Zuo Long looked at him, "Brother Cheng, lost this lunch box?" ”

Xicheng came out of the electric gate of the main house, the door was open, and the driver was waiting.

The man stepped into the back seat and closed his eyes.

Zuo Long was carrying the pale pink cardboard bag in his hand, but he didn't get an answer and didn't dare to throw it.

As the car got down the corner, he knocked on the leather seat.

Zuo Long handed over the notebook and opened it.

He lit a cigarette, tucked it between his fingers, took a puff at any time, and frowned at the collection data.

The downward button does not move for a long time, and the page that stays does not turn for a long time.

Zuo Long looked at the screen, then at the man's delicate side face, and took the initiative to kindly remind: "Aivi, Brother Cheng, it means tax invoice." ”

He glanced at it lightly.

Zuo Long was motionless.

The driver in front of him sneered, glanced in the rearview mirror, which was the direction of Zuo Long, and shook his head.

Zuo Long twisted his eyebrows and glared at him, all of them were his own family, and asked, "Liu Guangming, what are you laughing at?" ”

"Abel, I'm laughing at you."

"Bad old man!" Zuo Long is young, can fight, and his limbs are clearly entangled, and most of these people have a quick temper.

The shirt next to him is crisp, the man with a quiet and sparse face, and his eyebrows are a painting.

The two quarreled.

He didn't feel a headache, opened the car window a little, dusted off the cigarette ashes, stopped looking at his notebook, and listened to the two men casually.

Glancing at the pale pink eye-catching box, Long Legs kicked the front seat, "Uncle Liu, change your course." ”

"Okay, Brother Cheng."

Liu Guangming is more than fifty years old, and he calls him Brother Cheng, and every voice is respectful.

It can be seen that this young man who is less than thirty years old is so convincing.

Liu Guangming finally said to Zuo Long: "Long Zai, do you know how many Chinese languages Brother Chengcheng can speak?" ”

Zuo Long was stunned for a moment, and his face twisted.

The man lowered his eyebrows and smoked, his light-colored pupils were rarely clear, the corners of his mouth were upturned, and his thin lips were thin, "Uncle Liu is going to praise me again." ”

"Long Zai, do you think that Brother Cheng is like you, sitting in this position and simply relying on shouting and shouting to kill?"

Not so.

Zuo Long asked in his heart.

Liu Guangming shook his head and smiled, "Why do those bigwigs and women flock to Brother Cheng, not only a good look, but also a good bedside kung fu, you probably don't know, the young woman Zhang Laohu that Xuanyi said this morning, she is a postdoctoral fellow at Hong Kong Chinese University, how did Brother Cheng get her at the age of ten?" Where? These women were all taken away by rough people, Brother Cheng is a different existence, big guy, handsome, rich and strong, and well versed in sentiment, talk about literature and martial arts as you choose, not to mention women, several have also coveted Brother Cheng for a long time. ”

The more he talked, the more he stood, and Xi Cheng kicked the seat.

Liu Guangming raised his eyebrows, which shows pride.

Zuo Long thought about it, and when he turned back again, he was surprised in his eyes.

The man who was praised to the heavens, after smoking, was in the same lazy posture again, with his long legs crossed over the front seat, his arms folded behind his head, his eyes closed, and his brown eyelashes were hard and long, quietly spread in the eye sockets.

Zuo Long really didn't see it.

Under the skin surface of such a demon, there is also a quiet and elegant body.

Hidden deeply.

No wonder Zuo Long looked at it, and always felt that although he was a demon, although he was evil, his swear words were also soaring, and he always felt different from Zhang Laohu's iron head seven.

When the car stopped, the man didn't open his eyes.

Zuo Long saw that it was Jiuzhong.

"Brother Cheng, you hurt Jian Xuanyi's kid."

He closed his eyes and spoke, "It's just one thing to be idle today." ”

"Who is this pink gadget for?"

He was still recuperating and pointed, "Xuanyi said that there is contact information in the box, you give it to the little girl, and I am good at it." ”

"Trouble!"

Zuo Long's hands were clumsy and thick, and he was trembling when he opened the box, and the man finally opened his eyes, and his slender fingers moved over, and with a light untie, the box opened.

Xi Cheng glanced at the words on the card where the high school student tried his best to dance the dragon and the phoenix, and said a line that made him raise his eyebrows.

Zuo Long dialed the phone, picked up the box and got out of the car. No. 9 Middle School is not the focus, it is a decent co-educational middle school.

When Jian Xuanyi read this, Jian Tingyun was against it, just such a son, and wanted to send it out of the country directly.

Jian Xuanyi begged Xi Cheng, Xi Cheng also mentioned it, and Jian Tingyun agreed.

Therefore, Jian Xuanyi regards Xi Cheng as his own uncle and respects him very much, and there is another reason, Uncle Xi has great prestige, and his father has to listen to him!

