Temptation is coming to the bowl

The young man has slender limbs, a well-proportioned figure, without a trace of fat, and his slender waist is a bit thinner than the waist of Huang Jieyi that the man has seen before, which can really be called a grip.His skin was very fair, but it was not inhumanly white, but as translucent and white as beautiful jade, and it seemed to emit a faint radiance, giving him an aesthetic feeling that filled the room with brilliance.The water droplets from the tip of the hair dripped down, flowing down the skin, revealing a wordless temptation.

The man licked his lips, and frowned subconsciously, what's so good about such a weak little white-faced body!He thought so in his heart, but he still watched the young man pour water in a panic, put on his shirt and ran downstairs without even buttoning it.

Seeing the young man disappear in the camera, the man came back to his senses, quickly adjusted the camera direction, and pointed at Huang Jieyi's room, only to find that she had already dressed and went downstairs.The man sat back in frustration and scratched his hair. However, he soon cheered up and began to wash his face and shave, get his hair done, and choose clothes. He had to be perfect, because tonight he was going to visit Goddess class.This is the first time he and the goddess meet in real life, and he must be perfect.

In the car, the man looked at the bouquet of flowers on the passenger seat with a smile on his eyes and brows. Tonight, he must let her know his name, send her a bouquet of flowers, and then take a photo with her , if there is a chance, she is in the mood again, maybe she can have a meal together.

The man touched the delicate petals with one hand, and the corners of his mouth were raised high, feeling very happy.

In the nanny's car, Huang Jieyi had put on her makeup and was putting on lipstick, while Xiaomeng was racing against time to drink the bird's nest soup cooked for him by Mama Wu.

The sound of being drunk made Huang Jieyi look sideways, and she said helplessly: "You drink slowly! No one will grab you!"

Xiaomeng swallowed the last mouthful contentedly, licked her lips, and said, "The assistant just came to remind you, and the interview will start after you put on your makeup. You can see that you are wearing lipstick. Can I not panic?"

Huang Jieyi put on her lipstick, pursed her lips, looked in the mirror again, and after feeling that everything was OK, she said, "Okay, I've fixed it, how are you doing?"

"It's all OK!" Xiaomeng straightened her clothes and got ready.

"Okay, let's go down!"

After the man drove to the destination to visit on the street, he picked up the bouquet of flowers and was about to get off the car, but suddenly thought of a question, would he be too reckless, and would she treat him as an ordinary movie fan?After hesitating for a while, the man still decided to follow the original plan. Even if he is an ordinary movie fan, it is better than she doesn't know anything about him now!

A man in a suit and leather shoes, holding a large bouquet of flowers, smiling, strode forward. After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, no, no, how could he disturb the goddess' work?Or wait!hold on!

The interview site was surrounded by crowds of onlookers. Everyone was very interested in the event of being on TV. Coupled with the outstanding appearance and popularity of Xiaomeng and Huang Jieyi, the entire scene was crowded.

"Do you think 16-year-old teenagers should be involved in abortion?" Xiaomeng and Huang Jieyi stood on the left and right, and began to interview the crowd with a microphone.

"Wow, she's a star?! She painted her face like a monkey's ass! It's so ugly!"

"She is a popular fried chicken on the TV station!"

"It turned out to be a chicken! No wonder!"

In the crowd, Huang Jieyi frowned at the insulting words of three drunk men. As a professional radio reporter, she suppressed her unhappiness, smiled, and continued her interview. There is a general downward trend in age, what do you think?"

As soon as the words fell, the three drunk men jumped out and shouted: "Wow, sitting in love is sitting in love, why are you so polite?" It was to take advantage of her.

How dare you interrupt the labor-management interview!Damn, do you know that labor and management plan to end early and go back for supper?

Xiaomeng gritted her teeth, pulled Huang Jieyi behind her, and said rather unkindly: "Sorry, everyone, we are recording a program, is there anything we can talk about after we finish?"

"Oh hello!" Drunk man A rubbed his eyes in disbelief, shook his body, and said to the other two people: "This little white face looks better than that popular fried chicken!"

"That's right, that's right!" Drunk man B snarled, and even wanted to touch Xiaomeng's face with his hand, but Xiaomeng immediately slapped him down with a microphone.

"Show me some respect!" Xiaomeng yelled angrily, and even planned to touch him with a thief hand, and carefully sprinkle a handful of corpse water on him!

"What do you mean? How dare you hit someone!"

"That's right, don't be shameless, what do you think you are?"

Xiaomeng's action gave the three drunks a reason to find fault with the aboveboard. The three aggressively blocked Xiaomeng and Huang Jieyi together. The strong smell of alcohol mixed with their body odor, mixed into a sinister smell and rushed into Xiaomeng. The cute nose made him feel nauseated.

