Three smiles

When Wei Cong struggled painfully to get to work in the morning, Wang Sanxiao was sleeping soundly on the bed in a coma. Mr. Wei felt very unhappy after not being able to see his wife who was walking upright for three days.

"Just wait a little longer." Wei Cong put on his tie, leaned over and kissed the flushed face under the blanket, "If you are really bored, go to the company to tease Xixi, or go back to your hometown to fight with my dad and sleep at home all day , be careful to fall asleep."

Wang Sanxiao closed his eyes and hummed: "You just fell asleep...Who is with your father..."

"If you don't call me Dad, what should you call me?" Wei Cong said with a smile, "I want to be called Laozhangren, but you don't want to."

"Call it! If you have the ability, call it in person and see if he will beat you up?" Wang Sanxiao opened his eyes, saw the smile in his eyes, couldn't help bending his eyes and laughing, and stretched out from under the quilt. He waved a hand.

Wei Cong leaned over: "What?"

Wang San smiled and grabbed his tie, dragged him to his face, pouted and kissed his cheek: "We'll be on vacation early, and the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the employees have long since lost their minds about work, so don't be picky, come back Let's go to Tangshan to soak in the hot springs."

In winter in Nanjing, even with the air-conditioning turned on, Wei Cong lifted the quilt to wrap Wang Sanxiao's naked body, and patted him on the back through the quilt: "Okay, the lady boss has already spoken, so we'll be there tomorrow." Let it go, I have a dinner tonight, come back and pack up, pick up my dad tomorrow morning, and go to the hot spring."

"You don't need to pick it up, the old man will enjoy it the best in the world, and he has already lived in it at this moment!"

In other words, Wang Baxian took the cook, the driver, the bodyguard... Hulala, a large group of people went to the hot spring resort, soaked comfortably for a while, then came out with slippers, the bathrobe loosely tied around the waist, and put it on the wicker chair Sitting up, revealing a white and fat belly.

Two men wrapped in white bathrobes came over, put the stew pot in their hands on the table, opened it, and the aroma of papaya, snow lotus and tremella soup wafted out, Wang Baxian took a sip of the soup, raised his eyes Come on, "You two have followed Sanxiao for several years, what do you think of Wei Cong?"

Xiong Er wore a pink sheep's head towel on his head. He rolled his eyes when he heard the words, and just about to speak, Wang Baxian said again: "I want to listen to the truth." Xiong Er immediately shut up, because the boss's eyes obviously had intentions. Pick something wrong for Wei Cong, but what does Wang Sanxiao think about Wei Cong, doesn't he know?

Xiong Da said seriously: "It's okay."

"Hey?" Xiong Er turned to look at him, "Is it just okay? I think Mr. Wei is very good. Last time, the third young master had to eat roasted gluten in the middle of the night, and he had to kill the family. Mr. Wei drove without saying a word. I went there, but it was too late, the door was closed, and I went to the alfalfa garden again, and finally bought a few bunches, but when I came back, the third young master was so sleepy that I didn’t eat a single bite, who could bear it if they were so perfect?”

"Who can't bear it?" Wang Baxian stared.

Xiong Er immediately shut up.

Wang Baxian was full of evil spirits, patting the table with his fingers, and said loudly: "Which wild man dare not hurt my son? Huh? My son wants to eat roasted gluten, so he should go out and buy it immediately! Buy roasted gluten Is he a good man?" The more he spoke, the more aggrieved he became, he tilted his head, and spat angrily, "Fuck! My beautiful and beautiful son..."

Xiong Er blinked his eyes, belatedly realized that he was so stupid, why did he defend Wei Cong?Obviously the angry old man in front of him is the *oss who pays him!

Wang Baxian was depressed for a long time, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at Xiong Er: "Did he not bake two fish tofu?"

"What?"

Wang Baxian muttered: "San Xiao likes to eat fish tofu, fuck, I don't even eat fish tofu after following that wild man..."

"No, that's not the case," Xiong Er hurriedly said, "Why doesn't President Wei not give him fish tofu?"

