I wanted to usurp the throne, and I eloped with the leader Zai

Potentially unfavorable weather today.

Hello everyone, I am a killer from Italy. I was rejected by the teacher when I first graduated, saying that I was the worst class he had ever taught. One sentence deeply hurt my young heart.

He disdainfully and contemptuously said that I have steel bars in my head, and I am still a single dog. I refused to accept it, pulled out the silly Baitian brother and Bai Qihei brother, pointed at them and said that they are both single dogs, why did they target me.

I was wronged like a wronged little daughter-in-law who was picked on by a vicious mother-in-law, and dared not speak out.

The silly Baitian senior brother Dino, who was eating all over the table, was stunned holding a spoon, like a poor golden retriever dog, but it didn't make my conscience hurt, so I patted his dog's head and put a bib on him.

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was also innocently shot, raised his head from the deficit bill in a daze. After seeing my angry eyes, he immediately lowered his head and continued to pretend not to see or hear. This is very Sawada Tsunayoshi.

The contemptuous eyes of my teacher, who had five lovers, managed to scare all three of us away.

The big devil teacher smiled coldly, and said that the two of them are the bosses of a famous mafia family, and they send more handsome men and beautiful women to bed than my fingers every day. I can't count on my fingers.

Because I have never been in a relationship at all, I don’t even have a little lover, and I have been working as a consultant secretary in Pengo Lie until now, just a vulgar rich second generation, relying on my parents’ previous relationship to live and die, Up to now, I still rely on my uncle to give me money.

Peng Lie Wushou said all day that I have no expression on my face, and I have no femininity at all. I can stand shoulder to shoulder with Yunshou's indifferent face. I think so, because the men and women in the department stammer and say no when they see me. When I say something, I usually cover my face and stomp my feet and run away. Am I that scary?

Maybe my teacher also thinks I am ashamed, but I am not sure if he is my teacher, after all, he has never admitted it directly.grass!It's even more pitiful!

Thinking of the smiles of the gentle scum I knew, I realized it. I ran to Kirishou's room and pulled him up when he just got up, and asked him to teach me how to smile as a normal person with a mournful face.

Kirimori lightly smoothed the collar of his pajamas that was wrinkled by me, and his handsome face showed a standard-dressed animal smile that made my heart yearn for, pointing at the door: "Get out!"

It was heartless, I lay on his bed crying and begging him to show mercy and help me.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow Woohoo." Such a magical laugh still has the courage to laugh until now, it's really fresh and refined, I like it so much.

Kirimori, who had been sitting on the bed expressionless, was finally moved by me, pulled out the sleeves that I had ravaged, and expressed his willingness to make a contribution to my smiling career.

"kufufu...you put the gun down...I'll teach!"

"Tsk, I can't see how pitiful there is at all, the guy who doesn't have a correct understanding of himself."

Then I was severely taught by Wushou, and I went to his room every day to receive education humbly.

On the first day of the teacher’s business trip, I worked hard to practice smiling expressions, and practiced hard in front of the smiling photos of the three plastic sisters. When it was almost over, I bought a plane ticket back to Yokohama and ran back to my hometown crying like a dog, vowing to kill the boss of Yokohama and become the boss myself. , Find more little lovers than teachers, and take them back to Italy to show off.

The three plastic sisters heard that I was crying like a dog and ran back to Yokohama, and they called one by one to express condolences.

Senior Brother Silly Baitian spoke earnestly: "Calm down, reborn is just talking casually."

I sneered over there: "Then I will marry you, and when you die, I will be the boss of Gabrielone?"

The handsome Italian blond guy paused, his hair drooping and he was very tangled: "Well, although you are prettier than me, I'm not gay, and my family has to rely on me to carry on the family..."

Me: "Go away!"

Dog man, he can't even figure out the gender of his wife!

This is the consequence of turning a brother into a male best friend. He doesn't treat you as a sister at all, but only as a brother.

After a while, the phone rang again, and the peacemaker junior said softly, "Calm down, the place in Yokohama is very chaotic, why don't you go and seek refuge with Senior Skylark."

I continued to be indifferent: "Want me to come back? All right, I will marry you, so Peng Gelie's boss will be me..."

"beep--"

Junior Brother Bai Qihei hung up the phone quickly.

The phone rang again, and my sister Bai Huahua's sweet and greasy tone was heavenly: "Quick! Call! Hurry up!"

