wu Liang always has a feeling in his heart. The lingering feeling of weirdness, and later, he finally figured it out, this feeling is called - I am green myself.

Zhou Xiangwan looked at Wu Liang sleepily for a few times, then suddenly smiled, and said, "You and my boyfriend look alike." Hiccupped, "But you are uglier than him. His eyes are black!" Your eyes are too green, as ugly as wearing colored contact lenses. My eyes are the prettiest, and my boyfriend is second, hehe."

Sometimes Zhou Xiangwan could always say some very cute words, which miraculously extinguished Wu Liang's anger. He took a deep breath, controlled his temper, held a lemon honey cake in one hand, and a small spoon in the other, and dug a spoonful The cake, which was neatly formed into a standard cube, was close to Zhou Xiangwan's lips.

The lemon cake was moist and soft, with a faint sweet taste of honey. Zhou Xiangwan sniffed it first, closed his eyes and opened his mouth, snatched the cake away with a groan, chewed it twice, and said, "It's not delicious."

Qian Meng said, "How about some mashed potatoes?"

Even when Zhou Xiangwan was drunk, he still maintained strict body management, saying, "No, I have to kill fat in the cradle." He leaned on Qian Meng's lap with ease, lazily, and moved towards Wu Liang like an old man Move your index finger.

Wu Liang "???"

Qian Meng reminded in a low voice, "Wipe your mouth."

Wu Liang had blue veins popping out of his forehead, thinking what kind of memory Zhou Xiangwan had, he had signed the contract and promised not to rely on Qian Meng's thigh, but Zhou Xiangwan didn't count on what he said!Although Wu Liang knew very well that Qian Meng was a straight man of pure blood, every time he saw him and Zhou Xiangwan inseparably together, it made him very uncomfortable. He poked Qian Meng and bent down to support Zhou Xiangwan. Wan's head was straightened, and then he raised his hand to wipe his mouth. Wu Liang was angry, and his hands became a little heavy. Zhou Xiangwan frowned slightly, slapped Wu Liang, and slapped Wu Liang's hand away. Dissatisfied, "Salary deduction! Your mouth will be wiped out!"

Wu Liang "..."

Wu Liang couldn't speak, so he bowed silently to Zhou Xiangwan with a 90-degree bow to express his apology. Zhou Xiangwan's heart was full of alarm bells, and he stared at him and said, "Why are you bending over, are you going to seduce me? You don't even have a chest No! Don't count on it, you are not good enough for me!"

Wu Liang straightened up abruptly, and looked at Zhou Xiangwan in disbelief.

Zhou Xiangwan clicked his tongue, and said viciously, "What are you looking at, stay away from me. If you look at it again, I will quit you!"

Wu Liang suddenly discovered that Zhou Xiangwan was really a kind-hearted little angel who was sweet and coquettish when he met him.Zhou Xiangwan is an outsider, regardless of gender, but now he has a temper that is not as good as a pig or a dog. When he first arrived at the company, he almost made Wu Liang angry. He has not experienced it for a long time.

"Pfft ha ha ha ha!" Qian Meng held his stomach, leaned on the sofa and twitched with laughter.

The more Zhou Xiangwan looked at the maid in front of him, the more he felt like Wu Liang.However, with Zhou Xiangwan's hundred brains, he would never have imagined that Wu Liang could be so hardcore that he would do a coquettish act of lurking beside him in women's clothing, so Zhou Xiangwan just thought they looked alike.

Zhou Xiangwan blinked. The maid in front of him was somewhat similar to Wu Liang, which intensified his yearning for Wu Liang. He rubbed his eyes and stood up, sat upright on the desk, raised his pen, Staring at Wu Liang with a serious expression.

Wu Liang's Adam's apple twitched, and he was a little nervous. He expected Zhou Xiangwan to recognize him, but he was also afraid that Zhou Xiangwan would not recognize him.

Of course, Wu Liang was overthinking too much. After Zhou Xiangwan was drunk, his IQ got a root sign, but he still didn't recognize Wu Lianglai. The strange behavior deliberately attracted his attention, and he said angrily, "Why are you standing there in a daze? Make tea. Get out after brewing."

Wu Liang "..."

Wu Liang lowered his head to make tea, aggrieved and sad. Qian Meng rubbed his hands and asked curiously, "What are you going to do? Give me a raise?"

After Wu Liang brewed tea, he raised his hand to Zhou Xiangwan. The pen in Zhou Xiangwan's hand was frozen in the air, and he didn't drop it for a long time. .”

Wu Liang shook his hand, and a few drops of tea in the cup splashed on the back of Zhou Xiangwan's hand. Zhou Xiangwan hissed when he was scalded. Wu Liang hurriedly pulled Zhou Xiangwan's hand to take a closer look. Pushing away the scheming maid, she stared and shouted, "Get out! otcюдa! fuckoff! Don't try to get my attention!"

Just as Wu Liang was about to speak, Qian Meng covered Wu Liang's mouth with quick hands, and hugged him out the door. He squeezed Wu Liang all the way to the balcony, and said, "Can you keep a low profile? Are you afraid of being buried in the garden by the oligarchs?"

Wu Liang paused, and asked, "I called Zhou Xiangwan before, why couldn't I get through?"

Qian Meng scratched his face and said, "How do I know, you might have been blocked, why don't you try calling again?"

Wu Liang nodded, and took out his mobile phone from his skirt. The mobile phone was stained with body temperature, and it miraculously did not freeze to death.Qian Meng yawned, and before leaving, repeatedly told Wu Liang not to be impulsive, and to go back to his room after making the phone call. After Qian Meng left, Wu Liang dialed Zhou Xiangwan's phone, beeped twice, and answered immediately. Got it - not blocked!