"Then he bought it?"

Xiong Er tried his best to think back, and was shocked to find that he really didn't buy it.

"I know that wild man is unreliable!" Wang Baxian slapped his thigh, his face full of anger, "It's his uncle, don't give me a little color, he doesn't know how many eyes the Eighth Prince has! Xiong Da, you take someone with you!" go……"

Xiong Er stretched out his hand tragically: "No..."

At 05:30 in the afternoon, Wei Cong finished his day's work, lazily nestled into the big sofa chair, let out a breath, closed his eyes comfortably, and the satisfied smile of Wang Sanxiao before going out in the morning appeared in his mind, He couldn't help laughing, reached for his phone, and dialed his number.

After a long time, it was connected over there, and Wang Sanxiao came over with a smiling voice: "Hello?"

"Where are you?" Wei Cong listened to the noisy voice from the phone, and asked with a smile, "Have you gone shopping?"

"Come buy some new year's goods," Wang San smiled and gnawed on a stewed chicken foot, slurring his words, "Do you want to eat duck neck?"

"Eat," Wei Cong said, "you can wait for me to buy new year's goods, you won't be able to buy too much later."

"It's okay, I'm with Shuangxiong," Wang San said with a smile, "Don't you have dinner tonight, eat something before drinking, and hang up when you're okay."

Hearing his advice, Wei Cong felt as if he was soaking in a hot spring, his whole body was warm, and he said with a sticky smile, "Don't hang up, I miss you so much..."

Wang San laughed haha: "Don't pretend, I haven't missed you yet, you missed me first?"

"Really, I really want to," Wei Cong sat on the sofa chair and turned around, pressed the phone to his ear, closed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice, "I don't know why, as soon as I stop working, I will immediately I start thinking about you."

"Oh, don't be nasty," Wang San smiled and glanced at Shuang Xiong, and saw that the two left him tactfully and walked a little far away. They lowered their eyes and couldn't hide their smiles. Meaning, "What do you miss me?"

"I want to hug you..." Wei Cong murmured with his eyes closed, and familiar smiling eyes and thin lips appeared in front of his eyes. He listened to Wang Sanxiao's laughing words, and found that his voice seemed to be charming, with a slight tail It rose upwards, as if it was covered with tiny barbs, moving on his heart bit by bit, making his heart tingling and turbulent, and he couldn't help but raise his arms, wanting to hug him into his arms .

Holding his arms empty, Wei Cong opened his eyes, and belatedly realized that he had made a foolish action, and couldn't help laughing: It's already [-] years old, why are you still with Mao who just fell in love? Like a boy with a spring heart?

Wang Sanxiao finished gnawing the chicken feet, took out a piece of duck neck from the bag, and sneered while gnawing: "What's the fun? I warn you, pay attention when you say sweet words, otherwise I won't believe it."

"Believe it or not," Wei Cong said angrily, "Anyway, I just miss you. If you believe me, I miss you too. If you don't believe me, I still miss you, hmph!"

"Yo," Wang San smiled and tutted his tongue, "You're still in Aojiao, who are you going to be Aojiao with?"

Wei Cong smirked*: "My wife and I are so arrogant, my husband is a domineering president in front of others, don't you think so, Mrs. Wei?"

"You Immortal Wei! Dare to tease me? You want to scold me!" Wang San snorted with a smile, and provoked viciously, "Come on, I'll put the words down now, you're a man, you should drink less tonight Son wine, let's see the truth in bed."

Wei Cong has lived more and more in the past two years, and being scolded by the other end of the phone is as refreshing as if he had done a big health care, and he was even a little proud: "Hey, you know me best if I am a man, Not to mention drinking some wine, even if you drink a catty of Erguotou, you can still kill you off the bed, believe it or not?"

Wang San laughed angrily, and mocked lazily: "What are you bragging about, isn't it you who co-authored the drunkard two days ago? It's okay to drink like a fucking pig, and even the second child It’s useless, I’m more useful than you with a piece of duck neck.”