The uncle and nephew have a good relationship.

The car is parked on the side of the road at the school's electric gate.

Zuo Long awkwardly carried the powder box and stood there waiting.

During the morning reading time, there were disobedient students who were late, and some students came out to buy breakfast.

The doorman turned a blind eye.

A patch of shirts, waistcoats and trousers, or pleated skirts, was verdant and verdant.

In the back seat of the car, the man glanced out the window, frowned, and pointed his knobred fingers on his overlapping legs.

There were no students in the electric gate for a while.

Therefore, the figure that ran out was particularly conspicuous.

Xi Cheng casually looked at the past.

Something interesting happened.

It should be a flavorful little girl, running messily, smiling and bowing when she just came out of the gate, which roughly indicates that people have been waiting for a long time, sorry.

When she looked up and saw the person delivering the thing in front of her, her calf trembled and her body froze.

The legs are very slender, Xi Cheng glanced at them, white over-the-knee socks, black round-toed small leather shoes, well-behaved, and pleated skirts also reached the knees.

Before he could see clearly what kind of face the school uniform was on, he was a little frightened, and reflexively hid in the gate.

Zuo Long could also be heard shouting: "Little classmate, hey, your breakfast!" ”

Probably impatient, Zuo Ye shouted viciously, "Fuck your breath meal!" Little dirtyman, get back to Lao Tzu......"

More, even more gone.

The doorman leaned out of the window.

Zuo Long was there straight, not throwing, not chasing, and his face was broken.

Finally, come back to the car.

Liu Guangming lowered the window of the car, because the person in the back seat of the car, with narrow eyes, was indeed smiling.

Zuo Long's face couldn't hold back, and he scolded hard, "Lao Tzu also looks like a human, what's wrong with that girl!" ”

I could only hear the sound of a lighter, and the man hung his neck to light a cigarette, the hair on his forehead covered his eye sockets, and his deep facial features were soon in the smoke.

Xi Cheng's eyebrows were clear, and he ordered, "You put the doorman there." She didn't go far. ”

"How do you know?"

He brought the cigarette to his lips, held it in his mouth, thought about it, and remembered it.

For He Jingguo's daughter, he was more impressed by his kitchen, or the creaky nest under He Jingguo's shoulder, these two places, she loves to drill.

Hide, timid, eyes are quite big, look at you.

Jian Xuanyi, that kid, what do you like to be so dry?

He can only say that the times are advancing, and he doesn't understand the aesthetics of the younger generation.

Tell the car to drive away.

stopped for two minutes a few hundred meters away, and then asked Liu Guangming to reverse the car.

Zuo Long was crooked, "Brother Cheng, you have to solve K's head later, can you not be so idle?" ”

He glanced away.

What is there to be busy with, the people have already caught, and as soon as the gunshots go off, they will be killed.

The car stopped back in its original place, and the position was excellent, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw the body, running by the gate, stunned, frightened, looking around.

Today's hairstyle is different, with a bare forehead, all pierced to the back of the head.

No wonder he didn't see it for a long time.

In addition, because of wearing a school uniform, it doesn't fit well, the skirt is long, the vest is bigger, and the shirt sleeves are folded in two.

His evil intentions do not distinguish between objects, this is called bad taste.

Nodding the seat, "Zuo Long, you go down again." ”

"What are you doing!" Zuo Long was particularly reluctant.

But I went down anyway, to that station. She screamed, and she slipped as fast as a mouse, and almost fell.

The doorman helped her, and the cord of her hair was torn off, and the green silk was beautiful, long and straight, draped over her weak back, and tossed around.

Liu Guangming was surprised, and the man behind him was full of interest, looking forward to the elegance between his eyebrows and eyes, and there was a smile.

is only fifteen or sixteen years old, this master has a really biased bad taste, and he bullies others so secretly.

Let Zuo Long go to the doorman and explain it clearly.

Xi Cheng closed his eyes, gathered his thoughts for a moment, and his expression did not change, "Let's go, go kill Boss K." ”

The gun was on his waist, and one moment he was still watching a little girl stumble and laugh, and the next moment he could kill someone so calmly.

Do you say he is a man, a demon, a ghost, or a god?

This is his life.

……**……

Aya rolled back to the classroom in fright, her face was blue, and she ran fast and red.

Sun Qingmeng was moving her homework from the office and stroked the tip of her hair, "Like a crazy woman, He Aya, I asked you to get breakfast, didn't I let you escape?" ”

Aya was sad, "Qingmeng, you can get Jian Xuanyi's breakfast by yourself in the future, if you don't want it, then you will refuse it yourself." ”

"What's the matter, don't you talk about everything."

Aya now blames herself, glutton.

