I heard that I look the same as Jin's enemy

The benefactor doesn't seem to mind the poor performance of Mousse on the first day of work. On the contrary, he is even very satisfied with Mousse's silly and funny performance throughout the whole process.

"..."

In fact, the sponsor wants to support a good-looking cross talk actor.

Mousse thought indifferently, and casually used the tablet to choose skin care products. If you can't do it, you can tell jokes the funniest among good-looking people. At least you have to maintain it. Look at this.

By the way, I still need to buy some joke books.

There's no way, the sponsor is a very agreeable person, basically, except for Mousse's occasional performance in true colors, and the exposed stupidity makes him laugh, most of the time he really treats Mousse as a human sandbag.

Even during the fight, Mousse's clothes were rolled up due to fierce movements, revealing a well-proportioned and beautiful eight-pack abs. A kind of clothes that are easily exposed.

It can be said that, really, completely, I am not moved by the beauty.

According to the assistant who is still attracted by beauty, he is somewhat similar to the gold master's enemy, but due to various complicated reasons, the gold master can't directly attack the enemy, and can only use him as a stand-in to relieve his inner distress.

"..."

Jin Zhuwen's routine is not like this, did your boss write the wrong script?

Is this how stand-ins are played?

Can you still follow the routine well!

Mousse, who is empty and beautiful, but is regarded as a stand-in for the enemy of the gold master, is very sad.

Having said that, Mousse is still very dedicated. In order to improve the comfort of the benefactor, he even signed up for acting training classes and special effects makeup classes.

In just a few months, his acting skills have gone from grinning in pain to exaggeration, to the level of obsession with enduring the pain. He can easily apply makeup for various bruises and wounds, and even if he doesn't go to the hospital for an examination, he can't find that he is not injured.

So much so that the donor was taken aback, and hurriedly called the doctor to come over, and even wondered if he was bitten by some mutated insect, which caused his physique to mutate and his strength to increase dramatically.

Yes, the sponsor also knows how to watch superhero movies.

Mousse spent a little time explaining the problem of acting skills and makeup, and removed her makeup in front of the patron, wiping away the scars, only to get the latter's dubious look.

"The acting skills are good." After listening to the explanation, Jin Zhu said lightly, with no emotion in his tone.

Mousse's little daughter-in-law raised her eyes cautiously to look at the benefactor, and replied hesitantly, "Did you win the award?"

This face is much more pleasing to the eye than that bastard when it is stupid, the benefactor thought, and asked half angrily and half funny, "Such a good acting skill, why didn't you develop into the entertainment industry?"

There wasn't much anger in his tone, and he wasn't angry at all, just a little ashamed at the flashing superhero thought.

"I don't want to go. I'm not short of money, and I don't intend to become famous. The entertainment industry really doesn't appeal to me." In fact, Mousse never even thought about entering the entertainment industry.

"Since you are not interested in fame and wealth, why did you sign the agreement I proposed?"

Because the work is easy and the salary is high, the boss often only pays him wages and does not require him to work. Mousse thought with some resentment, and finally revealed half of the truth, "Because you don't value my face."

"Who said I don't value it?" The gold master raised his eyebrows and sneered, "It's because of your face that I want to hit you."

"..."

Don't say anything, he's heartbroken.

Don't you dare to follow the crowd a little bit, like other people who want to keep him, can't you have a little bit of charming thoughts about his face or figure?

Today's mousse is also very melancholy.

But when you're stupid, you don't look so much like that bastard, and it's nice to watch just that.

The benefactor thought so, but his face didn't show the slightest bit.

What is the biggest difference between being a substitute for Bai Yueguang in someone else's heart and being a substitute for someone else's enemy?

The former can easily enter the room, while the latter can only wait quietly for the call. Once the financial master gets busy, it is easy to throw him behind.

Two weeks later, Mousse, who still hasn't been turned over by the sponsor, is doing pull-ups calmly, feeling that she can no longer count the days and wait for her luck like a resentful woman in the palace, and is easy to pervert in silence.

