I glanced at my phone, and it was six o'clock in the morning.

Fang Yuan had a few pieces of white goose down on his head, and when he opened the door, he saw Ye Qingqing dressed in a black sportswear, her slightly curly long hair tied into a ponytail, exuding a lively atmosphere, similar to yesterday's mature and sexy.

"Sister Ye, it's early."

Fang Yuan greeted with a smile, Ye Qingqing's outfit made his eyes light up, but then he lost interest.

Just kidding, I'm going to throw my head and spill my blood, no matter how beautiful the girl is, what can I do!

Fang Yuan had always had the heart of a thief but not the courage of a thief, in fact, under normal circumstances, he didn't even have the heart of a thief.

"Madoka, what's wrong with you, you didn't sleep well last night? Actually, it's the first time I've worked with the Spirit Department, so it's normal to be nervous. ”

Ye Qingqing looked at the goose down on the top of Fang Yuan's head and the duck butt-like hairstyle, and was a little surprised.

Fang Yuan turned sideways and asked Ye Qingqing to look into the house, only to see that the carpet seemed to have snowed, and there was goose down that had not yet landed, and a few broken pillows were thrown aside.

The most important thing is that the bag made of bed sheets hangs on the lamp stand on the ceiling!

Seeing Ye Qingqing, Fang Cun's three-year-old actor's acting skills were immediately online, and he choked up pitifully: "Sister Ye, save me!" ”

Those big eyes were misty, as if a woman from a good family had been robbed of something by a thief.

"What's going on?" Ye Qingqing knew that Fang Yuan would not really bully Fang Cun, but she was really helpless.

"It's a small thing, as you grow up, there will always be a time when the skin gets tighter."

……

"Okay, you two wash up, come out for breakfast, the people from the Spirit Department will arrive at eight o'clock, and we need to prepare some things too."

After Ye Qingqing finished speaking, she turned around and went out, and before leaving, she looked at Fang Cun and Nunu's mouth, indicating that she couldn't help.

Fang Yuan, who was dominated by the horror of the spirit department, made the pleasure he had just gotten from Fang Cun dissipate without a trace in an instant.

And Fang Cun, who was pitiful just now, heard that he was about to leave, and with a cheer, he fell on the soft big bed with the sheets.

And learn the tone of SpongeBob SquarePants and sing:

"I-I'm ready!"

"I-I'm ready!"

“……”

Huh, and then ...... Then Fang Cun finished his washing on the ceiling.

Fang Yuan washed up, constantly struggling between the loose and tight pants, and finally he gritted his teeth and changed into the tight jeans.

Of course, he had his own little calculations in his heart.

Wearing loose clothes, others may be able to throw off their arms and do a big job, but Fang Yuan is definitely to be able to take a step and run wildly when the wind is tight.

As for tightness, he took a gamble, maybe those bigwigs in the spirit department would say, "You are not dressed for battle, stand in the back, and leave it to us here." ”

Fang Yuan would definitely raise his hands in agreement, he wouldn't even help cheer him, he would definitely hide as far as he could.

Humiliated yourself? How could it be, if people do this, they are obviously a model of the new era to take care of weak comrades!

Walking to the restaurant, there was a table in the huge place where people were seated, because it was not open to the public, only the executives above the manager of the Shi'an Group could enter, and they must all be members of the guild.

"Haha, cute Yuanyuan, I miss you."

A young man dressed in a sassy pink short-sleeved shirt with floral beach pants walked over and spread out his long, thick arms like an orangutan, intending to give him a hug.

"Miss you? I think you want to die, tell you how many times don't call it a stacked word! ”

The young man didn't pay any attention to Fang Yuan's verbal attack and said, "Okay, Yuan. ”

“…… You can do whatever you want. ”

Liu Ziming, twenty years old, the prince of Shi'an Group, inherited his father's figure and Chinese face, but he has eyebrows like crayon Xiaoxin. It is a punching bag that Fang Yuan relies on to maintain a calm mind in addition to sealing the book.

If you feel that Liu Ziming is the one who is completely angry, then it is a big mistake, his deeds are far beyond the reach of a three-year-old square inch.

Well, at least not at the moment.

When he was twelve, fourteen-year-old Liu Ziming took him to a certain club and told him to close his eyes and enjoy them, but never open his eyes.

Fang Yuan only felt two lumps of oil, warm and soft things scribbling back and forth on his back, and there were two points of bulge.

He didn't know what it was, but there was an inexplicable restlessness in his heart.

Then he heard a knock on the door, a woman's panic, the sound of a window opening, the sound of someone jumping out, and then the sound of the door being smashed.

Fang Yuan opened his eyes in confusion, a group of people holding documents, and two women who were almost naked, and their hands on their chests couldn't stop the waves of flesh squatting on the ground.

Liu Ziming was long gone, only fifth-grade Fang Yuan was wearing SpongeBob SquarePants cartoon panties, alone on the bed covered with white bath towels.

Then a middle-aged man stepped forward and asked a little uncertainly: "Child, what about your father, did he jump out of the window and run away?" ”

……

That time, Fang Yuan was brought back by Liu Kezhen on the basis of a relationship, he was not exposed, he did not enter the bureau and did not make any records, but he never saw Liu Ziming.

It wasn't until half a month later, when Fang Yuan was about to leave Xi'an and return to Yancheng, that he saw Liu Ziming at the airport who came to see him off.

With a plaster cast on his left leg, a bandage hanging on his right arm, and a faint bruise on his face, he stepped forward to hold Fang Yuan's hand and said, "Yuanyuan, this time my brother can't stand you, next time I will take you to find a reliable one." ”

……

The two don't smell like each other, but they stumble from childhood to adulthood.

Liu Ziming introduced Fang Yuan as a confidant, thinking that this two-year-old brother was extremely interesting, but he still spared no effort to get it pitted.

And Fang Yuan always thought that Liu Ziming was righteous, but he never held grudges when he was pitted, and he didn't feel bored, maybe he was still waiting for that "reliable place" in his heart.

The three of them sat down, clamoring for Ye Qingqing to hug her, and her little face was lying on her chest with satisfaction.

Today, Fang Cun didn't wear open crotch pants or a belly pocket, but changed into a panda suit, and after wearing a hat, he looked like a red panda.

Fang Cun's explanation for this is, "How do I know what danger is, what if I bite my little brother and swell?" ”

After eating, Ye Qingqing got up and said, "Okay, let's go change our clothes and equipment." ”

"Nani, change your clothes?!"

"Yes, the guild has prepared combat uniforms and equipment for us."

Fang Yuan looked at his pants, he didn't know if it was an illusion, he felt his legs swaying.

On the way, Liu Ziming wrapped his long arm around Fang Yuan's shoulder, "Don't worry, Yuanyuan, brother covers you, if you have something, you can hide behind me." ”

Only then did Fang Yuan remember that the usually lowly guy in front of him was also a member of the Spirit Department, and he also had the nickname of "Divine Power Ape".

It's just that the two of them usually gag, which made Fang Yuan completely ignore Liu Ziming's identity in the guild, and felt that he did not match the ruthless image of "perverted and irritable".

But if you think about it, this guy has a bit to do with perverts.

So he immediately said flatteringly: "Then the little brother depends on the eldest brother!" ”