"..." Wei Cong choked, and choked out a sentence for a while, "Be more rational, don't use your duck neck..."

"Go away, uncle!"

Wang Sanxiao hung up the phone, turned around, and was suddenly dazed for a moment, and found that he was wandering around on the phone, and unexpectedly got separated from the Xiong brothers. He looked back and saw the shopping mall before the festival. The figures of those two people can still be found.

He lowered his head and dialed Xiong Da's number. Just as he put the phone to his ear, a person behind him slammed into him, and the phone fell out of his hand. Wang San smiled depressedly and bent over to pick up the phone. His fingertips touched the bottom of the phone. In an instant, a pedestrian passed by in a hurry, rubbed his toes, and the mobile phone spun on the floor and slid out.

It's quite a lot to memorize, Wang San smiled with emotion in his heart, and ran after chasing the mobile phone, but at the moment he bent over to pick it up, he saw the fierce eyes of a big man behind him from the smooth floor, and he didn't even think about it for a second. After hesitating, he ran away and jumped into the crowd nimbly.

The seven or eight big men around moved quickly, as if they were connected into a big net, and Wang Sanxiao was encircled.

In front of an unremarkable milk tea shop in the corner, two burly men stood between a group of little girls, Xiong Er sipped a cup of red bean pudding milk tea, frowning: "If something happens, you won't leave this pot to us, will you? Boss looks like a dumper at first glance..."

Xiong Da stared calmly at Wang Sanxiao and the pursuers behind him who were fleeing in the crowd, and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, San Shao has his own judgment."

How could the single-handed Wang Sanxiao be the opponent of these professional bodyguards? In less than 2 minutes, he was blocked by four people. A big man nodded respectfully and said in a low voice: "Mr. Wang, our boss wants to invite you to a place."

Wang San smiled and glanced at him, and said unhappily, "I'll go if he invites me?"

"You have no other choice," said the big man, "offended."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly took a step forward, hugged Wang Sanxiao into his arms, covered his mouth with the other hand, and wrapped him in a fat windbreaker, confining him in his arms. He was well-trained, and his big hands seemed to be Like an eagle's claws, Wang Sanxiao was tightly controlled, wrapped in a windbreaker, like a pair of young lovers who depended on each other, and walked out of the mall quickly.

A commercial vehicle with light-proof window paper slid over quietly, parked on the side of the road without turning off the engine, the door opened, the big man pushed Wang Sanxiao into the car, and then sat beside him, the door closed, and quickly merged into the endless stream in the traffic flow.

"Who is your boss?" Wang San asked with a smile, "How much is my life worth?"

Several people in the car sat with coffin faces and looked forward, but no one answered.

Wang Sanxiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and nervously touched the first button of his shirt with his fingers. There was a miniature recording device there, which could be wirelessly connected to the Xiong brothers' mobile phones. Tracking will start immediately.

The big man leaned over suddenly and took off his buttons.

Wang San laughed furiously: "Fuck! What are you doing?"

Without saying a word, the big man pressed Wang Sanxiao's upper body with one hand, took off the tracker on his belt with the other hand, raised his hand, and threw it out of the window together with the button.

Wang Sanxiao struggled for a while and then gave up, lowered his eyes, thought for a moment, raised his eyes, looked around the faces of several people in the car, suddenly sneered, and said lightly: "I remember you."

At ten o'clock in the evening, Wei Cong's dinner is finally over. The other party is a well-known collector who is very obsessed with the elegance of the ancients, and stubbornly believes that Wei Cong has the same hobbies as himself. Wei Cong was full of complaints about "how can I, a vulgar businessman, have the same taste as you", but on the surface he was still chatting and laughing, fooling the collector into promising a few antiques to participate in next spring auction.

Sending the nagging collector to the car, the smirk on Wei Cong's face disappeared instantly. He looked down at his watch and was shocked: 10:30, it's over, Sanxiao must be waiting on the bed, my God, what should I do? ?