As for how to take the initiative to attack?

This is a question that requires careful consideration.

Mousse thought for two days, and God sent the answer directly to him.

He was just going out for a trip, why would he be called daddy by two children hugging his calves, the little boy among them looked like him seventy percent, God bless, this must be Pengci!

He's still a big girl with yellow flowers, uh, at least in his current memory, he's still a...

"Mom." The little girl jumped up suddenly, and ran towards a figure that Mousse was very familiar with. She was well dressed in a suit and leather shoes, showing a cold elite style.

It's over, I was greatly seen by the patron, his image!

Mousse closed his eyes almost in despair. Wait, he opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the little girl holding the hand of the benefactor, and said in a crisp voice, "Mom, mom, my brother and I have found daddy."

Yes, that little girl looks very similar to the benefactor too.

So, has he time-traveled?

Is this a parallel world where he and the benefactor are married and have children?

Mousse, who was dizzy from the huge surprise, picked up the little boy, stared blankly at the benefactor and the little girl walking towards him, and murmured, "Old, wife?"

"What did you say? I didn't hear clearly." The gold master frowned. He really didn't hear clearly. Mousse's voice was too low.

"I, I, I... I mean, my dear." Mousse was instantly cowardly, chose a less explicit address, and whispered, "Are these two our children?"

Oops, my face is hot and my heart is beating so fast.

"What are you thinking about?" The gold master looked at the flushed man in front of him speechlessly, and explained, "They are my nephews and nieces, but they are too young to be able to tell the difference from the shouting."

"Is that so..." So it wasn't time travel.Mousse lowered his head in disappointment, but soon cheered up again, it doesn't matter, as long as the patron is still single, he still has a chance!

The change of expression is quite interesting, but what was he disappointed just now, disappointed that he is not the father of the two children?Is it because you have been single for a long time and your father loves you?The benefactor felt that it was difficult to understand the other party's thoughts, but he just glanced at him and didn't say much.

Now that they met, and the two children also looked reluctant to part with each other, the sponsor simply invited Mousse to go with him. Anyway, the movie has already been booked out, so one more person is just by the way.

The movie is a spin-off of the cartoon "Little Tiger Tours Shenzhou" that children like. The two children watched it with gusto, and the sponsor fell asleep within 10 minutes.

Although separated by two children, it is impossible to enjoy the benefits of the legendary person who likes to fall asleep unconsciously after falling asleep in the theater, and sleeps comfortably on his shoulders, but Mousse successfully puts on the benefactor own coat.

All rounded, it was a successful date!

Mousse cheered himself up.

When the donor woke up, it was already near the end of the film. He was covered with a coat and turned his head slightly. It was the two children who were engrossed in watching the movie, and Mousse who was wiping tears?

The benefactor looked at the big screen curiously. The movie was about to reunite with the little tiger's friend, the little fox, and its lost parents. It was indeed a bit sensational, but it shouldn't be so touching, not even his two nephews and nieces. cry.

The more he gets along with Mousse, the more the benefactor feels that this is a completely different person from that bastard. He is a bit stupid, but also a bit cute. He is very serious and responsible in his work. build.

Generally speaking, he is a person who can make people feel happy. Except for his face, he is really completely different from that bastard who always makes people's teeth itch.

So, when Mousse finished a pack of tissues and was about to get the second pack, when he turned his head, those red rabbit eyes met the probing eyes of the benefactor.

Mousse froze for three seconds, staring at the patron with a blank expression. The latter thoughtfully handed over an unpacked pack of tissues, and even pulled out the top one for him to take.

"Thank you." Mousse sniffed, and numbly took the tissue from the gold master.

In an instant, it rained heavily, his image!

Not long after watching the movie and having dinner that day, the two children fell asleep, and the benefactor breathed a sigh of relief almost visibly. , from the inside out.

When parting, the benefactor hesitated for a moment, and asked under Mousse's expectant gaze, "Do you mind having another part-time job? These two children will stay with me for a month. If you help take care of them, the salary will be the same as before. Three times, no, four times."

