Before dawn, Mr. Tang made a phone call. Secretary Li helplessly got out of the quilt and dressed neatly, and rushed to President Tang's bedroom in a hurry. People are really not there, the accuracy of this old man's eyeliner message is not low!

Charity Gala! must be there. I don't know which woman's bed it was in this time. I'm not a babysitter!

Secretary Li had a dark face, and was in a terrible mood, so he followed the staff of the venue to the president's door and said lightly: "Open." ”

"Sir...... This is not in accordance with the company's regulations. "I can't afford to open the door. If you offend a big person, you don't know when you lose your life.

"Open the door, all the consequences. I'll take care of it. Although the president loves to play, it is the first time that he does not return home at night. I'd like to see what kind of person can charm the president into staying all night.

"Sir...... I ......"

Secretary Li stretched out his hand and threatened directly: "Give me the key!"

“…… Here you go. ”

Am I so terrible?

Secretary Li did not hesitate to insert the key and turn it, and pushed the door in. There are no suspenders or stockings on the ground. How could it be? How could it be? It was not the same as the battlefield after the war, which was unsightly. Covering his eyes in unimaginable, he continued to move forward with difficulty, and glanced quickly at the bed through his fingers. This...... The quilt is not messy, the hangers are neat, and there are no other broken objects. The two of them are right, but unfortunately they can't see their faces.

Secretary Li took off his leather shoes, slowly approached the head of the bed, and lifted the quilt......

Yes...... Can anyone tell me why Dean Luo and his own president sleep intimately with their heads against their heads?

Luo Xuan felt a little cold, opened his eyes that hadn't woken up yet, and said vaguely, "Secretary Li, why are you here?"

"Uh. Dean Luo, good morning. This is the quilt. Secretary Li re-covered the two of them with the quilt and looked at the president who was sleeping like a dead pig on the side.

Silently left the room, hesitantly took out his mobile phone and pressed the numbers one by one and said, "Master Tang, I guarantee that the president is sleeping very well." The reason is that I had a lot of entertainment last night, and I drank a little too much. ”

"Don't worry! The president is fine. ”

"I'll be back in the afternoon. ”

Secretary Li sighed deeply, walked into the room again, picked up a chair, sat on the side of the president's bed and watched quietly. An hour, two hours passed.

There was finally movement on the bed, Tang Rong was lazy and alarmed Luo Xuan, and the next second he lay at Secretary Li's feet with a blank face.

Tang Rong, who reacted for a while, jumped up, grabbed Luo Xuan's neck and roared, "You dare to kick me?"

The air inhaled became less and less, and Luo Xuan woke up with difficulty breathing: "Tang Rong, why are you at my house?"

"I'm not done with you kicking me. ”

"When?"

Luo Xuan looked at the two of them in confusion, his memory recovered little by little, and said to Tang Rong, who was close at hand: "If you don't let go, I'll still kick you, believe it or not?"

"You ......" beating people is justified.

Secretary Li stubbornly asked, "Dean Luo, when did you and the president become lovers?"

"Lovers?"

"Lovers?"

"Me and him?" Tang Rong really wanted to pry open Secretary Li's mind to see what he was thinking.

"Isn't it?"

"It's not. ”

Luo Xuan walked unhurriedly to the window and explained, "It's really not. If Secretary Li has this habit, please do it! President Tang likes you very much. ”

"Luo Xuan, what nonsense are you talking about? I like women! It's women!"

"Ahem...... President, the old man wants to see you in the afternoon. "Lovers quarrel!

"Oh, I see. "Tease Tang Rong, the mood is completely better. That back, you can't go wrong.

Tang Rong mechanically turned around and opened and closed his mouth: "Old man?"

"Yes. ”

"What did you tell him?"

"The president has drunk too much and hasn't woken up yet, so he will go back in the afternoon after waking up. ”

"Well done, Secretary Li. "Now I can rest assured, the old man's spit Xingzi has already been taught.

In the middle of a humid and rainy tropical forest, a rushing river runs through the gentle slope of the center, and on the top of a small three-story building covered with green vines, a semicircular open-air balcony extends to the top of the slope, and a few pieces of paper with ghost drawings are scattered messily on the diamond-shaped frosted black tiles.

A man in a black cloak slept all over the table, his swarthy neck wriggling with an unknown caterpillar covered in snow-white. With a "pop", it fell to the ground. Shaking his head, he opened his blood basin and bit the foot of a chair under his master, and ate it with a click.

When the caterpillar struggled to get rid of the four legs, he raised his round head in confusion and wondered, why didn't he fall down?

The man in black laughed, squatted down and said, "You want to fix me?

The yin wind blew, and a crow appeared on the railing, and a piercing voice immediately sounded: "Young master, the Flaming Bird mission has failed." ”

"Let's go down!"

The man in black rose into the air and landed on the trellis of the heart in the courtyard. A face was shrouded in black mist, and it was impossible to see a trace of the outline of his facial features. A dark tentacle stretched out from the sleeve of his shirt, gently caressing a string of beloved things.

The deep purple heart-shaped grapes are crystal clear in the sunlight, revealing a childlike little face. Wake up, my children, there's plenty of food for you outside. I'm looking forward to meeting in a month's time, so let's sleep well, little cuties!

Failure! This could not be more correct. Infant and child, the purest soul of thousands of worlds as one, the embodiment of the Son of God. How could the flaming bird be able to defeat her in her infancy!

The highest product of nature, a pure fragmented energy body. Those who have cultivated a little bit know that it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! There was once such a language, and those who have obtained babies and children can jump out of the cycle of reincarnation and surpass the divine realm. But few people know that their ultimate destination is a world free of fire.

A place ten thousand times more terrible than hell, where time and space are eternally still, and the fire burns endlessly, repeating life and death.

How is it possible? What needs to be repaid still can't be avoided after all. The price will always be there, and all that remains is a matter of time. The heavier the desire, the greater the corresponding cost. There are many people who are reckless, and chic is a moment. It is also a choice to live, and there is no right or wrong.

The man in black plucked a bunch of smaller grapes and threw them into the river, and in an instant the river swelled and flooded the trellises. The bright red water watered every grain of unborn black heart.

The whole sky sank and melted into the river.