Mu Xixi opened the car door, turned to Wei Cong and said, "Go to my place first? Brother Han stewed some wine soup, come and drink with me, Grandma Seven must not have thought of this."

Wei Cong quickly got into the car and slammed the car door: "Send me home directly, drink some hangover soup, and I haven't had much alcohol."

"You didn't drink, let me drink it for you," Mu Xixi exhaled alcohol and complained, "I don't know why you suddenly had a seizure, do you think others don't know how much you drink?"

The car was driving fast on the road at night, but Wei Cong still thought it was too slow. Looking at the high-rise buildings flashing by outside the car window, he wished he could fly back with wings. Hearing his complaint, he explained: "Your Seventh Grandma specially explained that today's Don’t drink tonight, I’ve had two drinks here, I’m sure I’ll be scolded when I get home later.”

"...I really can't understand the way you two get along," Mu Xixi helped Wei Cong bring a lot of wine, at this time his cheeks were drunk, thinking of Li Hanbai's cuteness, his eyes couldn't help but his eyes became more drunk, and the corners of his lips couldn't help it She hooked herself up, and said boldly, "If Grandma Seven can be as gentle and virtuous as Brother Han one day, I think you will be scared out of your wits."

Wei Cong glanced at his smug face in displeasure, and said coolly, "I'm terrified, I still don't know what's wrong with you, and you actually hooked up with Li Hanbai."

"What's wrong with my brother Han? Why do you look down on him so much?" Mu Xixi said angrily, "I dare say that there is a hundred Kang Tianzhen difference between me and my brother Han because of Grandma Seven's bad temper! "

Is it too small to protect your shortcomings?

Wei Cong swallowed depressingly, and said softly, "I didn't look down on him, it's just...he's so much older than you, have you thought about it later?"

Mu Xixi is like a little cockatiel: "What is there to consider in the future? He is much older than me, so what? I can just take care of him until the end of his life! One day if I hang on him with a bang ahead..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wei Cong scolded, "You speak out loud, and you don't know what taboos!"

Anyway, the other party is also his elder, Mu Xixi was reprimanded so that he shut up, the two stared at each other for several minutes, Mu Xixi muttered in a low voice: "That means I like him, age is not a problem at all."

Wei Cong sighed, "Your parents don't object?"

Mu Xixi couldn't help laughing again, proudly said: "My mother said, gender doesn't matter anymore, age doesn't matter."

"She's open-minded, and your dad doesn't mind?"

"Yes," Mu Xixi smiled slyly, "My dad's opinion is: everything depends on Grandpa Seven, it's okay if Grandpa Seven says it's okay, it's okay if Grandpa Seven says it's not okay, and it's okay if Grandpa Seven says it's not okay." Shaking around, "That's what he said, you can just figure it out."

Wei Cong scolded with a smile: "He's the only shopkeeper, are you his son or my son? I don't care about you, just do whatever you like, don't make troubles and let me clean up the mess for you."

This is agreed?Mu Xixi was very satisfied with his attitude, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about that, Brother Han and I live our lives in peace, so we won't be as troubled as you two."

"Oh? Really?" Wei Cong glanced at him, his eyes were full of "you said it lightly, little boy".

The car parked downstairs, Wei Cong got out of the car, Mu Xixi poked his head out of the car window, and gleefully shouted: "I will be kicked out by Grandma Seven later, so you can come to my house to make a bed on the floor."

"Little bastard!" Wei Cong turned around and cursed with a smile, and walked quickly into the house.

The room was pitch black and the air was chilly. Wei Cong muttered why the air conditioner was not turned on. He turned on the wall lamp and walked into the bedroom. He saw that the bed was tidy and there was no sign of anyone sleeping there. He couldn't help being stunned: "Three smiles?"

There was no response from the empty room.

"Three smiles?" Wei Cong raised his voice, turned around and walked into the living room, only to see the sofa, TV, floor... These familiar scenes suddenly lacked Wang Sanxiao's figure, looking so cold and awkward, he glanced at his wrist Watch, it's already eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, where has this man gone?