"I am willing." Mousse answered firmly and sincerely, those who didn't know thought he was taking an oath.

"For the sake of convenience, you need to temporarily stay at my house during this period, and part of your work in the club will also be suspended. You can think about it again." The sponsor looked at Mousse's slightly red face strangely, and the other party seemed to blush easily today .

board!Church!enter!room!

Mousse, who was stunned by the huge surprise, was speechless for a moment.

"If you think about it, contact—"

"Yes." Mousse cut off the patron's words, "I've thought about it, I can do it."

"Thank you, I'll send someone over to pick you up tonight."

"Well, I'll go back and pack my things."

After moving in, Moose understood why the benefactor would invite an inexperienced person to be the nanny of his precious nephew and niece, because these two blind children only recognize him and the benefactor. They only recognize people who look like their parents.

I don't know what kind of education they have received since they were young. There is a serious excess of safety awareness, and there are enough people to grow up. When their parents are not around, they will judge whether the surrounding environment is still safe, and then "break out" according to the situation.

Is your family raising children in spy mode?

Mousse had to spend most of his time and energy on the two children. Fortunately, there was no one else in the house. The aunt would come over regularly to cook and clean up. The bodyguards lived downstairs—the whole building belonged to the patron. Generally will not come up.

Even if there is no world of two, a family of four is still very good, especially when the two children still call him father and gold master's mother!

Mousse also anxiously asked the sponsor if he wanted to correct the names of the two children.

"No need, it's their parents' job." The benefactor replied, gnashing his teeth in his tone, "It's impossible for me to clean up the mess for them every time, absolutely impossible!"

It sounded a lot of resentment, and the look in his eyes was murderous. Mousse thought for a while, then handed over an arm, indicating that the benefactor can bite at will to vent his anger.

Do you think I'm a woman?The gold master gave the other side a sideways glance, and wanted to say that, but seeing that familiar and hateful face, he couldn't hold back for a while, and really just bit his teeth, and the taste was actually quite good.

Now it's a bite mark, sooner or later it will be a hickey!

Mousse thought ambitiously.

"Mom, why did you bite Daddy?" The little girl who was supposed to be taking a nap appeared in the hall for some reason, her big opal-like eyes were reflecting the figure of Jinzhu and Mousse, full of curiosity and innocence.

"..."

"..."

The two adults looked at each other in blank dismay, both finding it difficult to answer this question.

"Mom, don't you like Dad anymore?" The little girl blinked her big eyes and looked back and forth between the two adults. The crying voice said, "Are you two going to divorce? Are my brother and I going to separate?"

"How could it be?" Seeing that little face that resembles the person he likes to the point of crying, Mousse felt that his heart was about to break, so he quickly picked up the little girl and coaxed, "Baby Son, this is something you won't know until you grow up."

"I'm not a two-year-old anymore, you can't use such casual excuses to coax me." The little girl sobbed and said.

"Pfft." The gold master couldn't help laughing out loud, there's no way, this kind of "not a three-year-old child" old meme sounds funny at any time, he still remembers that his younger brother was like this when he was a child, pretending to be old-fashioned Appearance, very cute.

Seeing that one big and one small were staring at him, and the young one was still condemned with the accusation of "Mom, why are you doing this, it's really too much", Jin Zhu coughed and clenched his hands into fists to cover the smile on his lips "I'm sorry, you continue."

"Now I'll tell you a small part in advance. Don't gossip, because other adults don't want children to know this. You have to keep it secret for me." Mousse looked at the little girl seriously, and saw the latter obediently After nodding, he continued, "When two adults who like each other are together, sometimes they will use some relatively intense body movements to express their love..."

The little girl nodded frequently, more seriously than when watching her favorite animation.

The gold master remained expressionless the entire time. If he heard correctly and understood correctly, is this strange popular science explaining vaguely what a goblin fight is?

After the little girl was coaxed by Mousse to fall asleep again, the gold master slapped him on the back of the head and reprimanded him in a low voice, "Who allows you to drive like this? Do you know how old my cute little niece is?"

