What bad thoughts can a canary have?

Fu Shiyue raised his hand and rubbed his messy sleeping hair, "Drink a glass of milk and have a good rest."

Lin Fei rubbed his cheeks, took a few deep breaths, and ran all the way to the kitchen in small steps. He only knew the general direction, but he didn't expect to be so far away. He took a can of milk and leaned on the refrigerator to drink it slowly. The feeling of panic gradually subsided.

He touched his chest and looked at the lonely moonlight outside the window. It was really dangerous outside. He had only been away from home for two days, and he wanted to go home and grandma.

After Lin Fei drank the milk, he went back to the lobby. Fu Shiyue was no longer there. The gun, a cup of coffee and a stack of thick documents were thrown on the tea table. He walked over quickly, stepped on the stairs with his toes, and Lin Fei stopped , in order to dispel the feeling of hair in the bottom of my heart, I walked back to the table again.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but this gun is a little lighter than before.

He played with this model of toy gun as a child, and it was not difficult to disassemble the magazine, with a quick glance.

Really rubber bullets.

The corner of Lin Fei's mouth lightly raised, well, I can fall asleep tonight.

I fell asleep, and I had a weird dream all night. When I woke up in the morning, I still felt like a world away. Lin Fei squinted his sleepy drooping eyes. In the restaurant, Secretary Bai and Zhou Mian sat side by side. Feeling ashamed to go back to sleep, bite the bullet and sit down.

"Why did you go last night?" Zhou Mian took a bite of the bread.

Lin Fei poured a cup of black coffee, rubbed his eyes, and said lazily, "Dream."

Zhou Mian squeezed his eyes, "A spring dream?"

Lin Fei rolled his eyes at him and yawned a long time, "I dreamed that I was walking on the road and stepped into a flowery trap. There was a circle of people watching."

"Is there no one to save you?"

"No." Lin Fei couldn't remember the details of the dream, "They are all helping the evildoers and fueling the flames."

Secretary Bai glanced at him with indescribably weird eyes, "Lin Fei, dreaming of falling means that you are going to grow taller, which is a good thing."

Zhou Mian nodded and said flauntingly, "When I was growing up, I often dreamed of jumping off a building. I grew from 1.7 meters to 1.8 meters in one year. Do you envy me?"

"I don't envy." Lin Fei insisted. Scientifically, he stopped growing after the age of 25. He is now 18 years old, 1.7 meters three, and there are seven years left. Even if he grows one centimeter every year, he will always grow to 1.8 meters.

Thinking of this, he picked up the milk on the table and drank another bottle.

When Fu Shiyue went downstairs, Lin Fei and Zhou Mian were still hurting each other, Zhou Mian suddenly unilaterally truce, exaggerated "Wow".

Lin Fei raised his head, Fu Shiyue's usual attire was already very delicate in his opinion, but today it was so delicate to the bone.

Retro British three-piece suit, the shirt has a powerful gun lapel, the smoke gray slim suit vest outlines the waist, the same color suit wraps the straight shoulders, with the same retro style cuff buttons, collar pins, pockets A scarf, a cashmere coat draped between the elbows, a little hairspray on the side parted hair, every detail is meticulous, and the refined and ascetic temperament is ready to come out.

"Uncle, you are so handsome today." Zhou Mian propped his chin with both hands, expressing his envy for the adult world.

Fu Shiyue came over, the light of cuff buttons and collar pins flickered slightly, with a sense of extravagance, he picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip slowly, "Really?"

Lin Fei raised his eyes, met Fu Shiyue's gaze, and seemed to be expecting his answer, "Uncle Fu is handsome every day, and he is the most handsome today."

Zhou Mian hooked Lin Fei's shoulder affectionately, his eyes bent, "Look, Lin Fei also thinks the same, Uncle, do you have to dress so handsomely when you preside over the funeral?"

"The reporter will come to the funeral." Fu Shiyue glanced at the hand on Lin Fei's shoulder, paused for a second, pushed his glasses with one hand, and spoke clearly, "Whether you sit or stand, learn from Lin Fei .”

Zhou Mian withdrew his arm for a second, sat upright, and threw a wink at Lin Fei, "You are now the benchmark in my uncle's eyes."

Lin Fei vaguely felt that Fu Shiyue seemed to be flirting with him blatantly just now, humming a few times casually.

Today's itinerary is with Secretary Bai, and the two of them can't play like yesterday. On the way, Zhou Mian whispered to Lin Fei and wentssip about Secretary Bai. mother of aged child.

Secretary Bai's ex-husband is an engineer of Career. It is said that she cheated on the front desk of the water bar during her pregnancy. This woman is not an ordinary person. Xiang sat in Kerui's living room for a month, and no one persuaded him to leave until the matter could not be overwhelmed and he made a fuss in front of Fu Shiyue.

Later, I didn’t know what agreement was reached with Fu Shiyue. Secretary Bai went to work in Career for the second child after giving birth, and started directly from the secretary of the president. The scumbag and scumbag resigned that month, becoming the laughing stock of the industry.

The sunny weather, the green grass in the park, and the breeze, Lin Fei biting a strawberry donut and leaning on the car seat, Zhou Mian holding two glasses of Coke, pointed his chin at the white secretary in the driver's seat, implying something , "Can't you see it?"

Lin Fei took the Coke and held it coolly in his palm, "You're such a gossip, I suggest you become a scout."

Secretary Bai turned his head and glanced at him. Turning around, his voice suddenly became happy, "Mr. Zheng! I didn't expect to meet you here. What a coincidence!"