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Wang Sanxiao's number, and the other side answered it as soon as it rang, Wei Cong said anxiously: "San Xiao, you are... who are you? San Xiao?"

A strange voice after the voice changer came from the mobile phone: "I heard that you are a very rich boss. It just so happens that my brother is short of money. You are limited to prepare [-] million cash before ten o'clock tomorrow. Otherwise, I don't know how I will do it." What happened."

"Don't hurt him!"

"Haha, that depends on your sincerity."

Wei Cong gasped for breath, his voice was hoarse: "Let me talk to him, I want to confirm his safety!"

"You can choose not to believe it," the voice on the phone laughed wildly, "as long as you don't regret it."

After hanging up the phone, Wei Cong felt like falling into an ice cave, feeling a bit of biting chill creeping into his legs from his feet. The driver called.

The elevator descended to the bottom floor, Wei Cong rushed out of the apartment door, within a few minutes, the car stopped in front of him, he slammed open the door and got in, said in a deep voice, "Go to the bank."

"What are you doing at the bank?" Mu Xixi was brought back by the driver before he got home, and asked impatiently, "What's going on?"

"San Xiao was kidnapped, and the other party wants [-] million."

Mu Xixi was taken aback: "What? What's the use of going to the bank now? People are off work, so you have to call to make an appointment first, otherwise the bank can't withdraw [-] million for you at once."

Wei Cong was upset, and his back was soaked in cold sweat. Even though the air conditioner in the car was turned on very warmly, he felt the bone-chilling coldness, and he clenched his fists nervously: "Go figure out a way, before ten o'clock tomorrow, I have to get the money, otherwise...no, otherwise! Sanxiao can't do anything!"

Mu Xixi was also extremely irritable: "How is this possible? You have [-] million in cash?"

"If you don't have it, you have to have it!" Wei Cong's brain was spinning quickly, and he said hurriedly, "I can get a loan, and I can also sell the house. The Changledu apartment has just been renovated, and now I can sell it..."

"Calm down," Mu Xixi said, "It's impossible for you to finish these before ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

Wei Cong suddenly remembered: "There is also the Eight Sage Kings, I have to call him immediately."

As he said that, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Wang Baxian's number. After many rings, the other side answered lazily: "Hello? Xiao Wei, what's the big night that we can't talk about tomorrow?"

"Dad, I'm very sorry to bother you so late," Wei Cong tried to steady his voice, "but now Sanxiao is kidnapped by a group of unknown forces, and the other party wants to get [-] million in cash before ten o'clock tomorrow, Dad, look... ..."

"Damn!" Wang Baxian jumped into a rage and roared, "Who! Who is so awesome and dares to kidnap my son? Do you know how many eyes my Eighth Prince has? Damn! How dare you ask for [-] million? I'm a dick! There is no money!"

Wei Cong was taken aback: "What?"

"You wait, I'll go over now!"

After hanging up the phone, Wei Cong's face was stern, his eyes moved quickly, as if he was thinking about some puzzling problem.

Mu Xixi asked, "How is it?"

"Eight Sage Kings will be here soon," Wei Cong said to the driver, "take me home."

Wang Baxian acted surprisingly quickly, within half an hour after hanging up the phone, he had already arrived at Wei Cong's home, sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette violently: "What are you going to do?"

"Sanxiao went to the central shopping mall today, and I have sent people to look for clues, and the mobile phone has also been tracked," Wei Cong whispered about his arrangement, "Dad, Sanxiao should have your tracer and Recording equipment, how about your side?"

Wang Baxian took a deep puff on the cigarette, and said irritably behind the smoke, "It's all been removed." He paused, and looked up into Wei Cong's eyes, "Even the tracker on the waistband has been destroyed."

Wei Cong was startled: "You said three smiles might be dangerous?"

"Nonsense! How can there be no danger of being kidnapped?" Wang Baxian said angrily, "How on earth did you take care of my son? The Chinese New Year is only a week away, and you let him be kidnapped?" He angrily put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray , pointing to Wei Cong's nose, "Why did the other party tie him up? Did you offend someone in your business?"