"...I don't know." Mousse thought for half a second, he really didn't know how to judge the age of a child, "Over two years old?"

The benefactor was about to be laughed at by him, "I can listen to your nonsense when I'm over two years old."

"We can't let her think that we are going to divorce. Besides, don't worry, my wording is already vague enough. When she can understand its true meaning, even if I don't explain it, she will know these things." Mousse He also explained in a low voice.

It made sense, the benefactor glanced at the anxious Mousse, raised his hand and let the matter go.

Because he has a similar appearance to the child's father, Mousse gets along very happily with them. Sometimes the patron comes home early, and he can see Mousse doing push-ups in the living room with his upper body on, while two children sit on his back on giggling.

"You guys had a great time." The benefactor joked.

"Do you want to come together?" Mousse continued to do push-ups, inviting out of breath without blushing, "You can also sit up, hold the two children, or sit up directly, it doesn't matter."

The gold master stared at the three of them with half-closed eyes for a while, then suddenly raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "I am over 60 kilograms."

"Come and try."

"You are blushing, don't be brave."

Then, Mousse carried three people on his back and did nearly a hundred push-ups. In fact, he could continue, but when it was dinner time, even if he wasn't tired, it was time for the others to eat.

The gold master got drunk at a class reunion.

Mousse has always been curious about what kind of outrageous things the beauty who bumped into him has done. Even the deff of "beautiful enough to do whatever she wants" has failed, so much so that the benefactor wanted to blow his head off even when he was drunk.

It is very easy to suppress the donor, but the communication method of physical conflict is too intimate, and it is extremely difficult to resist the charm of the donor.

What made it even more difficult for Mousse to refuse was that in the middle of the headshot operation, the benefactor pressed him on the bed, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on his frozen handsome face.

Then, he slowly unbuttoned the first button, the second button, the third button, and the last button of the white shirt on his body. He bent down and approached Mousse with a gentle smile.

Mousse almost felt that he could hear the sound of his rationality exploding into fireworks, so brilliant and radiant that it disappeared in an instant without leaving any traces.

……

The next day, when the gold master woke up, he found himself lying on his bed naked. When he turned his head, he saw Mousse laying on the floor, and there were bloodstains on the quilt wrapped around him. The sheets also had blood stains on them.

But he didn't feel uncomfortable.

At the class reunion, the mind of the gold master who listened to the yellow waste in his head began to go astray.

Did it take its own initiative?The gold master looked at his flat and soft abdomen, and then at Mu Si's hand muscles exposed outside the quilt, feeling a little suspicious.

"You're awake, good morning." Mousse sat up, the quilt slipped off, and the nightgown was opened wide, revealing his well-shaped upper body, and the obvious teeth marks on his abdominal muscles - the gold master without abdominal muscles after drunk Fully expressed the envy and jealousy of these eight muscles.

"..." The benefactor nodded silently, and his guess about last night became more specific.

Maybe he is very brave when he is drunk, but he doesn't remember what it feels like after drinking the fragment, and now he doesn't have the nightmare feeling left in the legend. The overall experience is not as good as Chun|Meng!

Due to physical reasons, the benefactor, who has maintained a perfect body until now, gave a bad review last night in his heart, but his face remained calm, "I have already called the doctor, and I will let him take a look at it for you later."

"It's okay, my nose bleeds easily, you know." Mousse smiled.

Last night, fortunately, the gold master hit him on the nose with a hammer and saved his precarious sanity, otherwise he was not sure whether his self-control could successfully stop him from committing a heinous mistake.

If he really did something, it would be the driver, not the doctor, who woke up Bishop Jin this morning, and took him directly to the crematorium to be burned alive, without bringing the ashes back.

"These are your nosebleeds?" asked the gold master, his voice was at least once cold.

Mousse nodded, and briefly recounted what happened last night.

So nothing happened, and he was being self-indulgent?

Master Jin's face sank like water, and he felt that he didn't want to see Mousse's face for a while.

