032 Come at me alone

"Because I don't covet big money because I have a small amount of money!"

"No," Wushan's eyes were unfathomable, and there seemed to be a whole mysterious galaxy hidden in them, "because one is your personal interest, and the other is the interest of the entire welfare home, right? It seems that you really care about those bear children!"

"What do you want to do?" Xiaobai asked vigilantly, "If you have the ability, you can rush me alone, don't fight the idea of the welfare home!"

The corners of his mouth hooked: "OK, what you just said, I will rush at you alone today!"

Wushan's big hand mercilessly stroked the place where the snow was embraced.

Having read countless people, he could not deny that the feel and elasticity of this snow peak were excellent, and the size was not bad, but the physiological reaction that Wushan was expecting did not come as scheduled.

He could still rise at any time and bravely storm cities and lands, but the desire that he hoped for most passionately from his heart never appeared.

Obviously, the "conditioning" of the past few days has ended in failure.

Xiaobai felt ashamed, and Wushan also felt ashamed, because he had lost half of the fun in his life, and basically only the half that the commercial kingdom brought to him was left.

Suddenly, Wushan got up and left with a "whoosh", and shouted uncontrollably in despair: "Go away! Go as far as possible!"

Xiaobai, who was infinitely forbearing, was suddenly awakened by this thunderous roar, and hurriedly left.

However, this person is sick, and this person is already the second time.

Obviously, you took the initiative to provoke others, and you told them to get out halfway, is my sister's figure so unbearable?

Xiaobai dragged his bag from the trunk and got out of the car without looking back.

After landing on the ground, I looked around, Damn, this lavender garden is too big, it must have several acres of land, right?

Due to global warming, many of the flowers that should bloom in midsummer are still blooming, but they are not in their prime, so they are not suitable for viewing, so there are no tourists here.

Even if the bouquets of small flowers are so beautiful and fragrant that they are intoxicating, Xiaobai, who has just suffered a great humiliation, is in no mood to appreciate it at this moment.

She didn't know how to go home if she didn't have a store in the village or behind the village. When I drove over just now, it felt like it had been open for a long time, and this is a suburb, right?

took out his mobile phone, and there was no signal in this broken ground.

As a road idiot, Xiaobai had to follow the lavender that was crushed by tires on the ground, and walked out of this place that should be romantic step by step, according to the way he came, until there was a signal to call a taxi.

The hatred for Wushan has undoubtedly deepened.

At night, Xiaobai tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, lying in bed luck.

And the thing that made her most angry was that even she was surprised.

She knows that although she is not a big beauty, she has always been proud of her well-proportioned figure.

Let's not talk about how mixed up the demon is, just why is he not satisfied with his sister's figure, why? Have I eaten fat recently?

Thinking of this, Xiaobai lifted the quilt and got up, leaving only Xiao Nene to run to the dressing mirror to take a closer look.

Because he loves outdoor sports, although his face is not so white for the time being, his skin is whiter than snow, smooth and creamy, without a trace of flesh, and he was born in dancing, so his waist is extraordinarily soft.

Of course, there is no shortage of catties and catties where there should be meat.

With a measuring stick in his eyes, he checked his figure critically inch by inch, and Xiaobai returned to bed satisfied, sneezing twice from the cold.

But she didn't want to admit that it was just a stinky cold: "It's okay to think that Chun Ni misses me, or maybe my parents miss me."

The mother in my memory is a beautiful woman, with a beautiful demeanor and a well-rounded figure.

If the mother knew that her daughter was so miserable now, it would definitely be very sad for any wealthy man to play with and humiliate at will.

If Meng Junyao knew...... Xiaobai didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he shrank into the quilt and covered his head sadly.

In the small room, there are two extravagant bookcases.

Covered with dust cloths, there are romance novels that girls like, books about dance and art, and chicken soup for the soul, but more famous books, including classics such as "Analects" and "Book of Songs".

Although it is not cheap to buy so many books, Xiaobai thought at the beginning: Since I am not financially rich, then I can make myself spiritually rich, so I can take advantage of the same.

The purpose of these books is to convey truth, goodness and beauty. But Xiaobai, who read these books, finally became a disdainful of himself......

There was another sound next door, creaking, and other indescribable movements.

The sound insulation of the old house is too poor, and Xiaobai is used to it. In the cry of "ecstasy", she couldn't help but think of the lavender garden during the day.

"Ahh

Just as he was thinking about it, a sudden shout suddenly rose from the next door.

There are many nights, Xiaobai can't sleep because he is worried that the bed next door is not strong enough, in case the two sisters are on the rise, and the bed collapses, it should be a lot of disappointment!