With the sound of electric current and Zhou Xiangwan's breathing, Wu Liang finally said the first sentence to Zhou Xiangwan, "Hello..."

This time, Zhou Xiangwan received a call from Wu Liang, rolled all over the bed excitedly, bounced a few times and then returned to the desk, taking a sip of tea dignifiedly.Zhou Xiangwan realized that he was still angry, and he had to have an angry attitude. He snorted coldly and said, "Mr. Wu, are you not busy? You can still think of me, I am angry, I am so angry Hair is standing on end."

Wu Liang added, "That idiom is called, bristling with anger."

Zhou Xiangwan "Is it time for you to popularize science?! I'm going to hang up!"

"Wait!" Wu Liang remembered Wei Tianxiang's earnest teaching again, and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry! I called you later, but I couldn't get through."

Zhou Xiangwan thought for a while, probably he was so angry that he threw his phone into the fountain, but he didn't want to admit it, so he just snorted and remained silent.

Wu Liang looked from the balcony, the night sky was clear, the flying snowflakes fell on the railing like petals, and the warm light in Zhou Xiangwan's room could be seen from three rooms away.

So close, yet so far away.

Wu Liang raised his hand to catch a snowflake, thinking about Zhou Xiangwan especially, and also wanted to see what love letter he wrote, but he was used to introversion, and he just looked at the sky and said with difficulty, "How is the weather there?"

Zhou Xiangwan didn't bother to answer such boring questions, and asked bluntly, "Do you miss me?"

Wu Liang was silent for a moment, hummed, and said in a low voice, "I want to. I really want to."

Zhou Xiangwan was happy, and solemnly put the written love letter into the envelope, and said arrogantly, "I miss you. Who told you not to answer my call. If you don't answer next time, I will never miss you again."

Wu Liang smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up. Standing in the cold wind, he didn't feel cold at all. When he talked to Zhou Xiangwan, every word he said was like a cluster of small flames burning in his heart.

After Zhou Xiangwan finished writing the love letter, he was finally sleepy. He kicked off his shoes and lay down on his 48-square-meter big bed, muttering, "I'm going to bed. I met a flirty Italian today, and it made me mad. Yes. And then there is a maid who looks a lot like you, clumsily trying to seduce me, you have to have a sense of crisis, everyone loves Zhou Xiangwan!"

Wu Lemon Essence Cool "...I know."

"Coax me to sleep." Zhou Xiangwan became sleepier as he talked, but he still didn't want to hang up the phone, and said, "I want to hear...you sing. I don't listen to PI. I haven't even heard you sing."

Wu Liang "... how about next time?"

Zhou Xiangwan, "Wu Liang, think about it carefully, is your recent behavior a qualified boyfriend?"

Wu Liang had no artistic talent, his singing was out of tune, and he didn't know many songs. He squeezed his phone and asked, "Do you want to hear... the theme song of Ultraman Tiga?"

Zhou Xiangwan thought to himself, "What the hell is Ultraman Tiga?" but he hummed in a daze.

The snow was mixed with crushed ice, falling on the railing as if there was a sound of gold and stone breaking into jade. Wu Liang coughed and hummed in a low voice, "It's like the sun passing through the night, and the dawn slipping across the sky..."

It was not easy enough for Wu Liang to survive when he was a child. Watching TV was a very extravagant activity for him. It’s not that Wu Liang never thought of going astray. His heart was full of hostility and anger, and he even learned to pry The skill of slipping and locking the door and stealing the wallet is ready to practice.At that time, he heard Ultraman's theme song. He secretly watched Ultraman in the video store through the glass window on the street, watching Ultraman descend like a god and send the monster out of the atmosphere.

Afterwards, he never thought of stealing again.

"The road to the future is at your feet, don't be sad, don't be afraid, look forward to tomorrow with full confidence."

He was also spoiled by his parents and grew up as a coquettish child. Perhaps he subconsciously longed to be saved, and Ultraman was the original hero in his life.It's just that, slowly, this hero changed. With eyeliner and mink, he was the most inconspicuous hero in the world.

"Travel through time and space, do your best, and miracles will surely appear."

The wind and snow swept away the last sentence, Wu Liang looked at the light in Zhou Xiangwan's room, and asked in a low voice, "Does it sound good?"

Zhou Xiangwan didn't reply. Hearing his steady breathing, Wu Liang guessed that he must have fallen asleep. Looking at the heavy snow, he thought to himself, "Good night, a miracle."

Wu Liang was about to hang up the phone when suddenly there was a sound of chaotic footsteps behind him. The drunk Belev walked towards the balcony with a bottle of vodka in his hand, hanging on the railing as if it had melted, facing Wu Liang with his big red bald head Breathe out a mouthful of alcohol, "Ajiali? Help me back to my room."

When something happens to Wu Liang, as long as it doesn't involve Zhou Xiangwan, he is as stable as an old dog, and immediately grabs Belev's arm, and is about to send him back. Belev looked at Wu Liang's side face, and suddenly patted Wu Liang. He slapped his butt, hiccupped and asked, "Why haven't you come to my room recently?"

Wu Liang "!!!"

This slap made Wu Liang's body densely covered with goosebumps, and he immediately punched Belev in the face hard.

Belev groaned, and was beaten to the ground. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a small piece of skirt disappearing at the end of the corridor. Belev touched his nosebleed and thought, "Very good, little maid, you have successfully aroused my attention." Notice."