As for Mousse who was kicked out of the room, I don't doubt it was him. I just thought that the benefactor was unhappy because of a hangover. He didn't know what he had passed by. overnight thing.

Because of this oolong, the patron has been busy with work for several days in a row, leaving early and returning late every day, and even went to other places for meetings, so the frequency of meeting with Mousse has been reduced to a minimum.

Mousse, who was abandoned without knowing why, and the two children were in a low mood. The former was doing reverse crunches in the toy room melancholy, while the latter was telling him stories in a childlike voice.

Because of the responsibility of coaxing "Dad", the two children quickly came out of the disappointment of "Mother" on a business trip, cheering up "Dad".

"Thank you." Mousse, who had listened to the fairy tale all morning, smiled and thanked, with lingering melancholy still lingering in the picturesque eyebrows.

Seeing this, the two children discussed head to head in a low voice for a while, and beckoned Mousse to come over. When the heads of the three of them were almost touching, the little boy looked around vigilantly, and said in a low voice, "Dad, just like this." Once, we will only help you this time."

"You can tell mom that we miss mom so much, we can't eat, we can't sleep, you want to take us there to find him, we won't tell mom the truth."

"!!!"

Are the kids nowadays so smart?

Mousse was so moved that he hugged the two children and cried. In order to express his gratitude, he even cooked for them and made afternoon tea for them. For the sake of it, the two children finished eating with dignity.

Bringing two children to chase his wife for thousands of miles, I always feel that the plot is very familiar.

Mousse thought silently for a while, then shook his head violently, trying to get rid of the messy associations in his mind, such as Qin Xianglian seeking her husband a thousand miles away, and Wang Baochuan staying in the cold kiln for eighteen years.

The two children felt that their father must be so happy because he was about to see their mother.

Although the two children suggested sneaking over to give the benefactor a big surprise, the fact is that without prior notice, Mousse would not even know where the benefactor is now.

Moreover, Mousse really didn't want to admit it, but he and the benefactor really didn't realize that they could trace each other's geographical location through others.

The road is long and long, and I will search up and down.

After a week of cooling down, the patron can already look at Mousse with a normal heart. In fact, he deliberately avoided Mousse for the first two days. He was really busy with work the rest of the time, but he was pretty busy, so we can stop now Rest and rest.

"Let's go eat first, and I'll take you out to play tomorrow, do you want to play?" asked the benefactor.

Mousse and the two children shook their heads in unison.

"...Don't you guys make a plan when you come out to play?" The gold master squinted at the big and small children in front of him, and the main point was to question Mousse, an adult.

"No, we came to you with a plan." Mousse answered seriously. They had planned it thoroughly and rehearsed several times on the way here. They would never let the benefactor drive them back. of.

The two children nodded in approval.

"...Is it just planning how to rely on me?" The gold master looked at the three people in front of him indifferently with a panicked expression of "bad exposed", feeling like seeing three children trying to lie in front of adults.

Why are you so stupid?

So stupid that he was embarrassed to pursue it.

Forget it.

As a heartthrob, Mousse not only received a lot of preferential treatment because of his appearance, but also encountered many entangled characters. state.

In the past six months, Mousse has been very lucky and has not met such a person. Who would have thought that in this strange city, with two children and a really powerless financial backer, he would suddenly meet two... , who are the life secretary and partner of the sponsor here.

Due to internal cooperation and sudden attack, when Mousse, the patron and the two children were eating, the door was blocked by people.

As soon as the partner entered the door, his eyes were firmly locked on Mousse, as if he was the only one in the world, with a sickly gentle smile on his face, he asked softly, "Do you remember me?"

I beat up so many perverts a year, how can I remember which one you are?Mousse thought blankly.

"Mr. Luo, this is private time. Please come to my office tomorrow to discuss work issues." The gold master said coldly.

"Sorry, I didn't see you just now. I'm here to look for Mousse, and it has nothing to do with you." Mr. Luo has an overly pale complexion, and looks like a gloomy murderer when he is not smiling. When he was human, his gaze was as cold as a poisonous snake locking its prey.