Hanging up the phone decisively, I tearfully said that I was surrounded by dogs and men, and only money was enough to warm people's hearts. I bought a hotel with a pile of banknotes, and replied to a post when I was bored on the road.

After a walk in the park, my worst day came.

After inexplicably saving a man who wanted to commit suicide, he expressed his desire to be my little lover, holding my ice cream and sitting shivering on the deck chair in the park, sneezing softly, and staring at me hard. Wearing my little cloak.

I looked up at the scorching sun at noon, and at the melting ice cream in that gentleman's hand, racking my brains, but couldn't figure out why he looked like he was about to freeze to death in the cold wind.

To be fair, if it wasn't for his voice resembling mamo sauce, I would have left long ago.

The shy young man held back for a few seconds, his beautiful iris-colored eyes were full of little stars: "Miss, what's your name, I'm Shuji Tsushima, and I'm willing to give you my body."

Do you just say it?How can you lose your vest when you go out!I thought about it, and decided that the vest could not be dropped, so I told him my neon name, which was the name on the neon household registration that my uncle gave me.

"Caramel Sauce~"

This name is so greasy and crooked, I trembled.

After a while, I scratched my head: "Why do you keep looking at my clothes?"

With tears in his eyes, the frail young man rushed over and grabbed my arm, and the little bird said with a trembling voice, "I'm cold."

I was puzzled, the old man in the subway looked at the jpg on his mobile phone: "Then you can't wear women's clothing?"

Are Neon people so open now?I want to wear clothes when I see a little girl. Is this a special ceremony?

The young man who was shrinking his body weakly, making himself even more pitiful, froze. He didn't expect me to answer like this. I saw his eyes became strange, and I patted his shoulder with a face that I understood, and said in a low voice.

"I understand. I've seen many of these in Italy. Wait a minute. I'll take you to buy women's clothing."

"By the way, you still need the thing below, do you need me to help you book a ticket to Thailand?"

To be honest, I am quite greedy for the female version of moma sauce.

The gentleman was quiet for a moment, said with a stiff face that he was very hot, not cold at all, and swallowed the ice cream I just bought in one gulp.

Since I was fine, I left, but the young man hugged my thigh and said he was a hard-working worker who had just taken over the company as the president and was kicked out by a dwarf colleague who wanted to be promoted to live on the street , and even sent people to hunt him down, without food or drink for three days, and then he wanted to die.

"Hey, I'm so pitiful, caramel sauce! You must take me in, I can play cute and warm the bed, and I can do all kinds of tricks, you will definitely like it!"

Ah well, the expensive circle is really messed up, it's a pity that this handsome little face should not be the top card in the nightclub.

As a young, beautiful and upright girl, I made the call.

"Hey, Moses, is this Mama-san of the nightclub under the name of the Fengji Foundation? I have a handsome man living on the street here. Hmm... I heard that he is very good at it. Either you can divide it into four or six..."

The phone was forcibly hung up.

"Hey, I can't do it!" The handsome man who quickly put the phone in his pocket had tears in his eyes, touched the bandage on his face dejectedly, and dodged with a male second face that could act in a bitter drama. Look at me, "I look like this, how can I be the top card, at most I can serve tea..."

Farewell, if you don't look good, then Liudaokuku, who looks at the mirror every day, won't cry anymore?

Feeling ashamed, he lowered his fluffy head, and the hands pulling my legs gradually lost their strength. From my perspective, I could only see him trembling with his small body, and his voice seemed to be drifting in the cold wind. It was so pitiful. The squeezed junior is pitiful.The youth who had been secretly looking at me saw that I hesitated, and said a fatal blow.

"My company is next door to those five buildings. I am familiar with them!" Heartbroken, he pointed to Yokohama's famous landscape - Yokohama Port Logistics Company.

The tool man in my hand doesn't have to be a fool, I immediately changed my face, stepped on the bench and shook his face with a check, and walked to the residence while pulling his tie.

"Go, come home with me, you will be my first lover from now on."

Back at the hotel, I slammed my door and handed him the room card next door. The young man took the room card without even looking at it and threw it into the trash can. I was held back by him, in order to show that he was not The little boy who only knows how to eat soft food, the little lover named Shuji Tsushima patted his chest to help me with ideas, and wanted to contribute to my high-ranking career.

Then our accommodation changed from a pampered hotel to a do-it-yourself rental.

It is said that this is an ambush, and it should not be too high-profile. Excellent killers live in rented houses, eat red bean bread, and go downstairs to throw garbage when necessary.

