The Shura Field of the Big Brothers

The woman was instantly killed by his eyes, swallowed her saliva and nodded silently.

And his eyes instantly became complicated, looking up and down at the woman in front of him, wondering what he was thinking.

"Very good! Let's go then."

"Go...where?"

The woman didn't understand what Chu Jiangli meant. She glanced at the person in charge of the bar and saw that the man nodded, so the woman turned to look at Chu Jiangli.

"You'll know if you go."

Chu Jiangli pretended to be mysterious, with an evil smile on his face, as soon as he grabbed the woman's slender waist, he hugged her up.

"At that time, you really have to behave well and apologize well, but don't try to run away, you know?"

The woman lowered her head shyly, leaned close to Chu Jiangli's neck and exhaled lightly, her hands were still naturally hooked around his neck, and said in a submissive voice, "Where are you... are you taking him?"

"Go to a place that only belongs to the two of us, and I will give you a chance to apologize to me."

Coming to a dimly lit room, Chu Jiangli gently put the woman on the bed, pulled the front buttons of his shirt, revealing a very red chest.

"Didn't expect it to fall into my hands again, don't even think about running away this time!"

Chu Jiangli said with a smirk on his face, and rushed towards the woman, pulled her collar away anxiously with both hands, and kissed her rudely...

The sky was slightly brighter, only to see a window in the room, and the curtains were blown fluttering by the cold wind outside.

On the bed, Chu Jiangli was lying on the woman's lap with half-closed eyes, and was patted and coaxed by the woman: "It's not your fault, I don't blame you, you are also a victim, close your eyes and sleep for a while."

Suddenly, he seemed to wake up in an instant, opened his eyes wide and immediately put the woman's hand away, got up, picked up the messy clothes and pants at the end of the bed, and hurriedly put them back on his body.

"I might be crazy, but I actually told you all these things. It's best not to let me hear a little bit from others!"

He changed his face quite quickly, and the woman was still stunned. She didn't put on a thin blanket and chased him out until she saw him open the door and go out.

"Wait, Young Master Chu—"

Even after hearing her pleading voice, Chu Jiangli still strode away with a sullen face. At this moment, he wished to immediately delete all the memories of the woman behind him.

"Young Master Chu! I will wait for you, every day of the month, I will come here to wait for you—"

Hearing the woman's unrelenting words, he quickly disappeared without looking back, "Oh! Wait for me? Who do you think you are?"

It wasn't until she saw him disappear at the end of the corridor that the woman stood up from the ground in an instant, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and her expression immediately became complicated: "Hmph! So look down on me? Just wait and see!"

She turned back to the room and locked the door firmly. She was quite sad one second, but with a smug smile on her face the next second, she picked up her mobile phone and dialed a number, "Well, it's me, he's gone."

"It's been confirmed, but that aspect still doesn't work, um, don't worry, you still don't feel at ease when I do things? I have picked the worst things about Han Xiyun and told him..."

"By the way, can I ask why you want him to hate that woman? Since she has been hiding for so long, I think she really won't come to him."

On the other end of the phone, a familiar man's voice said: "Hmph! Isn't it said that every successful writer has a lunatic in his heart? Who knows when she suddenly wants to make a fuss, and our plan will come to naught?"

"It makes sense, you're still thoughtful, okay, I'm tired after comforting him all night, so I'll go to bed first..."

Chu Jiangli, who left the hotel, drove his phantom on the main road, stretched out his hand to catch the wind, and muttered with his face sideways: "Am I really crazy?"

"Why on earth are you talking about that with other women in bed? And listening to her fart, damn it!"

As he said that, he slapped the steering wheel, and the direction of the car turned instantly, and it rushed straight towards the side of the mountain. Seeing that it was about to hit him, he hurriedly stepped on the brakes.

Because the speed was relatively fast just now, the brakes were still slammed, and the car spun around on the spot, and even the tire marks came out.

Finally stopping the car, he stared straight at the mountain in front of him. If he really hit it, the car would definitely roll over at the speed just now, and the consequences would be unimaginable!
After sitting in the car for a while, he restarted the car and turned around...

Today, he doesn't want to work anymore, and he finally made it to the weekend. He also wants to give himself a happy weekend like an ordinary person.

Soon, the car stopped at a beach by the sea, and there were quite a few people who came here to play in the sand and swim.

Seeing a group of boys in their twenties rampaging like sharks in the sea, he really wanted to go there and have a good time.

"Heh! Isn't it just surfing! It's all left over from my playing, today I will let you see what real surfing is!"

After a while, I don’t know where he bought the swimsuit, etc., and he still holds the essential surfing tool in his hand-surfboard!

