At night, the lights of the 'Qinglou' are bright, the asphalt road that has just been compacted is still scattered with a trace of heat, and the two sides of the 'Qinglou' street are bustling, the crowds are surging, and the scene is very lively. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Scarface made a bitter face, and watched Xiang Bei lead a group of brothers into the 'green building'.

"What? Do you want to go too? Murong Xiaoxiao was wearing a purple floral skirt and a pair of short-heeled sandals on her feet, which was indescribably luxurious and beautiful, and compared the demeanor of the female compatriots around her for a while.

"I don't want to go." Scarface was wearing a black and white plaid half-cut sleeve, with a pair of jeans on his legs, the scarface who had been unkempt in the past has been very clean in recent days, and it is all the credit of Murong Xiao, life has become stable, and they can finally pay attention to their dress.

As for the famous brands on Murong Xiaoxiao and Scarface, they are all in limited supply, which were brought onto the ship from Komatsu City, except for Ye Yu and the soldiers of the secret army, no one dares to move these materials, and these brand-name clothes are used by the big soldiers of the secret army when they pick up girls.

In the crowd, several circles were formed, with a point as the core, emitting dazzling light and damage to the surroundings.

One center is the pair of CPs of Murong Xiaoxiao and Scarface.

One center is Liao Zhimeng, Liao Zhimeng didn't know where to get a set of black dresses, the dress was tightly wrapped around Liao Zhimeng's golden figure, concave and convex, men saw the blood gushing, women looked ashamed of themselves, of course, this Liao Zhimeng is something that no one dares to mess with, everyone knows that this big beauty is Ye Yu's mistress, and the chief's wife turns a blind eye.

There is also a center is Tomoda Mingbu, she is dressed plainly, but she can't hide her elegant temperament, Tomoda Mingbu frowned tightly, that day Ye Yu slaughtered prisoners of war, she was strongly opposed, but what can she do?

The most eye-catching center is the CP of the chief and the chief's wife, on the big night, Ye Yu is still wearing a big sunglasses on his face, wearing a black tight half-sleeve, Shi Jingdie is holding Ye Yu's arm, and her face is full of pride and happiness.

As for why Ye Yu wears sunglasses... It is impossible for Ye Yu to say, he will not say that he accidentally witnessed the 'Tang Yanran bathing picture'. As for whether it was a coincidence or deliberate, only Ye Yu himself knew.

Men, a lowly species, never know what is called 'that', after watching the big movie of the island country, I want to watch Europe and the United States, and finally ponder the domestic one, this...

After the opening ceremony, the citizens of the New Angel City enthusiastically ran into the three-story buildings with hard currencies such as "canned food", "bottled water", "cigarettes" and "liquor".

After the excitement, the crowd dispersed, the asphalt road outside the 'Qinglou' was scattered with melon seed skins, watermelon skins, several sanitation women held on to brooms, cleaning the street melon eating girls overnight, swallowing the garbage left by the melon seed aunt.

Under the neon flash, the street is very cold, and a sanitation aunt uses a broom in her hand to collect the garbage into the trash can.

The wind is blowing and the skin of the melon seeds is flying, the people in Weijia are desolate, and the warriors are guarding the boudoir.

The sanitation aunt stood in the wind, the wind ruffled the white hair of her sideburns, blew the folds of her face, looked down at her chapped hands, and listened to the angry shouts of the warriors in the 'Qinglou', and the woman in the Qinglou was panting.

Time is like a chronic poison, poisoning the face, poisoning the body, poisoning the age, and poisoning the 'sexual' life.

The sanitation aunt threw away the broom in her hand, looked up to the sky and sighed: "Fuck your uncle, I can't do this job." ”

There is another person in the wind, this is an intellectual pretending to be a criminal, Zeng Zhiming, a big back, and Academician Zeng is also.

Academician Zeng stood in the grove opposite the Qinglou, and two voices in his heart were fiercely entangled, fighting, and fighting.

