Three smiles

The off-road vehicle drove directly to the Xichang City Hospital. Wang Sanxiao's big toe was injured by a stone. After being injured, he fought desperately, resulting in traumatic fractures and multiple soft tissue injuries. The entire foot was cast in plaster.

Holding the crutch, Wang San smiled, his whole body was not well, and asked Xiong Da frantically: "How long has it been since I threw away the crutch? Why the hell is this lame again?"

Xiong Da looked at him expressionlessly, and only said two words: "Who is to blame?"

"..." Wang San smiled and glanced around the crowd, thinking that Wei Cong was his mother's fault!If he hadn't insisted on going to some private market, would he have met Tang Xingxing?If he hadn't met Xingxing Tang, he would have been hit by a rock?

Hold!You two are a planet and a broom star, and you really have an affair!

Tang Xingxing hugged his Nanhong rough stone, got off the car and wanted to sneak away, but Xiong Er grabbed his collar and dragged him into the ward. He was beaten by the Xiong brothers, and when he saw them, he shuddered and squatted in the bed with a mournful face. Corner, pretending to be just a mushroom.

Wang Sanxiao leaned against the bed, eating the pistachios Xiong Erpao, his eyes slipped from Wei Cong's face to Tang Xingxing in the corner, and said indifferently: "Because of this innocent disaster, the rough stone taken by Mr. Xing Xing, do you think you have to make some compensation?"

Tang Xingxing was stunned: "This... Is this also my fault?"

"Who do you blame?" Wang San smiled at Ambassador Xiong with a wink.

Xiong Da walked over immediately, snatched the original stone from Tang Xingxing's arms, and sent it to Wang Sanxiao.

Wang Sanxiao caressed the rough stone fondly, his eyes were as gentle as if he was looking at his lover, and he said with a light smile: "The red is as bright as brocade, and as moist as jade. In recent years, it is rare to see such a beautiful Nanhong."

Sitting beside the hospital bed, Wei Cong laughed and said, "It's rare that such a big piece hasn't cracked, it's really a fine piece."

Wang San looked at him with a smile, "What price is Mr. Wei willing to offer?"

"52?"

"Real price!" Wang Sanxiao exaggeratedly praised loudly, "Mr. Wei is honest and steady, and he is really polite! If I remember correctly, Xiao Xingxing and Mr. Wei seem to have a debt of 52 yuan, which is not in vain for Mr. Wei's busy work." It's been a night." Saying that, he solemnly handed the original stone into Wei Cong's hands.

Tang Xingxing was stunned to find that the two had just decided so shamelessly. He was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly jumped up and shouted: "What are you kidding? Such a top-quality rough stone only costs 52 yuan???"

Wang San looked at him with a smile, and asked with a good temper: "Then how much do you think is appropriate?"

"At least 100 million!"

"Big Xiong," Wang San said with a smile, "Is Little Xingxing's IQ a bit low? Go and bring his head over here for me to have a look."

Head... Take it?Pass?Come? ? ?

Tang Xingxing looked up at the ferocious Xiong Da, a layer of white sweat sprang up on his back, and suddenly realized that he had just stepped out of the tiger's mouth and into the wolf's den, and shouted: "Wang Sanxiao! Do you still have any fucking humanity?" ?”

Wang Sanxiao was chewing pistachios in his spare time. Hearing this, he expressed his incomprehension, and asked suspiciously, "I have it, do you want to buy it?"

"..."

The alarm bell rang in Tang Xingxing's mind. He glanced at Xiong Da's Hades face. He was so frightened that he transformed from a mushroom into a quail. Zhang Yan's beautiful face, like a spring flower, twisted into a face full of evil eyebrows and mouse eyes.

He glanced at the peaceful smile on Wei Cong's lips, and suddenly let out a wail, and rushed towards Wei Cong, grabbing a life-saving straw and hugging Wei Cong's thigh tightly: "Brother Cong, don't you like me? What? You only have the heart to pay 52? That's obviously worth more than 100 million, Brother Cong, we have been in love for so many years, why are you so cruel..."

The smile on Wei Cong's lips cooled down, he kicked him away, turned to look at Wang Sanxiao, and saw that guy leaning on the bed, with a pistachio between his teeth, looking at Wang San with a smile on his face. he.

"San Xiao, don't listen to his nonsense," Wei Cong said in a deep voice, "This kid is full of nonsense, you have always understood it."

Wang San smiled with the tip of his tongue flashing between his teeth, rolled the pistachio into his mouth, chewed it twice, suddenly frowned, turned his head and spat it into the trash can, only to find that it was a bad pistachio.

The good mood of making a deal disappeared. He rinsed his mouth, feeling the bitterness in his mouth. He looked up at Wei Cong, and asked wonderingly, "What does the relationship between you two have to do with me?"

Looking into his eyes, Wei Cong felt as if half of his heart had been gouged out by a rusty blunt knife, the pain was so painful that he almost suffocated.

However, Wang Sanxiao still refused to let him go, and asked very kindly with that harmless smiling face: "Huh?"

Wei Cong stood up abruptly.

Wang Sanxiao was taken aback by him: "What are you going to do..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Cong mentioned Tang Xingxing, dragged him to the hospital bed, pulled his hair, and said sharply, "Please tell me clearly, what is the relationship between me and you all these years?" mutual affection?"

Tang Xingxing has been the jewel in the palm of the Tang family since he was a child. He grew up like a moon surrounded by stars. He has never learned the life creed of "He who knows the current affairs is a hero", but at this moment, he forced his beloved brother Cong Frightened out of aphasia, he was speechless: "Ah... ah..."