Is this a mature killer?No wonder reborn said that I would never become a teacher in my life, and I could only be dragged to death by him. Who would have thought that a killer who just entered the society would shrink in a small rented house to worry about food and clothing?

"Caramel sauce~ what shall we eat?" When it was time for dinner, the well-behaved person sitting on the tatami raised his tail and waited for the meal, and handed me an apron with creme brulee printed on it, looking like a virtuous little daughter-in-law .

I took the apron, pulled him up, and hugged him, groping behind his back.

"Oh? Is it so fast? They are not ready to be eaten at the dining table yet?" very expensive.

After a while, the hands were finally connected behind the back, and the person who suddenly froze trembled and said, "That, that thing...it's pasted..."

I didn't care about it and just focused on what was in my hand, but the sound became smaller and smaller.

Wearing an apron and still talking so much nonsense, after finishing the work, I lovingly handed him the spoon, who seemed to be blushing from hunger: "No, go."

He took the spoon with question marks all over his face, as if I had short-circuited him by acting differently than I knew.

I pointed to the kitchen as a matter of course: "As my little lover, shouldn't you be the one who cooks when I'm hungry?"

"However, I think caramel sauce must be better at cooking than me. How can you make caramel sauce taste bad?" The spoon was placed in my hand tactfully. After dinner, how do you know that my cooking is delicious.

However, this expectant man looked at me as if I were a tenth-level head chef of a Michelin restaurant, who could carve tofu into delicate flowers, boil cabbage into emeralds, and turn decay into magic.

This little look of anticipation went out the moment I served the food, it was completely extinguished, and there was nothing to love about, and it was unbelievable to pull it hard with chopsticks, as if there was some surprise in it, and I could jump. What's delicious.

"Caramel sauce, what's that?" The shaken young man pointed to the soup with gurgling purple bubbles.

"That's seaweed egg drop soup."

"What about this?" He pointed to a piece of green.

"Well, boiled green beans with spinach."

"This is in front of you?"

"Stir-fried cherries with devil peppers."

The poor man who was hit held the coffee cup in his hand, looked at the coffee affectionately, and asked questions without giving up.

"Well, my coffee is..."

Adding spices to the coffee, I held a bowl of purple sweet potato stewed Radix Banlangen, and smiled naturally: "Soy sauce latte."

Although I tried my best to introduce such nutrition, the young man holding the chopsticks in front of me still looked like he was not opening his mouth. I was very hurt and looked at the dishes on the table. Hanging down, I didn't expect him to not eat a bite, obviously I was looking forward to him eating it.

You will be happy only if you eat the food of your loved one. It seems that this child must be squeezed out by the elders of the company because of his unflattering personality, and finally kicked out of the company by his vicious colleagues.

After a century of silence, Shuji Tsushima, who gave up letting me make biochemical weapons, freed his hands and rubbed his twitching temples, smiled reluctantly, and suddenly threw himself into my arms, choking, and the fluffy seaweed head whimpered Rubbing.

"I'm sorry, how can I let the lovely caramel sauce do it? It just so happens that I have some five yen that I have worked hard these days and would rather eat the garbage I found in the trash can than spend. Let's eat it Have a meal."

In his slender and pale hand is a gleaming five-yen, which symbolizes all of Shuji Tsushima's belongings. It really looks like the drunkard in the park holding a wine bottle full of five-yen coins and wearing a beige bib. The five yen lost was really destined.

So we came to the barbecue stall downstairs.

The owner of the barbecue stall looked at the gleaming five yen in embarrassment, and suggested that we try our luck at the small steel ball next door.

Staring at the grilled skewers, the black-haired young man was drooling into a vast ocean with tears in his eyes, trying to restrain himself from looking at the fragrant skewers. He embraced me and said decisively, let the only skewer Give it to me.

Wearing sunglasses, I patted him on the shoulder and told him that we have to be reasonable and that everyone is a civilized person. I accept his intentions, but how can you buy a skewer for five yen? Let’s be more realistic.

I took out the round one and pulled the safety catch to blow up the whole barbecue stand. I smiled at the standard six-way scorpion I had learned, and showed affection and understanding to the boss. Finally, I bought the whole barbecue stand for five yen. .

The moved boss ran over crying and specially gave us the Huazi we bought, and asked when we were leaving, and he gave us a gift.

I was so moved and told him we will come back next time.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-01-0913:49:16~2021-01-1414:59:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of rabbit slaughter;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!