A voice said, "Go ahead, what's embarrassing, didn't the chief say it?" This 'green building' is only free for you, you are the brain of this city of angels, and you can play with the women here. ”

A voice said: "I have been studying hard for more than ten years, and I should serve the country, benefit the people, and win glory for the country!" ”

A voice said: "It's the end of the world, you are stupid, the three major misfortunes in life, the young are ambitious, the middle-aged unemployed, the old into the flowers, the first two you didn't occupy, the life without misfortune is imperfect, tragedy can reflect the greatness of life, you should take the lead, this is old, do you have to walk in the flowers?" ”

A voice said: "Then whoever says, don't look at incivility, don't listen to incivility, don't speak incivility, don't move incivility, a gentleman should keep the way and respect virtue, be like a bamboo, like a pine, like a rock!" ”

"Special meow, human nature needs to be liberated and should not be suppressed! A big man has three wives and four concubines, and he has been in the midst of thousands of flowers, which is the true 'color' of men! ”

"Fuck your sister, all these years the book has been pulled along the chrysanthemum? Can't go! ”

"I can go!"

"Can't go!"

“...”

Zeng Zhiming's big back was blown away by the wind, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it, on the one hand, he was a little cheap under his crotch, and on the other hand, he was a gentleman with cold water in his heart.

Not to mention that depression is a disease of wealth and nobility, and a disease of intellectuals who are full of food, and a special question of 'prostitution or non-prostitution' has been successfully raised by Academician Zeng to the level of national righteousness, and it is related to the moral code of China's excellent traditional culture. It's not a question of one person, it's a philosophical proposition of impulse and reason, who is the one who governs certain human behaviors!!

Zeng Zhiming took out a cigarette depressedly, lit it, took a puff, the wind blew the smoke and drifted into the distance, and Academician Zeng's resolute face was full of indescribable pain and torture.

Academician Zeng flicked the ashes of his cigarette and raised his hand to pick a leaf from the small tree beside him.

Along the veins of the emerald green leaves, along the texture, Academician Zeng pulled a small piece and said to himself: "Go"

Another piece: "Don't go"

Again: "Go"

"Don't go"

When there was a piece of leaf the size of a fingernail left in his hand, Academician Zeng fell into pain and confusion again, I pulled it, and I went, but I pulled it twice, but I just didn't go, it all depended on my heart.

Academician Zeng stared at the blades between his fingers in a daze, and fell into the thinking of chickens laying eggs and eggs laying chickens.

"Hey." Academician Zeng sighed and threw away the leaves in his hand melancholy.

The messy long greasy hair in the wind tells the dry heart of Academician Zeng.

Academician Zeng took a puff of cigarette, looked up, looked in the direction of the 'Qinglou', and just wanted to come to such a poem expressing his feelings.

But with... Hey, hey, hey... Got the right eye.

In this bleak wind, the sanitation aunt stood under the neon flashing 'green building', staring at the 'merry and suave' academician Zeng without blinking.

Academician Zeng stared at the sanitation aunt who 'couldn't see whether the charm existed' with a pair of eyes shining with the light of wisdom.

The aunt still had the broom she had just thrown on the ground at her feet.

At Academician Zeng's feet still lies the 'go or not' leaves.

Don't say anything, your eyes have leaked everything, and everything is in your heart.

Dry wood and fire, let's make it whole!!

Aunt and Academician Zeng walked into the depths of the woods hand in hand, and from now on, such legends will be spread in the City of Angels.

In the bud rice field, in the alley, at the corner of the street, between the corridors, and beside the river, there are Zeng Zhiming and the sanitation aunt struggling everywhere.

Of course, with Academician Zeng, there is no need to do sanitation, just be a rich woman with a lot of money.

So far, countless aunts have gone to the front line to take the fifth diamond as their own responsibility...

PS: I've been feeling cold lately.,Yesterday there was an update on the wood.,Readers, forgive me,(I'm just lazy.,Didn't update.,Is it swollen?) Hey, hey, hey)

Also, it's on the shelves this Friday, it's almost 400,000 words, Lao Shan wants to cry without tears, and the pirated version of 200,000 words will be on the shelves.

The main station plus the book city 16,000 collections,If it's on the shelves,If you can subscribe to it,Strive for more.,Of course,It's still based on exams.,Supplemented by writing books.,As for the time ratio,Is it to stay up late to code words?,See if the readers give you food.。 People, you have to eat, you can't drink the northwest wind to live, no, the old mountain kowtows...