The two children buried their heads in Mousse's arms in fear. Seeing this scene, Mr. Luo's face darkened, and his eyes lingered on the two children as if poisoned.

Mousse frowned, and put his hand between the two children and Mr. Luo. When he was about to say something, he was held down by the benefactor, who sneered at Mr. Luo, "He is mine, even if you take another [-] steps, you won't be able to do so." Appearing here by invitation and threatening my nephew and niece, which one is not a provocation to me?"

"That's right, if you provoke me anyway, then I will offend you to the end. By the way, the signal here is blocked, and your bodyguards are well taken care of by my people." Mr. Luo said indifferently Waving his hand, his sticky eyes returned to Mousse, "You smiled at me the first time we met, and you smiled very nicely, do you remember?"

No memory at all.

But these are not important, Mousse looked up at him, chuckled, "How many people did you bring, and do you have a wooden warehouse?"

Beauty is always more effective than a truth potion in treating these perverts. Mr. Luo, who was intoxicated by Mousse's smile, not only answered all the questions, but also took the initiative to explain the personnel arrangement, "I know you are very skilled, but what I brought is an international Famous mercenaries, you cannot escape."

"Shut up." Mousse put the two children into the arms of the benefactor, and said softly, "It sounds like the situation is not bad, but the following scenes may have serious violent tendencies, and it is not suitable for children under the age of 7 to watch. Please go ahead Rest here for a while."

"What are you going to do?" The gold master frowned.

"Beat him and his mercenaries." Mousse stretched his wrist, and said, "Give me 25 minutes, no, 10 minutes is fine, and I'm sure I can catch up with the start of "Little Tiger Touring Shenzhou"."

"...I don't want to watch that show." The benefactor put the two children on the chair—they were too heavy, like two small weights, and their hands were sore.

"Then I'll move slower." Mousse changed his words without principle.

"Father!" The two children were unhappy.

"No way, you understand." Mousse shrugged, smiled and glanced at the benefactor, full of hints.

"..." The situation was urgent, and the benefactor didn't bother to refute him, so he just gave Mousse a sideways look.

"Men are really big pigs, and so is dad." The little girl curled her lips, and the little boy pointed to herself silently. She patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Brother, don't worry, you are still a little boy."

Mr. Luo looked at the four members of Ji Lei's family very unhappy, his eyes became more and more sinister, but he still kept his mouth shut and said nothing as Mousse said.

As Mousse said, Mr. Luo and his men were nothing to be afraid of. It took him 10 minutes to solve the trouble he caused, and he even had time to wash his hands.

The sponsor is going to talk to Mousse when the two children are taking a nap. Why does a fitness trainer have such good skills? aspect description.

But people are not as good as heaven, and on the way home, Mousse was hit by a flowerpot falling from a high altitude.

……

Mousse was in a coma for three full months.

When I woke up, I found that the world had changed.

The lost memories also came back. He is the old man of the old man of the Mu family, the younger uncle of Jin Zhu’s brother-in-law, and his profession is Interpol. He lost his memory due to an accident after a mission and lived as a fitness trainer. A story that could be made into an action movie.

This is not the point, the point is how to explain it to the donor.

Can you beat up your nephew?He is the person the donor hates the most, after the fight, maybe the donor will be happy and stop asking!

Mousse, who has no feelings for uncle and nephew, glanced at his nephew, who has been suffering from illness all year round, and looked away silently, "No, this is a porcelain doll that is more fragile than a porcelain doll, let alone being beaten by him, Anyone who is beaten by Jin can enter the intensive care unit.

Mousse waited for three days and met all kinds of relatives and friends, including the benefactor's younger sister, who was a very lovely lady, before the benefactor came.

However, the other party just pushed open the door of the ward, looked at Mousse twice, and said calmly and calmly, "I'm sorry, I went to the wrong door." And closed the door smoothly.