Just as his feet touched the sea water, the corner of his mouth tugged anxiously: "Hiss—why is it so cold? That's right! It's winter now! What kind of waves are these people surfing in winter? Really!"

Just when he was about to turn around and go back, he saw others staring at him strangely, but he stood there in embarrassment, stepping hard on the sand with his feet.

"Since we're all here, it's not good to go back with a board, or give them a chance to open their eyes today?"

After making up his mind, he finally walked into the sea with the board. It may be that he hadn't been in the sea for a long time. His hands and feet were a little rusty, and he splashed in the water just after going down.

In the end, he was pulled up by a woman who was swimming: "Hey! You can't swim and learn how to surf like other boys? You are really asking for trouble for others. Go back quickly!"

After drinking a few sips of seawater, he was choked and coughed again and again. He waved his hands and wanted to tell the woman that he could swim, but he was so scolded that his face was drooling and he couldn't say anything.

The fierce woman finally left, and he sat down on the beach, "Oh my god, it's the first time I've been scolded like this, so it's quite refreshing haha."

On the side, a few young women were still piled up with sand. Their faces changed in fright when they heard what he said. You gestured to me one by one, and I gestured to you. They didn't even bother to take their shoes, and walked away on tiptoe.

After realizing that he was being treated as a fool, he smiled happily. Now this place belongs to him alone. He can lie down and play with the sand to his heart's content, and spread out to bask in the sun.

The winter sun was just right, and the sea breeze made him very clear-headed. Looking at the sea, the waves surged up one after another, and his mood was not to mention how happy he was!
With his hands resting on the ground, Erlang's legs were raised leisurely, as if he hadn't been so relaxed for a long time.

Gradually, his eyes were closed, letting the wind and the sun, the sea water hit him...

In the blink of an eye, ripples appeared on the sea!
Drops of heavy rain fell on his face, bringing a little pain, which made him wake up instantly. When he opened his eyes, he realized that he had been buried in the sand!
"Uh-what?"

He sat up in shock, with a pile of sand on his body, and a few small fish swimming between his legs, who were frightened by his movement and fled in a hurry.

"Bah bah bah..."

He hurriedly spit out the sand in his mouth, and a small crab ran away quickly, so he grabbed a handful of seawater and hit himself to wash away the sand on his body.

He patted his butt and stood up, and saw that there was no one on the beach, even the few surfers were gone, and he wondered if he was drunk and dreaming here.

But when he saw a little surfboard protruding from the side, he was sure that he was not dreaming.

"What! They all ran away one by one, and they didn't wake me up, so they just watched me drank the sea water in the rain?"

"Pooh!"

After spitting out a few more grains of sand, he pouted his mouth with both hands, "I almost didn't really bury it here, these ruthless people! If it wasn't for the rain, I would have really fallen asleep."

Even though the rain hit him, he picked up the surfboard unhurriedly, hugged it like a baby, and walked back to the side of the car.

Thinking about it, he was not very happy, so he threw the board on the beach at once.

"Only my Yun'er is better, only she will save me desperately, even if it's just a stranger, she is really kind, Yun'er, where are you now—"

As he spoke, he still looked aggrieved, silently shed two tears, went to the side, picked up the water pipe, turned on the faucet, and frantically flushed water on himself.

After a while, he said aggrieved again: "Why is the water still hot? Can't you just give me cold water to wake me up?"

In fact, what he didn't know was that he was already red from the cold, and his lips were pale and colorless!

Just when he was about to walk back to the car, he suddenly felt dizzy before his eyes. After taking a breath, he shook his head to regain consciousness, and staggered to the car.

"Damn! What's going on?"

He pressed the car key weakly with both hands. After the door opened, he hurriedly got up and sat in the car. It took a long time before he felt a burst of warmth.

In a daze, he seemed to see several white-clothed angels, and hugged himself...

When he opened his eyes again, Lu Beizhe looked at him excitedly from the side: "President? President, are you awake? President, you are awake!"

Feeling sore all over his body, he opened his mouth with difficulty: "I——where is this? What's wrong with me?"

"You already had a high fever of 41 degrees. Fortunately, you called an ambulance. Otherwise, no one would know if your brain burned out. What did you do, President? Why are you at the beach in winter?"

All these questions made him feel dazed again, and he raised his hand to cover his head, the pain made him grin his teeth and be unable to say a word.

Seeing him like this, Lu Beizhe hurriedly called the doctor over nervously, and stood aside to cheer him up: "Jiang Li, don't think about those things, take a good rest first, don't get excited."

"Chu Shao's fever has subsided, but he still feels unwell. This is a normal phenomenon. Give him more water, and you can also eat some white rice porridge."

"Doctor, I—what time is it?"