The dark black SUV drove all the way to one of the city's urban villages - this is the address reported by Xiaolu Zhumaolin. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There is a gambling father in the family, and the girl herself is very frugal, so it does not seem so unreasonable that she would live in such a humble place.

Zhu Maolin only remembered an interesting thing at this time, that is, the stop sign of the bus station clearly stated the time of the shuttle...... In other words, with or without a car, you can get an idea of it at a glance, and no one will really be stupid and still waiting in place.

But when he found Xiaolu, what was she doing?

She was trotting and jumping around the bus stop, as if she were doing some warm-up exercise - she was probably really going to spend the long night like this.

In fact, before Xiaolu left the advertising agency, she could have raised the difficult question of not having a car. No matter how bad it is, she can also ask Zhu Maolin to borrow some taxi fees. No one minds those 100 or so dollars...... But she chose this stupidest method.

Such a girl came out of a fairy tale, right?

The chaotic atmosphere in the advertising circle has already made some changes in the concept of Zhu Maolin.

Of course, this change may not be good – but it is clearly necessary for life. Therefore, when his mind has been habitually thinking about a woman who is close to him in what purpose, Xiaolu's appearance seems to be ...... It seems to have brought some different shocks.

Zhu Maolin also remembered another point of view, when men are smaller, they will longing and longing for women who are more mature than them. Can be a man...... As we mature, we prefer those who are not worldly.

"Have you lived here since you were a child?" the car slowly stopped under the old four-story building, the street lights were dim yellow, and there was a feeling that the power was low or the light bulbs were old.

Several unknown small flying insects were flying in the light at this time.

Xiaolu shook her head, and she had answered Zhu Maolin's question. She quickly got out of the car, as if she didn't want to continue to add more trouble to Zhu Maolin, and apologized guiltily, "Thank you, this time." ”

Zhu Maolin simply shook his head and said calmly: "Just think that I am also accumulating my own resources." Good advertising models are hard to find...... It's okay, and there is some talent, and there should be more room for development in the future. You just think I'm investing in favor bonds right now. ”

Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, Zhu Maolin's rhetoric was a little beyond her expectations - whether it was as 'Xiaolu' or as another ......

"Is this it, after officially entering the society for a long time......" Xiaolu looked at Zhu Maolin with a complicated expression, "The so-called maturity?"

"I'm sure you'll mature in the future. Zhu Maolin smiled lightly, then leaned out and looked at the old building above his head, "Aren't you going up yet? ”

Xiaolu hurriedly waved her hand and walked up the unguarded staircase—even the light tube of the stairway that was turned on and off manually.

And Zhu Maolin also quietly drove away from this place.

Returning to the dark old house on Tiantai Mountain, a pair of cold, black-robed eyes finally watched Zhu Maolin leave this place completely.

"He still doesn't seem to have any meaning, does he?" Dazhe's voice sounded coldly.

No. 18 suddenly turned around at this time, looked at Da Zhe, and said coldly: "How have you practiced your transfiguration ability?"

"Why did you suddenly ask this?" Dazhe asked subconsciously.

No. 18 said indifferently: "Xiaolu needs a very bastard father, and you acted well just now." ”

"Sister, you still plan to continue!" Dazhe said incredulously...... He felt that this didn't seem like a novice teaching to him at all, and it was simply as if the No. 18 eldest sister was inexplicably competing.

He didn't believe that a black soul envoy who had lived for an unknown number of years should use such a cumbersome and inefficient method...... That's too low, isn't it?

"Do you have any opinions? In that case, I'll think of another way, anyway, you don't have the obligation to listen to me in the first place. No. 18 said indifferently.

Dazhe shook his head: "That's not what I meant. As I said, I'm not a good person in the first place, and I don't blindly resist some so-called methods...... I wonder if we should investigate all the things about this master thoroughly, and how can we know more so that we can make a better judgment?"

Dazhe imagined that 18 must have been able to understand what he meant...... As for 18, he has not taken the initiative to bring up this matter, I am afraid that it is because he spoke too beautifully at the beginning, and he can't get off the stage at this time, or he can't pull his face - then he took the initiative to bring it up.

No. 18 glanced at Dazhe meaningfully, and suddenly nodded: "It's okay, the work of collecting materials was originally one of our duties." This time, I'll leave everything behind the bamboo forest to you, just treat it as practice. Of course, I'm not going to let you work for nothing. If this transaction can be completed, I will offer you a part of the performance. ”

So...... Isn't this going down the stairs?Dazhe smiled slightly and said indifferently: "Let's talk about this later...... Then I'm going to think about where to investigate. ”

As he spoke, Dazhe's body atomized away, and No. 18 was slightly stunned, obviously he was just a newcomer who couldn't fly well, and now he was able to atomize so skillfully.

"How much practice did he do behind the scenes......"

Her opinion of Dazhe has quietly changed somewhat...... Unexpectedly, he felt that Dazhe was a black soul messenger who could get along with each other ordinarily.

"But...... What the hell is going on with this bamboo forest. Number 18 could clearly feel the man's heart flutter for a moment. However, it was only for a moment that it became solid again.

If he really loved his wife deeply, such a situation could explain the past...... But he and his wife are in that weird mode of getting along.

As Dazhe said, it really needs to be investigated in depth. No. 18 was silent for a while, subconsciously looking at the dark night like a void, and muttered: "Master, could it be that this gold master has foreseen this situation and deliberately approved it." If that's the case, then ......"

Master, is he already peeping into the future...... Is it?

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In the early hours of the morning, at half past three, Zhu Maolin finally returned to his community.

After dragging his tired body for a day, he washed silently, and then went to bed with his clothes, and when he closed his eyes, he suddenly heard the sound of rustling.