Wei Cong also felt that he might have inadvertently provoked some kind of enemy that caused revenge on Wang Sanxiao. For a moment, his heart felt like a knife was being twisted, and he clutched the phone tightly, his voice low and hoarse: "I would rather tie me..."

"Don't talk such nonsense!" Wang Baxian interrupted him, "The [-] million cash... your company is so big now, can't you even get [-] million?"

"Most of my money has been invested..." Wei Cong regretted it at the beginning, "Now even if you sell land, house, or company, it won't be realized so quickly, Dad, how much can you put in your hand now? "

Wang Baxian spread his hands depressingly: "I've invested all the money."

"..."

Wang Baxian suddenly said to Wei Cong: "Don't you have real estate and a company? Discuss with the kidnapper. You give him the company and ask him to release Sanxiao back."

Wei Cong was taken aback: "What?"

"You're not willing?" Wang Baxian raised his voice sharply, "My son can't compare to that broken company in your heart?"

"No!" Wei Cong quickly explained, "If the company could be exchanged for three smiles, I would never blink, but how could the kidnapper accept such absurd conditions? Once the company is transferred, wouldn't he reveal his identity?"

"...Huh?" Wang Baxian stared at him with wide eyes for a long time, blinked, and muttered in a low voice, "Yeah, shit, the kidnappers actually rely on the other party to complete the plan..."

When he was at a loss for Wang Sanxiao's safety here, the rightful master over there was leaning on the big rock beside the hot spring, stretching out his limbs comfortably. The warm mist and the wine were charming in the quiet hot spring.Two slender and beautiful teenagers half-kneeled behind them, the one on the left was pure and lovely, and the one on the right was flirtatious and enchanting. There was a fruit platter next to the cute boy. His white fingers peeled a grape and fed it to Wang Sanxiao's mouth. There was a bit of dialect in the voice, and it sounded soft: "San Shao, try it, these grapes are so sweet."

Wang San smiled and opened his mouth to put the grapes in his mouth, and glanced at his eyes with a smile: "It's really sweet, but it's not as sweet as you~"

The cute boy said shyly and coquettishly, his eyes were full of admiration.

"Third Master, take a sip of the rice bar," the enchanting young man did not want to be outdone, and immediately poured a glass of rice wine to Wang Sanxiao's mouth.

"Okay, let's have a taste too," Wang San smiled and turned his head away with a smile. Seeing the wine cup in the young man's hand, he couldn't help but give a soft compliment. A few small sweet-scented osmanthus flowers floated in it, and he tilted his head and drank the rice wine in the boy's hand, praising: "The wine is mellow, the beauties are stunning, and the scenery is pleasant. This is really a good place."

The enchanting young man waited for him to finish his drink, put his hand on his shoulder, kneaded it a few times, and smiled meaningfully: "There are still sweet dreams."

"Tsk," Wang San smiled coldly, and slapped his hands away, "What are you groping for? Did you let me grope?"

The young man has a flirtatious appearance at first glance, and he has very little experience in seducing people. After being reprimanded by him, he immediately couldn't hide his flustered eyes. He retracted his hands embarrassingly, and smiled apologetically: "I... I just want to..."

"I know what you're thinking," Wang San smiled proudly as he picked up a pinch of spring water and sprinkled it on his chest, lovingly touching his skin, "with my beauty, few people can forget it after seeing it." "He leaned back, raised his chin with his fingers, raised his head slightly, and stared down at him, "but it's useless to think about it, you two are so small, you really can't seduce me."

The young man was directly questioned about his ability to work. He was filled with grief and indignation for a moment, and he said stubbornly: "Impossible!"

"How can it be impossible?" Wang San smiled, "You two are still tender at first glance, come here, pour me a glass of rice wine."

The boy poured a glass of rice wine and fed it to his mouth with a depressed expression.

"Hey, why do you have such a bitter face? What about mb's professionalism? You haven't been in this business for long, right?" Wang San teased with a smile, bowed his head and drank up the rice wine.