"Don't pretend to be stupid," Wei Cong said mercilessly, grabbing such a cheesecake-like beauty like a mangy dog, his calm voice was full of threats, "Planet, let's make it clear today, what are we? mutual affection?"

Tang Xingxing burst into tears: "No... there is no love, we have no love, I'm just talking nonsense, I'm not a joke, brother Cong, let me go... ouch, it hurts..."

Wang Sanxiao leaned against the head of the bed, watched the two people's farce with cold eyes, and said coolly: "President Wei, don't be too cruel, if you hurt our little beauty, you will feel distressed when you look back."

Wei Cong let go of his hand weakly. He knew that Wang Sanxiao would not forgive him so easily. This was his punishment. He punished him for making a mistake and regretting for the rest of his life. He looked at Wang Sanxiao wearily, and saw his smiling eyes. It was full of jokes, as if he only took his out of breath as a joke.

"I..." Wei Cong sighed, "You have a good rest, I'll go back and see Axu." After speaking, he walked out of the ward with steady steps, even though he was full of bitterness, his tall and straight body was still graceful and calm, without any sign of abjection.

Tang Xingxing was tortured by these two people in turn, leaning on the leg of the bed and sobbing: "Third brother, I really have no relationship with Brother Cong, it's all my nonsense..."

Wang San smiled angrily: "I know."

"Then you still... oh, what's going on with you two..."

Wang San smiled and thought that I just didn’t want him to have a good time. One night in the mountains, he discovered that he still had an old love for Wei Cong that he couldn’t let go of. This discovery made him very angry, and he disliked Wei Cong even more at the same time: Aren’t you capable? , Aren't you going to marry a woman?If you are capable, marry me. I have been away for five years, and you have never married a fucking woman. How dare you turn around and say that you like me?

Fuck off!

He looked at the ceiling coldly, and said in a vicious voice, "Children don't understand what adults do."

"Who's a child?" Tang Xingxing retorted, "If I leave it alone, my son can make soy sauce."

Wang San smiled and hummed: "Return my son... rest up, you little rabbit."

"You are the rabbit!" Tang Xingxing climbed onto the hospital bed like a mangy dog, leaned close to Wang Sanxiao's face, winked and said, "Hey, third brother, have you slept with my brother Cong?"

Wang Sanxiao raised his eyelids lazily, and asked lightly, "Can't you?"

"Of course!" Tang Xingxing beamed, "But which of you is 1 and who is 0?"

Wang Sanxiao feels annoyed when he sees his face now. Although his skin is as thick as fat and as gorgeous as spring flowers, and he looks like a piece of finely crafted cheesecake, the current piece of cake is covered with dirty tears, as if It looked like it was smashed on the ground and picked up again, which made him feel disgusted when he saw it, and he snorted angrily: "We are both zero, playing with the double-headed dragon on the bed, how about it, want to join?"

Tang Xingxing gasped, as if he had been acupunctured for an instant.

Wang San smiled and ran the train: "If you want to join, you can apply in advance. So far, I haven't seen a massage stick with three heads, but this type of daily necessities should be able to be customized. It's so cool that my own mother doesn't even recognize it, how about it?"

Tang Xingxing was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, and said word by word: "Third brother, where did Wei Cong fall in love with you?"

Wei Cong didn't know why he fell in love with Wang Sanxiao. In terms of appearance, his smiling eyes and thin lips are obviously not as good as Tang Xingxing's immortal beauty. In terms of figure, he is not as sexy as Zhao Liang, who is not revealing at all. With a slender waist and long legs, as far as character is concerned, such a domineering and vicious man would only be regarded as disgusting no matter where he was placed.

But when these many conditions come together, there is a unique Wang Sanxiao between heaven and earth. He is like the scoop of weak water in the ten feet of soft red, like the old sword in the world of fireworks, and he is the only one in the world of ten directions. The only Wang Sanxiao in the world of mortals.

Back at the hotel, Mu Xixi was lying on the bed bored watching TV. When he saw Wei Cong walking in, he glanced at him lightly and got up quickly: "What's wrong with you? Why are you so down and out?"

"There was an accident, I got into a fight with someone," Wei Cong said as he walked into the bathroom, and came out a few minutes later, without his shirt on, revealing his wet, lean muscles.

Mu Xixi crawled from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, worried: "Didn't you fight with my seventh grandma?"

Wei Cong pressed his shoulders and moved his arms cautiously. Hearing this, he laughed, and the smile gradually became bitter: "Your Seventh Grandma...he doesn't care about hitting me, for fear of dirtying his hands, come here and help me take a look."

"No, I think he treats you pretty well," Mu Xixi walked to his side, looked down, and was startled, only to see Wei Cong had a bruise stretching from his shoulder to his back. Highly swollen, covered with bluish-purple blood spots, he said in shock: "Fuck, did this hurt the bones? Go to the hospital to have a look, you will become paralyzed if you are completely disabled, let alone my seventh wife." is you."

"...Don't touch it," Wei Cong knocked his hand down, took out a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao spray from his pocket and threw it to him, "I just came back from the hospital, and San Xiao's foot was injured, and I was in a bad mood after a plaster cast. I didn't mess with him."

Mu Xixi carefully sprayed the bruise on the bruise, and said disapprovingly: "This is not adding trouble, don't you know my seventh grandma? You just need to show the wound and make sure he is in a good mood." Yes, much more useful than plaster."

"..." Wei Cong was silent, he had to admit with frustration that Mu Xixi's words really made sense: Wang Sanxiao is such a person who bases his happiness on the pain of others.

And when this other person is Wei Cong, it will have the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort.