I have no money to say I love you

The green part and the most direct reaction catered to his lips.

"Forget it, your injury..." Seeing the bruises and crisscross traces on the exposed parts, he was angry at first, then distressed, and finally helpless. No matter what, he couldn't help him.

It's not that he doesn't know how hard his work is, but when he saw that the two swollen lumps were not caused by himself, he still held back his sadness—why the kid was so unwilling to rely on him.

"I'm fine." Every time someone feels sorry for him and wants to quit, he uses this sentence to prevaricate.And every time he said these words, his blood was actually surging.

His heart is also sinking, this is the pain of his nostalgia——

Throughout the ups and downs, he no longer bit his lips tightly to endure the pain and moaning, and the moaning in a slightly magnetic green voice has been lingering far away, his eyes are fascinated and earnestly looking at the beasts galloping on him, and he no longer hides himself Joy and shyness in sexual (crab) matters.

Even his thin-skinned little brother raised his head in a rare way.All his learning experience comes from the capitalist who is oppressing him in front of him, so after being familiarized twice by someone, he can no longer care about moral issues.

"Our little pupil is also a man." A certain person shamelessly stared at the white turbid man in his hand who was molesting a good woman, but seeing his little ghost was uncharacteristically, no longer shy, just a little fussy.

Shen Tong came back to his senses, rested his head on his shoulder naturally, swam his fingers to someone's smooth chest, suddenly got sexual, squeezed it hard, and showed a naughty expression before the creditor got angry and beat him. With a smile, he successfully poured gasoline on the unextinguished flame.

4,

The little ghost has been tossed and fell asleep by him, but he is abnormally awake, and has no intention of resting.In the wound on the kid's skin, there was bright red powder left. It was a medicine that would only be used in emergencies. Even a thick-skinned butcher like him couldn't stop the stinging pain.

Thinking of him forcing the little ghost not to hurt himself to vent, under the fig leaf of love and distress, he is driving the pain that the little ghost has nowhere to escape to his own protection. This trick is called driving fish for Yuan.

Rather, it would be a good thing to let him be more self-willed.

"Sleep well, I will take you to meet someone tomorrow."

5,

After daybreak, at night Hu Tianhaidi's man took him to tidy up in a serious way. It was still his favorite style. He tidied Shen Tong up like a smaller version of himself, and cleaned up all possible leaks. It's tightly packed.

Like going to a wedding.

The person Gu Shao said he would take him to meet actually didn't need to be so mysterious, he could guess who it was with his toes.After being aggrieved for so long, should he slap the couple in the official showdown?

They stopped in front of an ancient and heavy carved wooden door, which surprised him a little, and he wondered if he had expected wrong——

Inside the door was the lobby of an old-style bungalow. It looked like it was a temporary place, with broken glass and a ceiling with cobwebs hanging from it.

Kneeling in the middle was a man wearing a black mask. Judging by his figure, he should be a middle-aged man.When a man reaches middle age, it is not so easy to maintain a good figure like his father.

A flash of inspiration flashed, and he looked back at the man behind him in surprise.

"It's him?"

"Go and see for yourself. I'm right outside the door. If you need anything, call me anytime."

"Gu Cheng—"

"what?"

"Is this what you said?"

"It's a part of it, and he must be dealt with first."

He looked at the man's stern side face, turned around and walked in front of the prisoner, grabbed a corner of the mask and tore it off abruptly.It's ridiculous, the source of all his pains, he just met today.

The man's body was covered with scars of abuse, but his face was clean, but the obscenity was palpable.This is, the old man who ruined his family? !

The resentment suddenly lost its foundation, just such a wretched piece of trash - their family - although he couldn't call home at all, his father was always busy and exhausted, and his mother never hugged him.So what if he was killed? Could it be possible to compare this wretched old man with his father who had already buried himself in peace?

The towel in his mouth was ripped off violently. Seeing that it was a young boy, the middle-aged man burst into tears and said, "Let me go? I'll give you whatever you want—I have enough money, how much do you want?" , Is 100 million enough? 200 million..."

He struggled to jump up, but was immediately stepped on the ground by the younger brothers around him.

"What kind of occupation do you do? You are so rich. It happens that I owe [-] million yuan. Can you pay it back for me?"

"Two hundred million?!"

"Forget it. I'll go find someone else." He knelt down and looked at the man's face. Even though it didn't make any sense, he still wanted to make sure of some things first, to see what this man had that was worth the woman's desperation.

"I have it, I have it! Take it from my auntie, she has money, she has it!" The man didn't see the disgust flashing in the boy's eyes, but only saw the happy smile on his face, so he said hastily, " I'll give you her phone number! She'll be here to deliver the money."

"A woman, how can she have so much money? Although we are not good people, we don't accept ill-gotten gains. If you keep the money for unknown reasons, you are afraid that someone will knock on the door at night."

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, I'm late, and I didn't come back until nine o'clock after working overtime.

TAT

80

80. Confession (2)...

1,

After the call was made, he heard the familiar voice of a middle-aged woman, anxiously concerned: "Husband! Where are you?!" He had never heard such a tone from this woman.

He glanced at the closed door, closed his eyes and said, "He's in our hands—"

"Where is he? What do you want? How much?"

Even if it was a paper-thin relationship, such direct cruelty still made him feel sad. He deliberately didn't change any tone of speech, but his mother couldn't hear it—handed the phone to the younger brother next to him, and asked him to report the address.

No matter how resentful the wretched man in front of him was, if it wasn't for his mother, if it wasn't for his father's bastard brothers, how would he be where he is today.

He opened the door and walked to the man's side and leaned against him.

Gu took a look at the little ghost beside him, the baby who was still growing had already surpassed his chin, and the prickly bayberry head was softened a little.

"I thought you'd at least give him a slap."

"What kind of salty fish and rotten shrimp role, he is not worthy of—" subconsciously touched his pocket, only to remember that this outfit was prepared by someone, and naturally there was no smoke on him.

He just wanted to give a compliment, only to hear the little ghost say again: "If I can really hit people as I like in my life, I will only do it to you."

People are not fattened, but their guts are full and strong.

2,

Ten minutes later, the woman's nervous and pale face appeared outside the rust-covered gate. When she saw her son's face, she screamed like a ghost.

"Xiaotong! Don't tell me that you are the master?!" The woman's expression suddenly possessed the majesty of an elder, but it was a pity that a little bit of external strength was leaked out.

"it's me."

A slap was immediately slapped on the face: "If you dare to touch him, I will not forgive you!"

Gu was stunned for a moment, only to hear his little friend sneer and say: "Why don't you forgive me—the person is inside."

The woman ignored him and ran towards the door, only to hear that after the man was let go, he seemed to want to save face, and immediately started to get rough on his woman.

Seeing her son standing outside the door with a cold face, the woman begged and asked, "Can we go?"

"It's not enough. Two hundred million, there's nothing to talk about if I lose a penny." As soon as the words fell, the man immediately slapped the woman once or twice, and cursed: "Where's the money?! Why didn't your son who sells chrysanthemums go away?" Give you money?!"

Shen Tong's eyes immediately turned red, and he stepped in step by step, full of anger, he knew that someone must have prepared more than one tool for him.

But his mother is always kinder to outsiders than to him. She cried and begged: "Don't do this! Xiaotong, don't do this! Mom is sorry for you, but once you get blood on your hands, it will be a lifetime sin—let it go!" Let's do it. Originally, the Fourth Young Master of the Shen family was not someone like me who could be admired, it was my wishful thinking - I have nothing but this man..."

The man was stunned for two seconds, trembling and screaming: "You are?!"

"I'm her son who sells chrysanthemums." Seeing the wretched man's complexion change in an instant, but then turned to ashes, and then begged for mercy in pain, his heart was filled with bitter pleasure.

"How much you took away back then, you have to spit it out today. I sold (crabs) for 50 yuan a belt. Since you ate two more rounds of salt than me, it's [-] yuan, you can do it yourself. How much do I owe?"

"Little Tong, Mom, please, don't do this—a woman like Mom is not worthy of admiring your Shen family, or polluting your hands—"

"Even my birth is a sin, what kind of pollution is not polluted—"

"It's all about you and your damn dad, you perverted gays! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be living like this! I'm going to live with a man who eats, drinks, prostitutes, and gambles! It's all caused by you little bastard, and now you still What do you want?!" The woman planned to repeat the old trick, and in the hospital, the son naively wanted to take her away because of his own words