"Woke you up?" Zhu Maolin knew that this was Hou Chen Yuhan.

"I haven't slept. Hou Chen Yuhan said softly.

After a long period of silence, Zhu Maolin said, "Then ...... Let's sleep. ”

Unexpectedly, the wife did not turn around, but let her body get closer. It was a warm body that had been buried in the bed for a long time...... This kind of warmth is completely different from the heat that has just been bathed.

It is like using warm water at just the right temperature, gently poured on the body, and pasted with a thin layer of veil.

Zhu Maolin smelled the aroma of his wife's shampoo while his lips were already kissed...... The heavy breath was exchanged between the two, and he was able to instinctively respond to each other's kisses without even thinking. You don't have to deliberately cooperate, because you have already rehearsed it I don't know how many times.

His wife's enthusiasm was a little beyond Zhu Maolin's imagination, as if she had been ignited with magnesium, and a moment of light and heat was driving Hou Chen Yuhan's mature body.

She straddled Zhu Maolin's body with enthusiasm, but bowed her body, as if she didn't want to leave the lips of the person who shared the bed.

One by one, she unbuttoned her husband's pajamas and began to gently suck them on his neck like a drizzle.

The tip of the dexterous tongue then began to swim to the husband's chest, and in the small place, he swirled with the tip of the tongue of ** again and again.

Finally, as a wife, her palms became uneasy after all. Hou Chen Yuhan's palm suddenly slipped into her husband's pajama pants.

There is nothing indescribable, because they are legally and sensually couples, because it is a human thing.

Because, they have long passed the so-called reserved age...... But Zhu Maolin knew that his wife rarely had such active behavior, which made him feel a little at a loss.

His wife's palms are as soft and flexible as when he is pinching clay in a pottery classroom, and the touch brought by the play has already connected the nerves in his body.

But that's much more than that...... He already felt that his doppelganger had entered a warm ** place in the next moment, and his dexterous tongue was passionately stirring the cortex that represented the life qi of the male.

Such a gentle mound, Zhu Maolin didn't know how many lifetimes of penance he had spent in exchange for it.

He finally let out a sigh and whispered in a bitter voice, "Still...... Go to sleep. ”

Hou Chen Yuhan suddenly quieted down, and his body seemed to have stiffened...... Time also stands still at this time. When time turned again, as a wife, she rushed out of the quilt, looked at Zhu Maolin with desperate eyes, turned her head, and walked into the bathroom.

The sound of water sounded loudly, and Zhu Maolin knew that these sounds existed to cover up another sound.

But he couldn't, and couldn't find a position on what he could use, to stop these muffled voices...... Because of his incompetence.

Yes – as a man who cannot fulfill his obligations as a husband.

But he didn't lose his function as a man—or rather functioned quite normally, at all times. However, he has never been able to react at all when facing his wife.

When Hou Chen Yuhan finally walked out of the bathroom in the master bedroom, Zhu Maolin was no longer in this room.

He was lying on the sofa in the living room outside, who didn't sleep, did he want to sleep...... Hou Chen Yuhan didn't even want to let herself think about it too much - she even wanted to forget the root of all this pain.

Hou Chen Yuhan closed her eyes, and the contents of the flower cards that she had opened naturally appeared in front of her. These contents flashed through her memory again and again, and gradually became clear—including her own love.

She didn't know how this magical store was priced, she just felt that her love that was about to be broken was really worth it.

Hou Chen Yuhan can't remember how long she and her husband have been out of sync.

It turned out that the moment when the time difference was synchronized, as always...... There is only pain.

Through the door, in the quiet living room, a screaming sound was suddenly heard from the room, and Zhu Maolin finally just covered his eyes with his arms.

It was 4:02 a.m. in the morning.

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Early in the morning, the mourning hall of the cemetery welcomed a very young man wearing a scarf covering half of his face.

It is not a fixed festival of worship, and it is very likely that some people will choose to come to this cemetery at this time to worship...... An old man who was in charge of cleaning here looked at the young man with a scarf with some curiosity.

He stopped in front of a piece of spirit card and looked at one of them.

"Excuse me, would you like to buy some sesame oil candles?"

But since someone came, it was not surprising that the old man planned to do the business of this young man who had nothing to bring in his hands.

"Okay, give me some. Dazhe nodded.

The old man found that the young man seemed to be particularly religious, and finally Dazhe put a bouquet of incense in the sky in front of a child's spiritual seat...... Zhu Maoxing.

The name of this deceased child.

"Hey, little brother, who are you this kid, why haven't I seen you before?"

The old man had always been in business here, and most of the people who came here remembered it, whether it was new to the tomb or a long time ago—but on second thought, this young man was indeed the first time he had seen him.

"Well, I'm kind of a friend of this kid's parents. Dazhe then said, and then suddenly asked, "Uncle, have you also seen this child's parents?"

His mother's words often came quietly alone. So I was very impressed. The old man thought, "But his father is not very impressed. I think I came there once when I first bought a position. ”

"Why?" Dazhe suddenly asked.

The old man subconsciously said: "Probably because I feel guilty, after all, something like that has happened, I don't think anyone is comfortable...... Alas, speaking of which, I can only blame this kid for his thin life. ”

"How?" asked Dae-cheol.

"This boy seems to have been locked up in a car by his father, suffocated to death. ”

The old man shook his head, sighed and said, "Generally, this kind of thing is common, and you can only blame your father for being careless." But his father can't be blamed for this. I heard that his father just got out of the car and went to the convenience store next to him to buy something, but when he didn't want to come back, he was hit directly by a drunk driver and was sent to the hospital for rescue...... No one noticed that the kid was still in the car...... Aren't you their friend? How do you not know...... What about people?"