His white moonlight, slag skill level one hundred

When Su Zhe woke up from a deep sleep, he was in a trance, as if he had a long dream. In the dream, he met a man who was almost—only almost—perfect, and they spent a very wonderful night. He understood that the relationship between couples is not so boring, and falling in love is completely different from the "simple" in his experience.He sighed in satisfaction and turned over, just in time to see the sleeping face of the "perfect man" facing him.

Well, the beauty is invincible, even drooling can't hide the beauty.

Su Zhe turned over again, lying on the bed like a salted fish, and stared blankly for a while.

No, wait a minute, isn't it a dream?Not last night?

The narration frame slowly unfolded on the ceiling. For some reason, Su Zhe actually tasted a hint of mockery from this "unfolding" action: Last night gave Su Zhe a great shock, and he suddenly realized that he used to be nothing but It was Lin An's "tool", and later it was not even a "tool", but an ATM that provided basic necessities of life.

thumping--

Su Zhe threw the pillow towards the narration frame. He has never been sad, cried, or annoyed by Lin An's betrayal. It was suffocating.The pillow didn't disperse these emotions, and the wasted ten years would never come back. His eye sockets were hot, and the mixed emotions stirred his heartstrings.

"Aren't you? Are you so moved?" Xiang Bei's lazy voice came from the side, "Are my skills so good that you are crying?"

Without looking back, Su Zhe slapped Xiang Bei's face with his arm, and he heard a muffled grunt and aggrieved muttering: "Why are you willing to hit me like this? Don't you like my face very much?" ?”

"Shut up, you!" Su Zhe sat up and hit Xiang Bei's face again with a pillow, and said angrily, "I just thought of Lin An." As soon as he said that, he regretted it, and shared the same bed with him. Isn't it something that fools would do if they were brought up in person's face.

Sure enough, after Xiang Bei took away the pillow, his face hung down, and he said with a little annoyance: "How could you do this to me?"

Su Zhe held back for a while, vented his anger, rubbed his face twice and said: "I'm sorry, I'm a little confused right now."

Xiang Bei seemed to sit up, and a warm body came over: "Why?"

"I don't know, it's just..." Su Zhe looked out the window in confusion, "There is an indescribable sense of emptiness."

"Oh, what do you need to fill in?" Xiang Bei seemed to respond casually.

Su Zhe turned his head, looked at the smiling Xiang Bei for a few seconds, and made sure that this guy picked up the pillow decisively after driving——

Xiang Bei jumped out of bed at an astonishing speed, and said with a smile, "I'll make breakfast."

Since he didn't plan to take care of the Tarot Club anymore, Su Zhe took a break and ran to eat and clean up. It was not until noon, and Xiang Bei continued to count the huge cooking tools. He sat on the balcony and took stock of his property. Hundreds of thousands, which is the pinnacle of wealth for so many years. Unfortunately, it is completely impossible to get a car, and the down payment is not enough.He sat in front of the computer and opened the job search website for a long time, and finally opened the WeChat on his mobile phone unconsciously to see if there were any jobs in the Wuti chat group he added. When he realized that he couldn't see it at all, he sighed and put down the phone.

What will I do in the future?

It is not an exaggeration to say that Su Zhe has at least 50 to [-] years of life in the future, so he can't be a military substitute all the time. He would like to deliver food in the past, but food delivery is also a physical labor, and it is impossible to do it until old age.He paid for pension insurance and medical insurance by himself, and also bought additional medical insurance. As long as the house can be equipped with a car, he can barely look forward to an ordinary old age. The only problem is that he doesn't think he can have offspring. On the one hand, he is trapped by his sexual orientation. On the other hand he doesn't like children.

"Why are you always so preoccupied recently? What are you bothered about?" Xiang Bei sat down in front of Su Zhe, and he designed a barbecue table and chairs for sitting face to face on the balcony, with green plants and the scenery of the new high-speed rail station outside the window. When the Internet celebrity takes pictures.

"I'm tired of pension and work." Su Zhe said casually.

"Retirement... well, it is indeed something to consider." Xiang Bei nodded, looked around, and said, "Can you imagine us opening a private kitchen restaurant?"

Su Zhe thought for a while, and said: "Yes, I guess there will be some friends who help you to eat, or some people who are not human, and occasionally there will be some inexplicable business, and then we closed the door to engage in these businesses, and finally found the culprit The culprit is which of your friends in sex."

"I'll say it again, I didn't sleep with that woman." Xiang Bei emphasized, "It's conceivable what you said... You know, when I first met you, I didn't expect to spend so long with you. "

"I haven't thought about it either." Su Zhe said.

"Why do you always resist me? Or is it my illusion?" Xiang Bei asked.

Su Zhe hesitated for a while, this seemed like an excellent opportunity to confess, but deep down in his heart he had a kind of fear: If I said it, would Xiang Bei just leave?

Su Zhe was silent for a long time, and when his mind was full of words like "how to lie so as not to be discovered", he said to Bei: "I hope you can say it when you want to."

This is an affirmative sentence, a word of wisdom.

Su Zhe was stunned for a moment, feeling more guilty, and even felt embarrassed when he thought of "this guy did this trick again", he sighed, covered his face irritably, and said, "I just don't know what to say , too bizarre."

"Is it more bizarre than my speech skills?" Xiang Bei asked.

"Yes." Su Zhe weighed it up and felt that it could be said, "I've heard of Yanling, but I... haven't heard of it."

Xiang Bei showed a curious look, and shook his head after a while: "Forget it, you know it's hard for me to refute my own words, right?"

Su Zhe exposed his eyes from his hands: "That means you can refute."

"There is a price to pay." Xiang Bei shrugged, "Isn't it right to try to avoid such behavior?"

Listening to it, Su Zhe laughed: "Your way of speaking... Can someone accept it without knowing it?"

"Yes." Xiang Bei pointed to his face, "What do you think?"

"Indeed." Su Zhe agreed, "Okay, I have also learned the deep French kiss, should you help me meet Lord Yama?"

"Do you really want to meet?" Xiang Bei said with disgust, "Is it necessary?"

"Yes, yes, I'm curious." Su Zhe said.

"Well, if you can get me excited by kissing me with your mouth alone, you will have a chance to see King Yan, City Wang Huang again." After saying this, Xiang Bei's face instantly turned white.

This is a gamble, and at the same time it is probabilistic. Even so, he still paid a high price to the north, which made Su Zhe very worried. In the next few days, he rarely showed his caring material. Unfortunately, he found that he The means of taking care of people are not as good as Xiangbei's. He cooks, cleans, and furnishes the house, and even entertains.Originally, he had a lot of strength and was able to fight, but he had been injured more or less for many years, so he couldn't move as much as he could, and he was sore in rainy days, so he couldn't really be called healthy.

Su Zhe suddenly discovered that looking for him in the north could not be called "submission", but could be called "support".

The narration box accurately depicts Su Zhe's psychology: no matter whether you are tempted first or later, you will lose if you are tempted.

In such a tangled mood, after working hard one day before going to bed, Su Zhe really met the city king Huang at night.