"Jehovah?" When he saw the logo, HR narrowed his eyes.

"It's him, 'Lord Almighty' is a description of God."

"That's right." Justice said.

"Do you have a Lucifer department, draw a sign for you or something." HR crossed Jiro's legs, "Or Gabriel, Casio?" ”

"Bible group," Justice scratched his face, "one is enough." ”

"What about hand, foot and mouth disease?" HR thought for a moment, "Do you have a logo for your hands, feet and mouth?" ”

"Not yet."

"Let's draw a pig," HR smiled, "trotters." ”

"Okay."

"It's too vulgar to tease you." HR turned the pen in his hand, "Does he have any characteristics?" Recognizable at a glance. ”

“... Tear up ads? Justice thought for a moment.

"Tearing apart the walls of the realm?" HR closed the cap, "It's better to see who tears whom." ”

"Dedicated."

"Okay," HR pointed to the bobblehead doll in front of him, "cleaning up the environment, looking too respectful with both hands together." It's not about action, it's about disdain. ”

"Aang," Justice nodded, "What's the point?" ”

"A gesture of contempt," HR said, holding a baguette in his mouth, "what kind of movement should it be?" ... Middle finger? Right. ”

"Poof."

"Use your third finger to reach through the gap at the bottom of the paper and uncover the whole sheet," HR said, covering his mouth, "calling me a genius." ”

"The newcomer looks like he's hugging my thigh," Justice sat down wearily. "He had the illusion that he had meat to eat with me."

"Big brother 'Justice' took me."

"Come less, he thinks I'm a big sister." Justice disgusted his face, "I'm." ”

"Big sister, can I touch you?" HR looked serious.

"'Justice is terrified, and he protects his chest with both hands.'" The latter paused, "How do girls talk in general?" I suddenly thought of a fun one. ”

"Fake tone particles, what's oops, oh." HR scoffed, "Looking at the huge embarrassment, I don't think a normal person would use this for typing." Unless it is the hero and heroine of a third-rate online romance novel. ”

The mouth shape is a "dog couple".

"Don't pull that circle by the way," he yawned, "and kill me." ”

"It's none of my business," Justice held his hands up. "Wronged, tears in my eyes."

"That's you."

"Tears flowed down her cheeks, salty droplets of water across her eyelashes like morning dewdrops," Justice reads aggrievedly, "It first rolled to the left and fell in the shape of a rain ring under the eyes of the spring snowmelt, and then a ray of sunlight hit the crystal, refracting the center of everything..."

"Stop! Put it away, the field does not buy! HR said, "Wait for me for five minutes and go to the toilet to wash up." ”

"Wash what?" Justice was at a loss.

"Pinhole, this one swells me." HR complained, "I walked into the building, and Liu Zijun hugged me head-on and had a side fall. And then a bunch of people rushed up and chiseled that laughing gas under my collarbone, chisel! Enter! Go! Target! I'm afraid they want my life. ”

“... Distressed. Justice said.

"It just so happened that I was still very confused today, and I slipped and fell when I got out of the intersection." HR said, his voice lacked emotional fluctuations, "Went back and reminded me to look up the ingredients of this medicine, and now my eyes are spent." ”

"I predict that tomorrow Dr. HR will be jumping around again, shouting 'Drink all night tonight.'"

"So make a note and pick up a cigar in the afternoon." HR picked up the phone and looked at it, "Haven't I been too well-behaved lately?" ”

"No, although I know what you mean by 'not well-behaved', I still have to praise you." Justice smiled.

"Thank you so much," HR said, filling the glass in front of him. "Spiritual Mentor Brother."