？ ！！

Mousse blinked, and from the corner of his eye, he saw his current appearance in the mirror, blue and white patient clothes, and a black face mask. He has been lying in the hospital for too long, and he wants to meet someone he likes again. Do some preparation, the results!

The beneficiary who was called back looked at Mousse with an indescribable gaze, as if seeing the husky next door getting stuck in the fence and had to stick out his tongue and wait for the owner to come home, "You really can surprise people every time. ah."

"……thanks?"

He didn't even think about it, why every time he was stupid, he was in front of the benefactor?

"I thank you for trying so hard to make me happy."

"..." Oh!

After teasing Mousse for a while, the benefactor explained his intentions. He came to terminate the agreement, "Now that you return to Mu's house, you will naturally be rich and enjoy all kinds of conveniences. There is no need to be by my side. bitter."

"I don't think it's bitter, it doesn't hurt if you hit someone!" Mousse blurted out.

"..."

"Uh, I mean, I don't feel any pain when you hit me."

"..."

"No, I mean, I like being hit by you."

"...Shake|M?"

Mousse felt that he was about to be fooled into crying by himself.

Seeing this, the benefactor stopped teasing him, after all, he was still a patient, "Okay, you take care of your injuries, and we can discuss the rest after you are discharged from the hospital."

Mousse was in good health and was discharged from the hospital within a few days. He left alone without informing anyone.

When receiving this news, Jin Zhu had just left work and was about to ask the driver to drive him to the hospital.

"Excuse me, boss, where are you going now?"

"go home."

As soon as the car started, a person jumped out in front, stopped the car, and then squatted on the ground under the eyes of the driver, assistant, bodyguard, and benefactor.

"Boss, it seems to be Mr. Moose." The assistant said.

"You don't have to seem like it, it's him." The benefactor snorted coldly, "Get out of the car and see what he wants to do?"

"I'm here to touch porcelain, your car hit me, you have to be responsible for me!" Mousse, who was squatting on the ground, raised his head and said to Jin Zhu like this.

"It's the driver who drives the car, let him be responsible for you." The benefactor said calmly, and the driver who was named waved at Mousse, "Also, it's clearly said that it's Pengci, why should I agree to you?"

"...Because I'm good-looking?"

The benefactor turned around and was about to get back into the car.

"and many more."

Mousse hurriedly called out to the benefactor, took out a shiny golden sign from behind and hung it on his body, and read the words on it, "Know how cute, ask for help|support."

"It's not enough to be cute, what else?" The patron stopped and turned to look at Mousse.

"Will fight?" Mousse asked tentatively.

"Anything else?" Master Jin followed in a persuasive manner.

"I can catch thieves, I can cook, I can speak eight languages, I can dance, I can draw, I can massage, I can massage..." Mousse tried hard to count his good points.

"You come to confess, do you have anything else to say besides your strengths?" Seeing that the other party even said "know origami", the benefactor quickly interrupted him and said clearly.

"I like you, please take care of me!"

"...You like me, and you want me to keep you?"

"Uh, then I'll give you the money and you will take care of me?"

"...After you learn what a confession is, come talk to me about the issue of nurturing." In order to avoid a real myocardial infarction, the benefactor returned directly to the car.

"Oh." Mousse lowered his head.

"What are you still standing there for? Get in the car." The gold master said coldly, and just as he finished speaking, there was a smiling idiot next to him.

"Did you let me get in the car—" Mousse stared closely at the benefactor, the excitement of returning to heaven from hell in a second made his whole body as dazzling as the rising sun.

The gold master looked away and said, "I don't know what year and month it will be until you learn it by yourself, but I can reluctantly spend some time teaching you."

"Then when I learn it, will you agree to my confession?"

"...Let's talk about it after you learn it. Want to run before you learn how to walk?"

"A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, and a lover who doesn't want to confess his success is not a good lover."

"You are not allowed to refute." The patron gave Mousse an elbow, which was wrapped by the latter, and he followed the trend upwards, and then

Fingers clasped.

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I'm sorry, I know I broke my promise, but the number of words written is beyond my imagination. I'm actually a fast hand.