Listening to the degree of "creaking", the bed is not far from collapsing, why don't these two people know to change the bed? This kind of thing is not good to take the initiative to remind people, every time I see Sister Zhang, I can't open my mouth.

But listening to the movement next door today, I don't know why I can always think of myself, even if I turn over and cover my head with a pillow, my ears are still feverish.

Unconsciously remembered Wushan's eyes.

Why does a big man look so good-looking with a pair of eyes?

His eyes were deep, but when he roared, his expression was visibly painful.

Why is it painful? Why is it painful to see my sister's hot body? Shouldn't you feel that you have made too much money?!

Xiaobai turned over.

Could it be that he has some hidden ailment?

Who in the world doesn't know that lust is a man's hidden disease!

I turned over a few times like a pancake, but I still couldn't sleep.

Why are Sister Zhang and the others next door so addicted and so happy?

Why is it so painful?

I guess it's the wrong person. If it's someone you like, such as Meng Junyao, it must feel different, right? Anyway, romance novels are written like this......

At this moment, Wushan also can't sleep.

He would rather give half of his wealth and use it to buy back his desires. But it's like spending money to buy time, it's impossible.

There is always something in the world, whether you are rich or poor, it does not discriminate and does not buy your account.

After Xiaobai left during the day, Wushan lay alone on the ground of the lavender manor for a long time, puzzled.

Later, when I drove out of the manor, I realized that I had to drive so far to get out, and I don't know how long the girl had walked on foot.

Why? Why did I feel the urge to apologize to someone for the first time?

In the past two days, I happened to see the news that the world's first head replacement surgery has been successful.

Fortunately, it was advertised as the "first case", otherwise he really doubted that his head had been secretly replaced? Why is there so many places that are not like the original self?

He thought for a while, took his mobile phone, and sent a text message to Xiaobai: "The matter of the bracelet will be written off with interest." ”

Xiaobai, who was baking pancakes on the bed, received this text message, and couldn't tell what it was like.

Is this the devil apologizing for throwing himself in the wilderness?

If you apologize, you will die if you say "I'm sorry"?

Not to mention pulling down, doing such a bad and hurtful thing, even if you say I'm sorry, I won't forgive you, huh......

After Wushan finished sending the text message, he waited on the bed with his cheeks on his back for a long time and didn't see a reply, which was very unhappy.

Usually only he ignores other people's share, and other people's text messages to him are replied to in seconds.

He just couldn't understand why she didn't appreciate this little white when he opened up to this little white several times?

In the middle of the night, Ye Laihuan called, and he dared to harass Wushan at this time: "Dude, have you slept? What are you busy with after a long time? ”

"I don't know what's wrong, I just don't want to go out and have fun, and I don't want to drink. ”

"Sick?"

"Probably not. ”

"Why don't you talk less? Ask one question and say another, and you can't take the initiative to say more?"

"I don't know what to say. ”

"Then I'll tell you a joke to make you happy?"

"No need, sleep!"

"This man!

At this time, it was exactly 1 o'clock in the night, Wu Shan threw away the mobile phone and fell asleep on time, just like an alarm clock with a wound up.

At 4 o'clock in the morning, Wushan woke up on time again.

It's also very strange that he's only slept 3 hours a day lately, but he's been in surprisingly good spirits during the day, and he doesn't even seem to yawn.

I simply got up and looked at the papers, and picked out a suit from the closet.

Today, there will be a monthly meeting to preside over during the day to announce the official entry of Wu's Real Estate overseas, and the importance of Country W Capital in the global real estate market is increasing day by day.

Walking into the office, the secretary Xiao Mi greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Wu is early!"

Wu Shan glanced at her, neat and delicate, but: "The neckline is too low, change it tomorrow!"

The bright smile on Xiao Mi's face instantly froze: "Mr. Wu, didn't you say that I should be dressed... Is it more feminine?"

"Did I say that?"

"You don't remember? Oh that's okay, I'll change it tomorrow. ”

Wu Shan groaned and sat down.

Xiao Mi ran out for a moment and came in with another cup of coffee: "Mr. Wu, your favorite Guatemalan Blue Lake coffee beans have finally arrived, this time it is enough for us to wait for a month! ”

The whole spacious office was immediately filled with the rich aroma of coffee, and the skillful Xiao Mi also used white cream to pull a beautiful flower pattern on the surface of the coffee.

Xiao Mi, who thought he had done a job perfectly, waited for him to taste his craft.

Wu Shan glanced at the unfamiliar mug suspiciously: "Guatemala Blue Lake coffee beans?

He wondered, did I have amnesia?

Because he not only did not have the slightest desire to drink this kind of coffee, which was claimed to be his favorite coffee before, but also had no impression at all.