Shi Huan asked, "What's in bed?" ”

Huo'er: "It's hard to say, in fact, I don't know either, anyway, it's something that makes people particularly annoying." ”

The host is a pure baby, and it cannot defile people.

Shi Huan pursed his lips: "You continue." ”

The middle-aged man seemed to be sure that Cen Feng would agree, because no one refused the temptation of money and fame.

Those young people who were pretentious at the beginning, which one did not compromise again and again in the price increase in the end.

He waited for the boy to bend his pride in front of him and bend down.

However, he was wrong.

The teenager refused.

The price code mentioned eight figures, and he was not moved.

And because of this, his heart was moved.

The more you resist, the more exciting and fun it is, isn't it?

The boy left the room, but he couldn't escape the palm of the middle-aged man's hand.

After refusing several times, the man was patient and tied him up directly.

But the middle-aged man didn't succeed until the end, because the boy committed suicide.

He resigned himself to his fate.

Pity him until he died, he didn't know that from the beginning, he was sold as a single.

The so-called models, celebrities, are nothing more than bait thrown by rich people for fishing.

He took the bait, fell into a trap that others had already laid and was trapped in it.

"You say, he's dead?"

Fire Ear: "This is the end of his last life, ah, I almost forgot to say that the big boss of this world is a reborn." ”

Coming with hatred, wanting to die with the world.

She can travel through time and space, and it is not uncommon to be reborn, Shi Huan rejoiced:

"It's good to be born again, knowing what happened in the last world, he can avoid repeating the mistakes of the past and start a new life well."

Huo Er disagreed: "Not necessarily, every world has its own rules of operation. In the 3,000 small worlds, rebirth is something outside the law. What kind of knock-on effect this outlier will cause, no one can say. ”

Feeling that its host was too naïve, like an idiot, it taught earnestly:

"A good life requires a good foundation and good luck, the big boss is not allowed by the law, don't think about luck, it can't fall on him. Moreover, his family is very poor, so poor that he can't open the pot. has no capital and no ability, and in a short period of time, it is difficult for him to live a good life. ”

Although it often reads Shuangwen scripts, this is not Shuangwen.

In the harsh reality of life, even if you know what the trend will be in the next two years?

In his previous life, Cen Feng only lived to be eighteen years old, and he dropped out of school early and didn't learn any skills.

Reliving a life, what did he, a poor student who was penniless and underage, make a fortune?

Thinking like this, the voice of a dreamy girl sounded in the room of the dream girl:

"He could."

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"My father is rich, I will definitely listen to him in the future and be a good daughter. I am so loved, he will definitely share more of my property. In this way, I will have the money to support him. ”

Shi Huan said seriously, thinking that this method is really excellent.

The logic is flawless!

Huo'er secretly glanced at her, your father is your father now, it doesn't mean that he will be your father in the future.

"Huanhuan, I think, you don't want to rely on others all the time. There is a saying that the mountains will fall, and everyone will run, and only yourself is the most reliable. You can only do what you want if you are self-reliant. ”

Shi Huan said cutely: "But that's no one else, that's my dad." ”

Fireear: Pawn!

It is different from the bright lights and magnificence of the rich people's homes.

Even with street lights on, the old streets and alleys are still dark and damp.

Both sides are full of high-rise buildings, which block out the sun, causing the alley to be dark and dreary all year round, with a musty smell.

This is an old house that has not yet been developed, low bungalows, old, the iron doors are painted, and the door walls are peeled.

On the narrow side of the road, there are uncollected clothes hanging down, which is even more shabby and crowded.

The ground is uneven, and a four-wheeled car can't even think of entering it.

But it doesn't matter, in a slum-like place, no one can afford a car.

Passing by an old man's barbershop, Cen Feng stopped.

The shop was closed, and by the faint yellow streetlight, he could see a face on the glass.

His face was very white, so white that it did not fit in with the streets and alleys.

In his previous life, he didn't understand why children in the slums could grow so white.

In this life, he understood.

Because, he has been living in a place where there is no light.