"Hey, hacker, thief, when you heard that Taoist priest shouting something like a spell today, did you react in your body and in your consciousness?" Teemo seemed to have been thinking about it for a long time, but he was still not sure if he could effectively communicate with these big guys who were thinking about his own affairs. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The hacker simply said "um" and replied, which was in line with his mental state in Tokyo.

"Yes, I think there's something calling out to me, as if I've had some extraordinary experience, like, something I believe in?" Said the thief who didn't look like a thief.

Teemo finally found a partner to talk to, and his mouth was pounding rhythmically, like chewing peanuts.

"I always wonder why it can be an obsession." Teemo dragged his little head and swayed his feet against the window.

"For us, it's important to be able to exist for a little longer, in whatever form."

"But such an unclear existence, I always feel empty." Teemo changed his hand and dragged his head.

"I'm sorry, I don't feel what you're talking about, it's empty." The thief respects every word and replies even if there is nothing to say.

"That's natural, I'm obsessed with being close to black, and the reasoning is much more perfect than yours." Timo shook his feet: "Alas! Brother, you say, will there be a black obsession? ”

The calm sky was suddenly covered with a layer of black clouds, and the stars that had just blinked their eyes and the moon that dominated the starlight were blinded behind the black clouds, and even the vision in the room became not clear enough.

"Black obsession?" The thief tilted his head: "I still don't understand." ”

Teemo was lost in thought, he could think of this, it was already the limit of this posture, and he simply put his eyes on it and let his brain dispel the complexity.

Time quietly, this black cloud did not disperse after all, when the sky was bright, neatly dressed office workers poured out of the rental house, walking around the street with hurried steps but not touching each other, carrying bags or urgent makeup, some people were already at work at half past seven, as anxious and busy as every corner of the world.

In fact, the work pressure in any big city is bursting, and everyone has put everything into their physical functions in order to survive and survive better.

At night, Tokyo is more vibrant and vibrant, and during the day, although there are more and more people, there is no reason why it feels lifeless, as if everyone is dying.

People who are in a hurry will have no facial features.

Lin Xie still didn't get up, 5DD snoring shook the sky, and his thunder could be heard in the next room, only Lao Wang sat on the sofa, he looked at the newspaper and took a sip of coffee, except for Lin Xie's side, he still looked like a British gentleman.

Cao Qingqing came out of her room, she was still wearing a black nightdress, her little white legs were exposed to the air, her crystal feet were as white as jade bracelets, she stepped on translucent white shoes, there were no sleepy eyes, and she seemed to be awake for a long time.

Walked to the door of Lin Xie's room, and saw that the door was slightly open and a gap, she and Lao Wang, who had taken a sip of coffee in the living room, glanced at each other, expressed her kindness, and then pushed the door open silently with a little force, looking at Lin Xie's sleeping face at the door.

What was it like last night.

It's like that, in the morning.

Those who don't know think it's a mummy.

But Lin Xie's chest rose and fell slightly, and there was an obvious vitality surrounding the room, the closer he got to Lin Xie, the more he could feel the rich vitality around him, and the inexplicable attraction, which may only be felt by Cao Qingqing.

Her arms leaned lightly on the edge of the door, pursed her lips, and her eyelashes swept away the doubts around her with the blink of an eye, Cao Qingqing clearly felt the connection with Lin Xie, she was always unstoppable and willing to look at Lin Xie, which no longer existed in her past experience.

It was rumored among the upper class people in Wangjing that Cao Qingqing was afraid that there was a serious psychological obstacle, so he would be cold and cold.

At this moment, she looked at Lin Xie's chest slightly bullied, and her face carved by a knife outside the quilt was exposed, her heart was hot, and her face was inexplicably red.

"A cup of coffee?" Lao Wang, who was in the living room, said slowly.

"Ah...... That one...... Thank you, just a ......" Cao Qingqing wanted to refuse, but suddenly couldn't speak, but sat down a little reluctantly and naturally.

Even Lin Xie's assistant, can't he refuse......

After sitting down, Lao Wang naturally overheated the coffee beans that had already been ground in the coffee machine, and the black coffee overflowed from under the cotton cloth, and the essence was received by a junior, emitting a slight coffee fragrance, and the brain was excited when he smelled it.

"Very bitter coffee." Cao Qingqing took a sip, and the soft belt wrinkled slightly, looking a little cute.

"I'll be sober after a day, but I have to stay sober." Lao Wang took a big sip and took another cup for himself.

"Yes." Cao Qingqing said with a slight smile: "He needs someone around him who is always awake. ”

"No, he took care of me a little more." Lao Wang pursed his bitter mouth.

Cao Qingqing sighed, and then there was a long three-minute silence, in Tokyo at seven o'clock in the morning, the most taciturn people drank coffee relatively much, and they all cherished words like gold.

Lao Wang saw that Cao Qingqing wanted to speak and stopped, but he didn't know how to convey it, and an unconscious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Do you want to ask about Mr. Lin?" ”

He broke the silence, and Cao Qingqing's face turned red: "No...... No ....."

"Is there or not?" Lao Wang lowered his head, looked at the coffee cup noodles, and took a sip comfortably.

"He's a very good guy, and even though he sometimes can't understand why he did what he did, he always got the result satisfying to everyone."

"Yes..... That's right. Cao Qingqing sighed in his heart that the man in front of him was not a simple assistant, his temperament was not something that a casual middle-aged person could have, elegant behavior, and a very independent appearance, but he was willing to give Lin Xie a hand, do things like driving, serving tea and water, and taking takeaways, the whole person is a fascination.

"His girlfriend is also a very nice woman, very good-looking, the kindest beauty I have ever seen."

"Kind and beautiful ....." Cao Qingqing repeated, but the blush on her face disappeared, thinking about how good-looking this sentence should be, and fell into a unique dimensional imagination space.

"Yes, it's probably the beauty of kindness, I can't say more, the culture is limited." Lao Wang winked playfully.

He looked like, "Brother can only help you get here."

Cao Qingqing had never blushed so often, she hurriedly drank the remaining bitter coffee, let the craze of communication with strange men subside, and took a deep breath in front of Lao Wang: "Well, thank you......" His voice was to show his heaviness, but Xie had just come out, and when he saw Lao Wang's old driver's expression, he couldn't stop talking, and the more he reasoned, the more chaotic he became.