"Xiaobai!" Huang Jieyi hid behind Xiaomeng in fear, holding Xiaomeng's arm tightly with both hands.

Seeing that the situation was going wrong, the people from the radio station rushed up immediately, separated the three people, put money into their hands, and calmed down the matter: "Three big brothers, let me treat you to tea, is it convenient?"

The three drunks took the money, but still yelled loudly: "What? I don't have money for tea? What do you mean?" They became more and more unreasonable.

Seeing this, the man turned cold. He has seen this kind of bastard a lot, and he usually gives money for convenience if he can. He doesn't want to cause trouble, but if others take the money, they still look like they want to make trouble , then don't blame him for being shameless.

"Everyone, if you don't want the police to invite you to the police station for a cup of tea, it's better for everyone to give in. You should know that our radio station is not vegetarian!"

After this threat, the three drunks immediately learned to behave. Although it is a pity that they can't explain it by smacking their little hands and cheeks with alcohol, but they have money to take, and there is nothing to lose, so the three of them swear and swear, and push away up.

Seeing the three of them leave, Huang Jieyi was relieved. Usually, when she was doing interviews on the street, she would occasionally meet such people who deliberately caused trouble. As a public figure and a woman, she couldn't beat them again and again, and she couldn't help but say it. It can only be solved by the radio station.

"Xiaobai, thank you so much today!" Huang Jieyi said gratefully.

Xiaomeng scratched her head in embarrassment, "Actually, it's nothing, I haven't beaten them yet! What a pity!" There was a bit of regret in her words.

Huang Jieyi stretched out and poked Xiaomeng's smooth forehead, and said with a smile: "You! If you really fight, you will be sent to the hospital with your little arms and legs."

Hearing this, Xiaomeng's face fell instantly, "Sister Jieyi, how can I be so weak!" He rolled up his sleeves and showed off his so-called muscles, "Look, it's still very informative, okay?"

"Okay! You are very good!" Huang Jieyi followed Xiaomeng's words and praised him a few words, "Let's continue to record the show! I will treat you to dinner when I have a chance!"

"Wow! That's awesome!"

On the other side, the three drunks pushed and shoved and walked past the sullen man holding flowers with their mouth full of nonsense, their words were full of insults to Xiaomeng and Huang Jieyi.

The man turned around and watched them enter the dark alley behind him. He gently brushed the delicate petals with his hands, as if he was touching his lover. shine.

The man thought in distress, what should I do?Why are there always a few mice trying to break his plan?He finally made up his mind to meet the goddess, why not let him do what he wants?Damn it!

In the alley, a trio of drunk men stood in a row taking off their pants and draining water. If they drank too much alcohol, their bladders would inevitably be overstocked!

"Brother, do you think that woman has come out to play tricks?" The drunk man said with a squint.

Drunk man A rolled his eyes at him, and said as a matter of course: "It's popular now to be taken care of, and no one will give you money! Are you stupid?" He shook the object, put on his pants, and as soon as he turned around, there was He was hit head-on hard by a thick baseball bat, screamed on the spot, and fell to the ground.

Which unscrupulous guy dares to sneak attack him?

The remaining two drunk men were startled, quickly put on their pants, and said angrily, "You dare to hit my elder brother?!" After finishing speaking, they rushed up aggressively with the strength of alcohol, but they were all hit by the man with a baseball bat. He was beaten badly.

The man's face was ferocious, his eyes were cold, and the figure of waving a baseball bat again and again was reflected on the wall, like a ghost squandering a sickle. He used [-]% of his strength, his muscles were tense, and sweat dripped down his collar. The drunk man was so beaten that he could not resist, curled up, cried and begged for his life.

How dare you insult her like that?

How dare you sabotage my plans?

How dare you destroy my dream that I have fantasized for so many days?

How dare you?How dare?How dare?

In the dark alley, the man had red eyes and swung the stick in his hand vigorously, venting his anger, and the cries like begging for mercy in his ears made him so excited that he couldn't control himself.The blood all over his body was boiling and clamoring, he followed the cry in his heart, letting the blood flow strangely like a curse.

After venting, the man wiped the sweat off his face, looked at the three drunk men lying on the ground dying, with a complacent expression, hummed softly, looked at the wooden stick with tender eyes, "Honey, don't you Afraid! I avenged you! Dance with me, okay?"

The three curled up on the ground tremblingly watched in horror as the man was holding the wooden stick like a schizophrenic, dancing out of their sight, the sound of kicking and tapping was like a death talisman in this quiet night, making them terrified .

Where did this neurosis come from?