Meng Shuixin walked up to Zhuoer step by step and said, "I don't know basketball, but who said that a basketball manager must know basketball?" I'm not an art student, but who says only art students can draw? ”

Drow didn't speak, his eyes still on the painting.

Meng Shuixin walked to the sink at the door, turned on the faucet, and the water flowed out: "I really want to know if you play ball and draw like painting, the same stiff ......"

Zhuo Er suddenly looked at Meng Shuixin, his eyes shining like a sword.

"Think about it, call me." Meng Shuixin pointed to Zhuoer's painting, and a string of numbers was written in pencil under the corner of the painting, "David will not underestimate any opponent, and I think you are the same...... Drow ......"

Meng Shuixin left the No. 5 Middle School and arrived at the "peak national color" at noon.

The pinnacle at noon is much quieter than at night, but anyone who understands knows that the day is the time when those who are under the guise of entertainment start to really trade.

At the gate of the peak national color, Xie Hong waited for Meng Shuixin.

"Xie Hong? Why did you come out in person today? Meng Shuixin stepped forward, "What about Weiwei?" ”

"Miss is talking about business......" Xie Hong said respectfully.

Meng Shuixin saw the bruises on Xie Hong's neck, frowned and said, "She is domestic violence against you again?" ”

Xie Hong did not speak.

"You, one day you have to be dealt with by Weiwei!" Meng Shuixin said with a smile, "Hey, don't tell me it's for Senior Brother, I have no interest in you and Weiwei's affairs, but ......"

Meng Shui stopped talking, finally looked at Xie Hong's eyes, and said seriously: "Xie Hong, if you can, I hope you can always be by Weiwei's side and protect her......"

If you had been by her side, if you could have reversed it, Weiwei wouldn't have to suffer the end of the previous life.

Xie Hong didn't speak, but his pace was noticeably slower.

The flower garden on the top floor is transplanted with roses, clusters of red and bright, very enchanting, and the faint fragrance of roses flows throughout the air.

But this qiē is not as attractive as the young man sitting on the sofa.

The young man was wearing a shirt, the collar of the shirt was wide open, his face was not as pale as before, ruddy and lovely, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, he was showing himself in front of Meng Shuixin in a seductive way.

Meng Shuixin sat down, squatted on the ground, and looked up at the young man's blue eyes: "Xi, I haven't seen ...... for a long time."

The boy didn't respond at all, just like when he first met, no joy or anger, and was pulled away from all feelings.

Meng Shuixin sighed and stood up, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, she heard some movement behind her and turned around.

The boy stood up, walked over to him, one step, two steps, three steps, and then, half a meter away from him, stopped.

He began to undo the openings on his shirt, one by one, very slowly, with a blank expression, like a marionette.

Meng Shuixin took two steps forward, grabbed the boy's hand that was untying the last opening, and his eyes were gloomy: "What are you doing?" ”

The boy did not speak, but at last he raised his head, and a pair of blue eyes that had never looked at him would be full of mist, like a puppy abandoned by his master.

He didn't say anything, just watched Meng Shuixin grasp his hand in a daze.

Meng Shuixin wanted to pull his hand.

But the young man grabbed Meng Shuixin's hand that he wanted to withdraw, Meng Shuixin was really shocked now, this boy would take the initiative to react?

"You, regain your memory?" Meng Shuixin looked at the boy's blue eyes and gradually had some focus and asked.

Who knew that for more than ten minutes, the boy didn't say a word, just grabbed Meng Shuixin's hand tightly.

Meng Shuixin's patience was finally exhausted, and just when he wanted to break free of the boy, the boy suddenly said in a hoarse voice: "Don't throw my ......"

Meng Shuixin was stunned.

The boy's voice was rough, like the hoarse feeling of a seventy or eighty-year-old man, it sounded numb and uncomfortable, and his voice was broken?

But it can't be denied that the boy actually spoke!

The boy whispered: "Don't throw me ......"

As a result, it took Meng Shuixin more than two hours to appease the boy's affection.

But the boy knelt at Meng Shuixin's feet like a little pet, refusing to stand up no matter what.

"Xinxin, are you playing cos?" Tang Wei's voice came, looking at the posture of the two people next to the sofa, his smile was extremely weird.

It's just that before Meng Shuixin could answer this question, he felt that the young man grabbed his hand and stuffed it into his clothes, but it was a little awkward because of his unskilled technique.

The hand touched the boy's slightly cool skin, and the boy trembled slightly.

"Look, what kind of tricks are these?" Meng Shuixin withdrew his hand and looked at Tang Wei.

"Miss Meng, it has nothing to do with Miss, this kid accidentally saw other guests......" Xie Hong wanted to speak and stopped, but Meng Shuixin understood.

In a place where the relationship between men and women is chaotic, what you see and what you have learned is naturally self-evident.

But......

Meng Shuixin looked at the young man who was holding on tightly to him and his eyes were full of horror, and he just wanted to say something.

At this time, Xie Hong's mobile phone rang suddenly, Xie Hong answered the phone, and he didn't know it, he just let out a deep hum in the end, hung up the phone, and then looked at Tang Wei with asking eyes.

Tang Wei changed one leg to Erlang's leg, and gently removed the bangs blocking his eyes with his hand: "Say it, Xinxin is not an outsider......

Xie Hong nodded: "The Begonia Hall is fighting, and I see blood......

Tang Wei frowned: "This is already the third time this month, right?" ”

"Yes."

"This broken palm really doesn't take me Tang Wei in his eyes......" Tang Wei stood up and laughed very poisonously, "You deal with it first, if you can't call me again......"

"Yes."

Xie Hong left, and Meng Shuixin asked while helping the young man button up his clothes one by one: "It's the first time I've heard that someone dares to make trouble at your peak." ”

Tang smiled: "Recently, the boss of our Taiying Club in Xicheng District died, and the two left-handed tigers and severed palms before his death competed for the position of president, but they made a lot of trouble. ”

"How did you get to the top of the country?"

"These two waves of people don't dare to really make a big move, for fear that they will make the old guys of the Taiying Society sit and reap the benefits of the fisherman, and the best place is naturally the peak of the country......" Tang Wei took out a cigarette from his pocket, and was just about to light the fire, as if he thought of something, and put it away again.

Tang Wei walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the bustling night scene below: "But Xinxin, speaking of which, didn't you ask me to investigate Lin Chuyang's affairs before?" This Lin Chuyang and the severed palm are also in contact. ”

"Lin Chuyang and the people of Hongtai Society?"

Tang Wei glanced at the young man kneeling on the ground and did not speak.

------Off topic------

Oops, Lin Chuyang seems to have something to do with the people on the road~ What a tricky opponent~

Hey, Xiao Xixi is very pitiful, there is a wood ~ Buji Island, he has a wood and a day when a counterattack broke out?

I recommend a song "lifeislikeaboat", I like the feeling of this song very much~

The next one seems to be a handsome pot with a thick line, guess who? ~

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint!

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