Desire is born from excess, and evil is born from prohibition.

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Tiffany looked at the sleeping Cui Wen, and gently touched Cui Wen's cheek with her hand, a man actually had a woman's jaw angle, how can it be said in the book, it is a peach blossom appearance, it is really worrying.

In fact, Tiffany is very sensitive, including Sika, including Yuna and Xiannai, Tiffany has feelings, and even that nerd Yuri has a good impression of Cui Wen, she knows. But she didn't want to say, what would happen if she did? Tiffany didn't know, she thought those people would be sad.

Because she's Tiffany, they didn't blatantly rob it, and because she's Tiffany, she can't say either. Everyone has been together for so long, how can they not know. It's just that they're all restrained.

She knows the feelings of the busy, and she expects Cui Wen Tiffany to put herself in her shoes, and it seems that it is really difficult between her and the busy. Thinking of this, he kissed Cui Wen's cheek with satisfaction.

Tiffany is sometimes very contradictory, idols are the most golden moment today, whether it is the ability to make money or the temptation of the stage. It will be very tiring to eat this bowl of rice in a few years. I won't run to film and television like Yun'er and them. If Cui Wen asks her to be a housewife? It's not impossible, but it's better not to, she's only in her twenties.

Sometimes Tiffany is very worried about Cui Wen's lifestyle, either bored at home, or going out to contact people in the entertainment industry, how chaotic this circle is, and there are people who know better than them? Thinking of Cui Wen's conditions, Tiffany is angry for no reason, why make so much money, is it not good to be a Hongdae building? You have no money, I will support you, it's not good. I'm very generous. It's okay to give you 10,000 yuan a day, no more than 30,000 yuan at most.

Changed his position, pushed Cui Wen to lie flat, and carefully checked it from head to toe, well, there was no trace of strawberries, and he turned Cui Wen over with his feet, and there was no mark on the back, etc., is this back scratched? Tiffany carefully touched the shallow marks on Cui Wen's back, oh, it was a sleep pressure mark.

"What the hell, dear. ”

Cui Wen was lying on his stomach, physically and mentally exhausted for the past few days, and it was easy to sleep well with Tiffany in his arms. Here's what's going on.

Tiffany squinted her eyes and used her brain,

"Hmph~ Pay attention next time, there are still scratches on the back, tell her to tap. Don't wear out my oppa. ”

"What the hell are you talking about?"

After Cui Wen experienced the torture of busyness, he realized a truth. It's right not to admit it.

"I said, the technician who gave you a massage, you are my baby's oppa. ”

Cui Wen didn't listen to it right, what does this mean? One delay and two, even with Hong Zhenying, I have to learn from the boiled duck.

"Huh~ What are you talking about! Sleep. ”

Cui Wen slowly turned sideways, hugged Tiffany back to the side, and pressed Tiffany with his thigh. The head rests on top of Tiffany's head, ready to sleep.

"Oppa, I'm not a doll bear. Help! Your thighs are sinking. ”

Tiffany shook it a few times, stretched out her legs hard, and found that she still couldn't escape Cui Wen's suppression.

"Oppa, you brought it on yourself, hey, hey, hey. ”

Tiffany took it back, and Cui Wen was honest.

"Cui Wenxi, I warn you, don't act rashly. Now turn me obediently with your back to me. ”

"You're holding me, how do I turn around?" ”

"Anyway, turn around, I'm going to sleep like you. ”

Cui Wen slowly turned his back to Tiffany, Tiffany patted Cui Wen's back with satisfaction, threw a leg on Cui Wen's body, looked at Cui Wen's head, forget it, put his head against his back, and prepared to sleep.

"Oppa, your legs are too high, can you lower it, I'm so tired from putting my legs on it. ”

Tiffany found the position too uncomfortable. I straddled Cui Wen's waist, and I felt like my legs were being broken. After thinking about it, Tiffany turned around again and said,

"Oppa, I'm going to sleep!"

"Sleep!"

"Come and hug me, don't put your legs on your legs. ”

Cui Wen obediently turned back and hugged Tiffany,

"Oppa, I said you can't get on your legs, not even the middle ones. ”

"Oh, there's nowhere to put it. ”

"And what do you want?"

