Chapter Twenty-Five: Serving People's Lives! 】

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After talking nonsense with Alin for a long time, I still can't be happy. I could have refused ruthlessly, but if I did sleep with someone, it would be a different story.

I'm not the kind of person who is honest. Before I was with Si Qi, I was a well-known flower hooligan in the circle, and in Alin's words, I was a real beast. My life is all about going to work, making money, and then going to Seven's bar at night to hunt for bubbles. I have also had that kind of dewy relationship that broke up at dawn.

But for this girl, I always have some indescribable unbearability. Or rather, some reluctance.

And she's really attractive, and the more I stay with her, the more I'm attracted to her. In the past two days, I didn't dare to stay at her house except for bringing her food. Finally, when her injury healed, I accompanied her to the hospital again, re-examined, and everything was fine, I was really relieved. But she didn't seem to be happy, and her face was depressed along the way.

The day after I went to the hospital, I didn't go to the house again, I hid at home to read a book, and then wrote a manuscript for the fat man and their magazine. At this time, the mobile phone rang, and it was a vio.

"Why haven't you come to deliver food yet? I'm starving! ”

“…… Aren't you already well? ”

"Okay, I'm going to eat too!"

I sighed: "You're all right, you don't need to be taken care of by others." ”

There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment.

"Okay, don't come! I'll do it myself! I can't do it, I can't do it! She said coldly, her tone as cold as ice.

Before I could speak, the phone hung up.

I held my phone in this position for about twenty seconds.

Do it yourself?

She doesn't even know if the gas stove is turned to the left or right, does she? Last time she wanted to boil water by herself, but it didn't light the fire, and the gas leaked, if I hadn't gone back early, I'm afraid a wisp of incense would have passed away with the wind......

And her answer was, "I've never boiled water, I used to use a water dispenser." ”

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Depend on! I jumped to my feet, quickly put on my clothes and shoes, and trotted downstairs with buttons on. I flagged down the taxi and rushed to her house, ran up to the seventh floor in one go, opened the door with a trembling hand, and carefully covered my nose with one hand.

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Juju sat curled up on the huge sofa in the living room, holding a Snoopy puppy in his left hand, a Winnie the Pooh in his right hand, and an open can of potato chips in front of him, and Jay Chou's "East Wind Breaking" MTV was playing on the TV.

She looked back at me, looking calm and serene. She just glanced at me and casually withdrew her gaze.

Then he said lightly in a dismal tone:

"Coming? Cook and go. ”

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I'm going crazy, I'm happy and miserable, living in misery. In that sweet and gentle way, and cunning and vicious, I tossed up and down. Sometimes I even want to go to Wang Hao, and then kneel down and beg him to save me.

The country is in danger, so I thought of seven.

is different from Alin's half-way monk, Seven is the kind of real beauty killer. He's experienced more women than he sends out discount cards at the bar!

In a sense, Seven and I used to be the same kind of people, we were both passionate about the decadent life, the emotional games, the freshest thrills, and when we got tired, we didn't hesitate to throw them away. It is said that women are like clothes, and I guarantee that there are definitely many more women at seven than there are clothes for seven.

So, the last time I asked Alin for help, I was not ashamed to ask. This time, I was looking for seven to ask for advice from the masters.

"Do you like her?" Seven is really a master, and after listening to my full narrative, he asked the most critical point.

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