Sun Qingmeng didn't feel for Jian Xuanyi, but she wanted to enjoy this pursuit, so she asked her to get breakfast, all the way, get it, and Aya disposed of it herself.

Aya hadn't eaten breakfast out since she was a child.

That envy, others don't understand.

But Daddy said that it must be more nutritious at home, and Daddy changed his state, and when he went out at five o'clock, he could get up at four o'clock to cook.

The crystal glue outside, the doughnut, the coffee from Starbucks, the pearl warm milk from Wu Ji, Aya Duxiao thought about it for a long time.

Jian Xuanyi is generous, breakfast is changed every day, it is very rich, and it is really tempting for Aya.

In order to eat, I started running errands.

If Aya wants to eat something, she can borrow Sun Qingmeng's mouth and let Jian Xuanyi bring it the next day.

But who knew that it wasn't Jian Xuanyi today.

Was that the maid of Jian Xuanyi's family? He looks like a black and astringent society, with a thick beard, thick eyebrows, thick eyes, and a fierce look.

Aya is not cowardly and incompetent, but she is naturally timid.

Walking on the road, such a person walking on the opposite side, from a long distance, she will immediately detour, a few streets she also detoured.

She may have delusions of victimization?

I always feel close to such a person, and the next moment, I will kill her if I take out a knife, just in case, she would rather be careful.

Sun Qingmeng was speechless after listening to her description.

Aya's appearance of people is different from what ordinary people see.

In Aya's eyes, probably only the appearance of Maitreya Buddha can be called amiable and not fierce.

"The sages all say don't judge people by their appearance, He Aya, did the gentleman who delivered the breakfast say anything threatening to you?"

Aya bowed her head, "Not before, but then swearing." ”

"Scolding you?"

"Uncertain ......"

Sun Qingmeng rolled his eyes, "You have the guts, how to enter the society in the future, I want to be dizzy." ”

Aya couldn't argue clearly, "It's really fierce, staring at people." ”

"He may have hyperthyroidism, and his eyes are protruding." Sun Qingmeng patted her on the head, "In the future, you can follow me to practice your courage!" ”

At the end of the second period, there was an announcement on the radio.

Aya followed Sun Qingmeng to the doorman's security room, only to find that the breakfast was placed there.

Sun Qingmeng took it, opened it and looked at it, and asked her, "Is there anything you like to eat?" ”

Ayyamo looked at the cheese snack silently, a little deformed, but she knew it was delicious when she looked at it.

"Gluttonous and unwilling to run errands." Sun Qingmeng teased her.

Her face was thin, and she turned red all of a sudden, and she was stuffed by Sun Qingmeng in a daze, unable to speak.

Sun Qingmeng threw the others away, and said, "It's still the same tomorrow, I haven't had enough scenery, so I should buy you this piece." ”

"......" Aya's mouth was bulging, and she was too busy to speak.

……**……

Naturally, there will be celebrations in the evening.

Xi Cheng had a headache with this gang of powerful people, solved the individual, and accepted a club, k is not a community of any climate, and a group of sub-hall masters are probably still for party and fun.

He drank a bottle of champagne, mostly forced.

Eating and drinking well, some people went straight to the playground, and he was pulled by Jian Tingyun to gamble.

He is not good at this, he played a few games, deliberately lost money, and quit without telling the truth.

Zuo Long arranged the room, and there was a girl.

He sat there sitting, smoking, and thinking back on the past few years, all such days.

Xiao Yao, who seems to be the envy of everyone, is actually getting more and more empty.

Arlene has also grown up and joined the base team, running around the world in danger, and no longer needs him as a big brother.

Inside, sometimes, it gets more and more boring.

When he was about to fall asleep on the sofa, Jian Xuanyi's kid came in.

The private room is very large, with two gaming tables, avoiding Jian Tingyun's sight and looking at him here.

"Uncle Xi, have you done what I entrusted?"

He just remembered the events of the morning, and at this time, he was still a little interesting, dusted off his cigarette ashes, his eyes were faint, and he said in a faint tone: "Uncle likes to be big when he is your age." ”

Jian Xuanyi was stunned for two seconds, and her face turned red: "I'm also big, but I'm wearing a school uniform!" Xi Cheng, what are you looking at with your eyes, excessively, that's my girl. ”

Do you wear a school uniform?

He didn't pay attention to the side, so a little bitter orange, who is interested?

After smoking a cigarette, Jian Xuanyi thought that he was speechless, and he had always been taciturn.

Unexpectedly, when he got up, he casually asked, "Will your father allow you to go to school tomorrow?" ”

Jian Xuanyi collapsed, "Maybe, I have to ban it for three days." ”

He seemed to say, "Your loving breakfast,"

"Uncle Xi, can you still help me bring it?" Jian Xuanyi jumped up, clearly happy.

He frowned, indifferent, and only felt naïve, so he didn't bother to say anything more, and went out of the house.

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