The enchanting young man turned his head stubbornly, refusing to answer. The cute young man next to him hesitated for a while, and murmured, "Today is the first time."

"Pfft..." Wang San burst out laughing, turned to look at him, "Your child?"

The young man nodded embarrassingly.

Wang Sanxiao slapped the water violently, the water splashed everywhere, and muttered wonderingly: "Which stupid boss is this, who took so much trouble to tie me here, and if you don't beat or scold me, just invite me to take a hot spring. Why are the two mbs still young? Damn, this is not kidnapping, is this a confession?"

He pondered for a long time, but he didn't come up with anything, so he simply stopped thinking about it, closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

"Hey, I'm talking about you two... Tsk tsk, why are you being so shy as a mb, you haven't even learned how to seduce people," Wang San smiled sarcastically, pointing at the stubborn and enchanting young man, "Just those two touches you just made , that counts as seduction? That can only be counted as profiteering! Come on, let third brother teach you well, it’s called seduction.”

As he spoke, he raised his left hand and slowly gathered the wet hair on his forehead to the top of his head, exposing his smooth forehead. His movements were very slow, and his eyelids slowly lifted, and his amorous and smiling peach eyes were rippling in the mist of the hot spring , The starry eyes are flowing, there is no redundant expression on the face, the corners of the lips are slightly hooked, it is handsome and romantic that makes people tremble.

The young man opened his mouth in surprise, and found that although the man in front of him was old, he had a unique allure. He was as beautiful as a slap in the face. He was fierce, arrogant, and without obsequiousness. He sat in the water and did nothing. One look is enough to make people have evil thoughts.

In a nearby small house, Xiong Er was gnawing on a piece of pineapple. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the scene on the monitor screen. Suddenly, he choked a mouthful of sour water into his trachea. He coughed frantically, pointed at the screen while coughing, and shouted: "Fuck... cough cough cough... what is he doing... cough cough... what?"

Xiong Da looked at the screen helplessly, then looked at Xiong Er helplessly, and sighed: "He is really too busy."

"That can't be...cough cough..." Xiong Er swallowed a big gulp of rice wine, suppressed his cough, and broke down, "Then it can't be so boring? Teach mb to seduce people...does he think he is an old bustard? If you have the time to think about how to get out of trouble, you can see that he still enjoys it!"

Xiong laughed a little: "You first met him?"

"Cut! The boss shouldn't have come up with such a stupid trick," Xiong Er threw a grape into his mouth and spat out the grape skin, "Just wait, the third young master will teach his father to be a man."

After a sleepless night, Wei Cong mobilized all available funds around him, and finally got together [-] million cash. He strode into the car with scarlet eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Go to this address."

Mu Xixi asked the driver to start the car, and looked at his haggard look distressedly: "You can sleep in the car for a while, don't push yourself too hard."

"I'm fine," Wei Cong stared at the front with stern eyes, and said in a low voice, "We will thank those friends who extended a helping hand this time."

Mu Xixi nodded: "I know."

"It's really a crime," Wang Baxian smoked a cigarette, with a heartbroken expression on his face, "Xiao Wei, my idiot is really worth [-] million in your heart?"

Thinking of Wang Sanxiao, whose life and death are uncertain, Wei Cong's eyes were bloodshot, and he said in a hoarse voice, "He is worth everything I have."

"If you hand over the [-] million to the kidnappers, you will become a pauper," Wang Baxian said, "You have struggled for so long, suffered so much, and put in so much effort to develop a career, and you just hand it over to others." , just to change Wang Sanxiao, don’t you think it’s too bad?”

Wei Cong shook his head: "It's not a loss."

"There are so many beauties in the world," Wang Baxian approached him, staring into his eyes with sharp eyes like falcons, and his voice was full of bewitching, "There are so many beautiful little boys. , which one is not prettier than Wang Sanxiao? Sanxiao is older, she has not been beautiful for a few years, her temper is irritable, unreasonable, she spends more than half a year running around in other places, getting together less and leaving more..."