Zheng is always a middle-aged man with an unremarkable appearance, dressed decently, wearing a big gold watch, and showing a row of porcelain teeth with a smile, "Xiaobai, you are getting more and more beautiful, and you look younger than my daughter."

The two shook hands, and Mr. Zheng squeezed Secretary Bai's wrist lustfully.

Intuition told Lin Fei that Mr. Zheng is not a fun thing.

"Who are these two kids?" Mr. Zheng turned his head to look into the car, saw Lin Fei, his eyes lit up, if it wasn't for the presence of so many people, he would almost be on the ground.

Especially the way the young man looked at him, frowning with disgust, and looking so fragile, that aloofness was even more attractive to pick.

"This is Mr. Fu's nephew, and this is his friend." Secretary Bai stood in front of Mr. Zheng.

Boss Zheng tilted his head and looked at Lin Fei unscrupulously, that sensual gaze could almost turn into substance, "You are so good-looking, what school do you study in?"

Secretary Bai reminded: "Boss Zheng, they are here with Mr. Fu for vacation."

"Oh!" Mr. Zheng withdrew his eyes that made Lin Fei feel uncomfortable, and licked his upper and lower lips, "Mr. Fu is in a good mood recently, isn't he?"

Secretary Bai replied, "I don't know anything about Mr. Fu."

Mr. Zheng clicked his tongue a few times, "Xiaobai, this is because you are not authentic. I have known you Mr. Fu for two years. His WeChat avatar has always been the Cree logo, and he has no Moments. I always thought that Mr. Fu put me Blocked, suddenly started to post a few months ago, and even changed the avatar, I liked and commented all of them."

"Maybe it was because the company was too busy before, and Mr. Fu didn't have time to manage Moments." Secretary Bai said, and looked back at Lin Fei.

Lin Fei looked puzzled.

"If I grow up to your boss Fu like this, I'll get angry every day. Your boss Fu is really a riot." After Zheng Boss finished speaking, he sneaked another glance at Lin Fei, and the glutton in his stomach crawled up his throat.

Go back and check it out, it would be a pity if you don't get your hands on this kind of superb product.

With a cold face, Lin Fei found an excuse, opened the door and got out of the car, walked half a circle, walked to Mr. Zheng's parking place, picked up his mobile phone to search for a heavy-duty dating forum, and sent a message to Mr. Zheng's car phone number. posted an ad, "Looking for a hunk, multiple flavors are fine!"

This is the most despised person. He is disrespectful of his age. He eats tofu with a little money. He is afraid that others will not know that he is a scum. If he is not in a foreign country, he must put a black plastic bag on the corner. Give the old lecher a good beating and show what a rose with thorns is.

After Mr. Zheng left, Zhou Mian, who couldn't hold back his anger, cursed, "Damn it, there are old perverts everywhere!"

The two of them were unhappy all day today. When they returned home in the evening, Lin Fei lay lazily on the sofa in the hall, squinting his eyes, looking at the high dome.

Zhou Mian came out of the study, holding a box mysteriously, and placed it in front of Lin Fei as if offering a treasure, "Cigar, do you want to smoke?"

It's okay not to mention it, but when it comes to Lin Fei's addiction to cigarettes, he sat up and said, "Do you know how to smoke this thing?"

"Haven't you ever eaten pork or seen a pig run?" Zhou Mian put out a set of tools, including a pure gold cigar cutter, a cigar cone, and a matchbox. "They all stole from my uncle, anyway. He doesn't smoke this either, let us enjoy it."

Lin Fei thought it was all tobacco, the difference was not big, he propped his chin to watch Zhou Mian cut and cut a cigar as if showing off his skills.

"All right."

Zhou Mian handed it to him, and Lin Fei held it between his slender and white fingers, and held it to his lips. His lips were beautifully shaped, with soft and graceful lines, and the slightly arched lips seemed to be asking for kisses all the time. The round and thick cigar smoke, the exhaled breath coated the lips with a layer of moist water vapor, and the lips lined with jet-black cigars were more colorful, making them suitable for kissing.

The brightly colored picture is very impactful and seductive, but it is a pity that he looks too pure. From such a close distance, Zhou Mian can almost see the light blue veins on his forehead. The fragility and thinness of the young man makes it impossible for people to have evil thoughts.

"Ignition, what do you see me doing?" Lin Fei squinted at him.

Zhou Mian came back to his senses, held the match with his hand, wiped it several times before lighting it up, Lin Fei turned his head, took a deep breath, and leaned back on the sofa back with his eyes narrowed, " It's so powerful."

"Cuban cigars must be strong." Zhou Mian said, lowering his body and propping his hands on the edge of the sofa seat. "Lin Fei, I have something to tell you."

"What?" Lin Fei looked at his abnormal behavior, took off the cigar from his mouth and handed it to him, "Here you are, I'm not used to it."

Zhou Mian held it in his hand, looked at his pair of deer eyes, and got closer and closer, almost touching his face, "Lin Fei."

"Ok?"

"Do you know what I was thinking when I first saw you?"

"What?" Lin Fei looked at the face close at hand with pure and clean eyes.

For a moment, Zhou Mian felt that Lin Fei knew it from beginning to end. Lin Fei was so smart, how could he not know?Just, don't care at all.

But he still said: "I was thinking, it's over, I'm going to feel sorry for my mother."

There was a "click", as if some metal fell to the ground, and both of them turned their heads.

Fu Shiyue came here at some point, with the coat he took off in his hands, and a delicate pocket watch dropped on the marble floor. He looked at the two with a half-smile, "Go ahead."