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Chapter 492 is difficult

Following the memory of coming, Pingfan walked all the way to the hotel, on the way he walked unhurriedly, sorted out his mood, and enjoyed the scenery here in his spare time.

When he arrived at the hotel, it was already night, the lights were on, and the streets of Baoji in November seemed a little cold.

Entering the hotel and coming to his guest room, Ping Fan opened the door with the room card on his body, walked in, and closed the door casually.

Once inside, he lay down on a large comfortable bed, his eyes fixed on the ceiling above, and his arms rested behind his head.

Suddenly, he sat up from the bed, walked to the bathroom, and took off his shirt in front of the changing mirror, revealing his strong muscles.

In the mirror is a bald man, the muscles of his upper body are intertwined like dragons, although the muscles are not explosively bulging, but this angular shape is more explosive.

Ordinary staring at himself in the mirror, he is not admiring his muscles, let alone narcissizing this perfect body.

His gaze was fixed on the tattoo on his body, which was a portrait of a monkey, holding a wooden stick, his eyes glowing with bloodthirsty red, and a fierce and brutal aura greeted him.

But somehow, the ordinary has an inexplicable affection for the monkey in this tattoo, as if it were his brother, comrade-in-arms, companion, that is an inseparable blood connection.

At the same time, several vague images flashed in his mind, in which the monkey was majestic and slaughtering, but these images were fleeting, making him feel as if he understood something, but when he thought about it, he didn't know anything. Input to the website: Нёǐуап.сОМ觀看姀動心张節

It was as if he had found a vague clue in a fog, and he wanted to grasp it, but in the end it was nothing.

"What the hell is this, and why do I feel so relatable?" Pingfan pounded his head with his hands, his brows locked together, and his facial features began to slowly distort, as if he was trying his best to remember something.

A heavy, rapid gasp sounded, and the muscles in his body began to tense rapidly, as if he was under unimaginable pressure.

At this moment, suddenly a doorbell rang outside, and then, Ah Xuan's voice came in his ears: "Ordinary, ordinary, are you there?" Is it inside? I'm Ah Xuan. ”

Ping Fan unscrewed the faucet in front of him, and with a bang, cold water sprayed out, like a white line.

He stretched out his hands, held a pool of clear ice water, and threw it on his head, the cold feeling made him regain a little clarity, and the boiling blood in his body began to slowly ease under the stimulation of the ice water.

Soon, cold water drenched his whole body, and his tense muscles gradually stretched out as if they had been sedated.

Ping Fan took off the clothes on his body, took a white bathrobe here, put it on, and walked out of the bathroom.

The doorbell outside kept ringing, and Ah Xuan's voice began to become impatient, and she muttered to herself: "Damn Mao Jun, I don't know how to send people back when I pick them up, let him run around outside alone." ”

She was muttering at the door, and her tone was very dissatisfied with Mao Jun.

At this time, the door suddenly opened from the inside, and a bare head stretched out from behind the door, and said with a smile: "Ah Xuan, is there something wrong?" I just took a shower and didn't hear it. ”

"Uh......"

Ah Xuan was taken aback, she looked at the ordinary, and asked cautiously: "You went out with Mao Jun today, nothing happened, right?" ”

"No, your classmate was very enthusiastic and invited me to have tea, and then I wanted to go out for a walk by myself, so I separated from him."

Ping Fan said with a smile that he didn't plan to tell Ah Xuan about Mao Jun's threat to him.

This kind of emotional thing has nothing to do with him, more things are better than less, and he is not good at interfering in the entanglement between two people.

"Well, it's good that nothing happened, I called Mao Jun, and he said that after taking you out, they separated, and this person is really, and I don't know how to send you."

"By the way, where did you go after you separated? I've been worried that you'll not be able to find it. ”

Ah Xuan patted her chest gently, looking like she was palpitating, she was really afraid of any conflict between Pingfan and Mao Jun, but she was not worried about Pingfan, but worried about Mao Jun's safety.

The seemingly amiable young man in front of him is not a good man or a woman, and his fierceness is obvious to all in the Gobi Desert.

Ping Fan smiled slightly and said, "Brother Mao originally wanted to send me here, but I wanted to walk around outside alone, so I declined his kindness." ”

"That's it, that's, that'......"

Ah Xuan was a little hesitant, the expression on her face was very unnatural, and she asked tentatively, "Then he didn't tell you anything, right?" ”

"Say what? Oh, that's not true, he just said that you guys are on good terms, and told you a little bit of interesting things about each other, and nothing else seems to be said. ”

Ping Fan tampered with the conversation in the teahouse, and those threatening words had been automatically filtered out by him.

Hearing Pingfan say this, Ah Xuan was completely relieved, she took a long breath and said relaxedly: "That's good, it's good that you didn't say anything." ”

"Do you have anything else to do? If there is, or come in and say, the two of us have been standing at the door, pretty ......"

Pingfan pointed at himself, then at Ah Xuan, and said with a smile.

"Ah, it's okay, just see if you're not there, you're okay."

Ah Xuan didn't plan to go in to talk, it was a big night, and the other party was wearing a yukata, so it was not too convenient for a lonely man and a widow.

"If it's all right, I'm going in." Ordinary said with a smile, reaching out to close the door.

Ah Xuan suddenly looked up at Pingfan, and said with an embarrassed expression: "Pingfan, can I ask you for something?" ”

"What's the matter?" Pingfan stopped and looked at Ah Xuan playfully, he vaguely knew the answer in his heart.

"If, I mean if, if Mao Jun says anything bad to you in the future, please don't mind, he has a more direct temper, if he makes you unhappy, please bear with me."

Ah Xuan can be regarded as helping Mao Jun get a preventive shot in advance, so as not to have any conflicts in the future and make a mess.

"How so? He's your friend, and he's just entertained me, don't worry, I won't have anything unpleasant with him, don't worry about it, I'm going to sleep. ”

Pingfan agreed to Ah Xuan's request with a smile, and he didn't think about going over to trouble the other party.

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