"But I love him," Wei Cong said hoarsely, his eyes filled with pain, "He also loves me, this feeling of mutual love is impossible for anyone but him, he is old, But I am no longer young, I will also be old, I will become ugly, and I will have a bad temper... We get together less and leave more, but we have been in love since we were 20 years old, and the relationship has never diminished for so many years."

Wang Baxian moved his lips twice, and said softly: "For a man, love is just a small adjustment in life, how can it be compared to a lifelong career?"

"Three smiles are my life's work."

Wang Baxian's eyes moved, showing a slight smile.

Before dawn, the car drove towards Tangshan at a fast speed. In the comfortable hot spring club, Wang Sanxiao was lying on the big bed tossing and turning. He fell asleep soon, but didn't feel sleepy at all.

The whole thing was too suspicious. He counted every one of his enemies in detail, and felt that no matter who fell into the hands, they would never be as comfortable as they are now, with delicious food and hot springs, surrounded by beautiful men, and little girls. A handsome guy massages... What is the purpose of this kidnapper?

He was puzzled, lifted the quilt, sat cross-legged on the big bed, reached for the lighter on the bedside table, lit a cigarette, smoked slowly, looked up, and saw the bright starry sky outside through the gauze curtain, The air in the mountains is fresh, and the sky full of stars is clearly visible. In the southern night sky, the three stars of Betelgeuse are shining brightly.

Samsung is just south, and the Chinese New Year is coming.

No more sitting here like a princess in a tower waiting to be rescued!Wang Sanxiao suddenly put out the cigarette butt, jumped out of bed, tiptoed to the door, opened the door gently, and the bodyguard guarding the door immediately stood up straight: "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Wang San smiled and closed the door indifferently. The moment the door was closed, he opened it quickly, "Hey, who is it...you go and get me something to eat."

The bodyguard was stunned: "Eat?"

"I'm hungry," Wang San smiled confidently, "I want dumplings with mackerel stuffing."

"..." The bodyguard was suspicious for a long time, and asked someone to serve him dumplings.

Wang Sanxiao was wearing a white bathrobe, leaning against the wall with his hands in his sleeves, watching a bodyguard walk in with a plate of dumplings, put them on the table, and said respectfully, "Is there anything else?"

"Oh," Wang San smiled and pointed to the bathroom, "The bathtub is broken."

"what?"

Wang San smiled seriously: "There may be something wrong with the drain, you go and fix it for me, damn it, what a broken place, you can't even take a shower."

The bodyguard had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and walk into the bathroom, leaning over to check, Wang Sanxiao leisurely folded his arms on his chest, tilting his head to watch him pick at the water outlet.

A few minutes later, the bodyguard took out a condom wrapped in cigarette butts from the spout of the bathtub, and it was still a spiked and threaded spike: "This..."

Wang Sanxiao made a sudden move, swung his arm out, and slammed his left carotid artery fiercely. The bodyguard suddenly convulsed, twitched twice, and passed out. Wang Sanxiao quickly took off his bathrobe and took off his shirt. The bodyguard uniform was on.

Huh, the waistline is actually a bit big... Wang Sanxiao tied the belt tight, straightened his clothes, and swaggered out of the bathroom. From the corner of his eye, he saw the steaming dumplings on the table, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to pinch one and throw it into his mouth: Fuck, old man Obviously what I want is mackerel stuffing, who the hell replaced it with leeks?

I can't ignore my personal appeal just because I am a meat ticket. Can dumplings stuffed with leeks compare with mackerel stuffed! ! !

Depressedly putting the hat on his head, Wang San smiled and walked out of the room.

"Have you finished eating inside?" asked the bodyguard at the door.

Wang San smiled vaguely, and started to leave, but was suddenly stunned, which way to go?left or right?

The bodyguard looked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Wang San smiled heartily, chose a direction at random, raised his legs and walked to the left.

The bodyguard behind suddenly asked, "Hey, where are you going?"