"Have you ever heard of snake instincts?"

"Snakes, I hate it, it's crispy when I think about it. Don't say it. ”

"Then don't talk about it!"

Tiffany wanted to sleep, but now she felt like a captured captive, being held with a stick. I twisted it and found that it still didn't work.

"Oppa, can you sleep?"

"Yes. ”

"How do you sleep like this?"

"You lift your legs, so be it. ”

Tiffany couldn't help but curse, who still has a stick to sleep with?

"Oppa, can you sleep?"

"Honey, do you sleep or not?"

Tiffany turned her head with crooked eyes with a smile, looking at Cui Wen's sleeping appearance,

"Oppa, you're not honest"

"Bend the bend, turn around. ”

Tiffany was pushed by Cui Wen's hand and turned around. Tiffany felt Cui Wen's warm snort on the back of her neck. Tiffany sensed that Trivin seemed to want to say something,

"Oppa, what do you want to say?"

"I just rubbed and didn't go in. ”

“......”

"Really, don't go in. ”

"That's not good, it's a best-of-five game. ”

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Cui Wen sat on the sofa, watching TV very intently, the documents sent by Jin Sanfu on the coffee table were already very high, and Cui Wu, the man in black, was still petting the cat.

"Alas~"

Cui Wen moved, he wanted to drink water, but his waist was so sore, looking at Cui Wu looking at him, he was about to open his mouth, when Cui Wu, the man in black, spoke,

"Ape is a cat, she can't carry water for you, she can't cook for you, you don't have to be too lazy to move. I'll just get it for you. ”

"Oh, thanks, let's have a glass of apple juice. ”

"Apple juice, shouldn't you drink goji juice?"

"Goji berries can still be juiced?"

"Idiot!"

Cui Wen drank apple juice, his eyes kept slipping towards Cui Wu, as if he had something to say, Cui Wu was itchy when he was watched. I couldn't stand it, so I had to ask,

"What's the matter? ”

"Aren't you Taoists a health preservation technique?"

"Stop, don't be a Taoist, I'm just a servant. ”

Cui Wen was very depressed, how to say this problem, it is just a common problem of young people, just greedy for joy. Who doesn't want to get a little stronger that. Isn't it said that there are thousands of Taoist families, and there are not all kinds of double cultivation?

"You don't double cultivate?"

Cui Wen is still not afraid of the man in black.

"What are you going to do? Bikes? We don't even have a memory. You're really..."

Cui Wen was helpless, since he was cheeky and went out, he didn't care once or twice.

"Lord System, do you know? I know you're listening. ”

"I'm not just listening, I'm laughing. You ask how ghosts can double cultivate, and how can they collect yin and supplement yang?"

Cui Wen was completely wilted, yes, these two things are not human. I was in a bad mood, so I threw my legs on the coffee table, and the documents were kicked apart.

Cui Wu hurriedly went over to clean it up. This kid is really upset, looking at Cui Wen's unlucky appearance, he said,

"Lord Soul Slayer, you can help him, look at this cowardice. I can't do anything on this day. ”

"You just get used to him, and you will bear the consequences. ”

As soon as Cui Wen heard this, he came to his senses. There's a door.

"Don't be stinky, what do you think, teach you a one-hand lock technique, and the energy consumption is only one-tenth. ”

"Lord System, don't you have that kind of secret method with infinite power and infinite energy?"

"Nope. ”

"Youth is eternal, the kind of invincible childishness, is there one?"

"Nope. ”

"And what do you have?"

"I have experience in treating strokes right away. ”

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Cui Wen is ironing, one-tenth of his energy is consumed, and his physical strength is still 100% consumed, in order not to be pressed under him in the future, Cui Wen decided to resume training and began to work iron. It's very simple to make an iron, a phone call, and Brother Zhong Guoge will arrange it.

It's a good life to be a good one, Cui Wen doesn't have any extra thoughts, he sleeps well, and eats well. What feelings, emotions have become distant in the sound of clanging iron. In Cui Wen's eyes, in addition to the barbell, it is an iron plate, and there are two big white peaches that are getting closer and closer. Looks familiar and beats to greet Cui Wen.

"Long time no see, Cui Wenxi. ”

The owner of the peach smiled happily.