Chapter Thirty-Nine: Entering the Door Standing, Going Out Lying Down

The man came to his own world like the wind and returned to his own world like the wind. However, Gu Xiaochen did not complain about Yi Shuihan, he had his own business.

Even if Gu Xiaochen didn't say it on her face, she knew that Yi Shuihan had something to hide from her, and as for what it was, Gu Xiaochen didn't want to delve into it, since Yi Shuihan didn't want her to know that he must have his own reasons.

Gu Xiaochen has always been a smart woman, and the empathy in her heart always makes people feel like a spring breeze.

Yi Shuihan is indeed quite busy during this time, and taking out a day to accompany Gu Xiaochen's mother and son is already an exception, you must know that he basically does not have much spare time, especially in the critical period of the development of the Emperor of Heaven, many big and small things need him to take ideas, and the things on the other side of the field also need him to take care of from time to time.

Although Yi Shuihan can also choose to be a hand-shaking cadre, after all, the Heavenly Emperor Association has just started, and doing everything himself will make him feel more at ease. You must know that the slightest mistake now may explode ten times and a hundred times more powerful in the future.

Moreover, the external environment of the Heavenly Emperor Society is also surging, with Shen Wansan in the north and Xu Guoguo looking across the river, which really makes people not sleep very steadily. If you are not careful, the Heavenly Emperor Society may not recover.

This Jianghu, no one is a good stubble, if you fall that day, don't expect others to pull you, falling into the well is a common thing, not taking advantage of the danger of others to follow you to step on you is already affection in affection. So you have to be careful at all times, and you have to think carefully every step of the way, otherwise there will be no regret medicine for you to take when the time comes.

In Fang Hua's bar, Yi Shuihan was sitting at a table on the second floor, watching the crowds of young men and women downstairs indulging in singing and dancing, writhing their bodies on the dance floor with the music, and squandering their youth and youth. The lights are green, the paper is drunk, and it is a heart-warming scene of doomsday carnival.

Yi Shuihan actually doesn't like this noisy and noisy environment very much, but he can't talk about how to dislike it, he just doesn't like it. Dislike and disgust are two very different concepts, the former is disinterested, and the latter is hate, and the meaning is completely different.

Sitting at the table, Yi Shuihan held a cigarette in his hand, smoking slowly, and the smoke slowly rose from his mouth and nose. On the table is a pot of west wind wine, Yi Shuihan likes this strong and piercing plateau wine the most, reckless and atmospheric, not at all like other wines twisting and pinching pretending posture, it is a real hero in the wine.

Wen San was completely different from Yi Shuihan, he liked this kind of lively scene with loud voices the most, and after picking up the West Wind wine on Yi Shuihan's table and taking two big sips, he jumped off the dance floor and twisted with those groups of young men and women. Most of the people here know him and know that he is here to watch the scene, and they all call him the third brother.

Wen San indulged in the crowd and writhed, enjoying the joy of this moment, which was much more energetic than taking those messy classes. Of course, Wen San's hands were not idle, and when he saw that the two taels of flesh on the woman's chest were more spectacular, he naturally wanted to rub the oil intentionally or unintentionally. Those women are not stingy people, and they have a good relationship with Wen San, just laughing and scolding a few old rascals, Wen San had to laugh awkwardly and say that he made a mistake. If you accidentally meet a few spicy women who are a little older, you will shout at Chaowen San regardless of it.

"What kind of hero is it to sneak around and rub oil, why don't you go up tonight and do a real shot with a real gun, and see if your kung fu in bed is as diligent as your kung fu in hand."

Looking at a few middle-aged women who were like wolves and tigers, Wen San naturally didn't dare to take this conversation easily. He still prefers those untrained chicks, which are called fresh and delicious.

Wen San looked at a few middle-aged women and shot back with a cheap smile.

"Do you still want the old cow to eat tender grass? There are no doors, and it is easy for you to enjoy my majesty. If you pay 180,000 yuan alone, I can still think about it a little. ”

Wen San said with a lewd smile on his face.

"Let's go, I have the ability to compare with my mother."

"If it doesn't work, how about we fight again another day?"

Wen San replied cheaply while running away.

"Otherwise, you go to our eldest brother, he is very free."

Wen San suddenly became anxious and pointed at Yi Shuihan, who was sitting on the second floor. Yi Shuihan smiled helplessly, it is really a person sitting at home, and the pot comes from the sky.

A few middle-aged women naturally knew that the recently famous Emperor of Heaven would be the boss Yi Shuihan, not to mention his delicate appearance, and his methods were also admirable. Several women smiled at Yi Shuihan and joked loudly: "Why don't you go and play with our sisters?"

In this kind of three-minded place, playing tricks and making jokes with each other, the speaker has no intention, the listener has no intention, and no one takes it to heart. And they are all people who have been messing around in this place all day, and they have long been familiar with each other, and it doesn't hurt to make a joke. So no matter how Wen San rubbed the oil scoundrel, he didn't say that he really harmed that girl, at most, he felt the feel on the two taels of meat on their chests, and then thought about life by the way.

"I'm not feeling well today, or I'll come back another day to appreciate the depth of my sisters' skills."

Yi Shuihan laughed loudly, and he was not stage frightened, although he was still a fake little chick until now.

"Then you must come to taste my sister's Guanyin sitting lotus another day, I will tell you to stand and enter the door, and lie down and go out."

A few middle-aged women joked that if they knew that the famous Heavenly Emperor would still be a young man, they might have already drooled and pounced.

"I'm afraid you'll crawl out then."

The corners of Yi Shuihan's mouth curled, and he smiled.

Several middle-aged women trembled when they heard the laughter, and they looked forward to Boss Yi's arrival.

And Wen San, who was held by several middle-aged women before, has long disappeared at this moment, in his words, it is not too late for a gentleman to go to bed for ten years, and it is the big husband who can bend and stretch, and the other party is now overwhelmed, and it is not suitable to be a rival.