If You Don’t Go To Hell, Who Will?

I bought something with the car in the supermarket downstairs in his house and went upstairs.

When I cooked the hot **** sugar, Zhongyuan had already taken a shower. He was sitting on the sofa, holding a gray wolf's pillow in his arms and looking at me with a smile. His hair is wet, and his body seems to be still covered with a layer of water vapor, soft and moist. His expression was lazy, and he smiled a little. He saw it in his eyes, and inexplicably had a feeling of guilty conscience. I finally understood that Zhong Yuan’s expression that looked like a bad smile was born. This expression always made people feel that he was going to do bad things and he would blush. I suddenly remembered that Xiao Er once said to me, "Girls like boys who are bad and bad, but not boys who have broken up." Now it seems that Zhong Yuan should belong to the kind of bad boy. No wonder. There are so many people who like him.

I am a little lamented. In fact, at the beginning, I liked the kind of honest and honest appearance...>_<

I handed the **** sugar to Zhong Yuan. He didn't pick it up, but he looked at me straight and slowly opened his mouth.

I was speechless, but I had a **** syrup on one side, took a spoonful, put it in front and blew it, and then sent it to his mouth.

Zhongyuan opened his mouth and drank the **** syrup. His eyes still stared at me. His eyes were like the outer flame of an alcohol lamp. It was dangerous and hot. It seemed that my cheeks were steaming.

Zhong Yuan swallowed the **** sugar in his mouth, and the throat rolled down. Then he put out his tongue and licked the liquid remaining on his lips. Zhong Yuan always looks unusually demon when doing this action, not to mention that he is just taking a bath now, under the chandelier light, the white and flawless skin, so you can see impeccable facial features, and delicate and delicate neck. The clavicle, each of which is capable of smashing the soul, is a combination of these, it is a deadly temptation...

So, I swallowed my mouth very disappointingly.

Zhong Yuan picked up his mouth and sent a smile that the dead man did not pay for it. This is poison and poison. He whispered his lips, and the low-pitched poisonous voice came: "Wood, what do you think?"

"Cough, nothing," I was a little flustered, putting the bowl on the coffee table next to it. "That, I am going to cook."

At this time, Zhongyuan’s cell phone rang. I just wanted to go away, but he took me to sit next to him, then he connected the phone and pressed the hands-free.

The voice of the passerby B on the phone came: "Zhong Yuan, is there something wrong with finding a brother?"

Zhong Yuan: "I introduce you to a girlfriend."

Passerby B’s voice immediately alerted: "Just kidding, are you so kind?"

Zhong Yuan: "Fat water does not flow outside the field."

Passerby B: "Well, what about the other side? How is the figure?"

Zhong Yuan: "One hundred pick one."

Passerby B: "Really, really?"

Zhong Yuan: "When did I fool you?"

Passerby B: "Just kidding, when you lie, you always let the victim have a hard time."

Zhong Yuan: "You don't know when you meet."

Passerby B: "Yes, how about her character? You can call me a poet or a philosopher. In short, a woman without depth is not suitable."

Zhong Yuan: "Congratulations, she is a book."

Passerby B: "Yes, then what book is she?"

Zhong Yuan: "You will know when you see her. Now it says too much influences mystery."

Zhong Yuan and passerby B **** for a while, and the two hang up. I curiously asked Zhong Yuan, "What book is Shi Han?"

Zhong Yuan raised his mouth and smiled and called it a enchanting man. He replied: "Violence Aesthetics."

I:"……"

Zhong Yuan also dialed the phone of Shi Wei.

Shi Wei: "Kid, is there something?"

Zhong Yuan: "I introduce you to a boyfriend."

Shi Wei: "It's so fresh, you introduce me to my boyfriend?"

Zhong Yuan: "Yes, my college classmate."

Shi Wei: "Just kidding, what good bird can play with you, you don't know how many people I chase?"

Zhong Yuan: "I know that you have no one to chase."

Shi Wei: "You...!"

Zhong Yuan: "He is a graduate student in the philosophy department of B."

Shi Wei: "Philosophy, philosophy, philosophy?"

Zhong Yuan: "Yes, philosophers and artists are simply born."

Shi Wei: "Well, if this is true, then I can allow him to be one of my pursuers."

Zhong Yuan: "He is not only a philosopher, but also versatile."

Shi Wei: "Really? What will he be?"

Zhong Yuan: "Tonggubo today, Wenwu Shuangquan. Shangneng astrology fortune-telling, can engrave the certificate."

Shi Wei: "Ah, ah, I like it!"

Zhong Yuan’s face was a discouraged smile: “I like it.”

The next two men conspired together to deal with Passerby B's special policy, as well as the time and place of the first meeting, and then ended the call.

At this time, I am still in a stunned.

Zhong Yuan patted my shoulder and comforted me: "Don't worry, you can lie in the rivers and lakes that have been shunned for four years, and you can see how deep the road is."

I:"……"

I swallowed and asked Zhong Yuan: "Is this the legendary weeding root?"

"Yeah." Zhong Yuan said as he squeezed my earlobe, his fingers were soft, my earlobe was soft, and two soft things were squeezed together. There was an abnormality. Comfortable.

"But, can this be done?" I always think that Shi Wei and passerby B are a little out of tune together, and they can't even think of a piece of it, let alone really together.

Zhong Yuan looked up at me lazily. "Wood, you have to be imaginative. Even if you don't have confidence in the technique of passerby B, you have confidence in Shih's IQ. Even if you don't have confidence in the charm of passerby B, Have confidence in the taste of Shi Wei."

If this tongue twister is normal, I didn't react for a while. After thinking for a long time, I realized it. So I asked: "So, according to your point of view, will Shi Yi like passerby B?"

Zhong Yuan nodded and smiled. "There are ten out of ten."

"However, if passerby B does not like history, what should I do?"

Zhong Yuan: "That doesn't matter."

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I stood up and said, "I really have to cook this time."

Zhong Yuan suddenly pulled me into his arms and held it tightly. He used his chin to rub my head. After a long time, he said, "Wood, there is one more thing, I want to confess to you."

"What?" My heart sank, and Zhong Yuan’s tone was very serious, which made me a little uneasy.

The clock was hesitant. "Actually, my grandfather..."

I hurriedly asked, "What happened to your grandfather, and he wants you to make history?"

"That's not it," Zhong Yuan glared at my hair and licked my forehead with a face. "Just... I didn't tell you before, my grandfather is working in the bank?"

I nodded in his arms. "Yeah." But I still don't understand what Zhong Yuan said.

Zhong Yuan: "In fact, he has two holding investment banks abroad."

I scratched my head and didn't understand. "What is investment banking? Is it easy to control?"

Zhong Yuan replied: "It's not too difficult."

"Hey, what do you want to say?"

Zhong Yuan did not answer my question, but said from his own self: "In addition, he is still controlling a small consortium in China."

Consortium... investment bank... holding...

These words are linked together, and I finally understand what Zhongyuan wants to express.

Finally, Zhong Yuan took my face and looked at my eyes seriously. He said, "Wood, I hope you don't dislike me."

I:"……"