Beauty has a lot of bad thoughts

Chris Maeda looked like he had run a long way, his chest heaving violently.

Anger and jealousy stained Chris Maeda's face red.

He ran towards Schrödingbang and Chamberlain like a little tomato that was about to explode at any time, and just collided with the clerk who came over with chalk.

Chris Maeda is small and sick.He was bumped into a squat by the tall and burly clerk, and he was sitting on the ground grinning.

"Ah Fu." Xue Dingbang let go of Chamberlain, rushed over to hug Chris Maeda, "Does it hurt from the fall?"

"Dingbang, why are you here?!" Maeda Chris was full of anger, pushed Xue Dingbang away, and rushed towards Chamberlain like a cat with fried fur, "I knew it, you This wicked butt!!! If you want to kill me in Las Vegas, it’s fine, but you have to come to Tokyo to grab Bangsang with me! Are you so worried that your ass won’t be sold?!”

Chamberlain immediately blushed, from the tips of his ears to the base of his neck: "What are you talking about? Mr. Maeda, the relationship between me and Mr. Xue is not what you think. You can insult me, but don't insult Mr. Xue !"

"Huh? Insulting you?!" Chris Maeda smiled angrily at his innocent look, "I won't insult you, picking up trash and eating dog food. I'm going to tear your face off right now! No Is it just such a face? Do you think you are amazing?!!! You think you are very clever?!!! Isn’t it just such a face?!!!”

"Oh! God, you're crazy!" Chamberlain raised his arms to defend, but he couldn't stop the crazy Maeda Chris.Faced with Chris Qiantian's attack, he could only scream loudly, "Jesus! God! Help!"

Maeda Chris was not just talking about it, he said he would do it, and he would do it, even Jesus couldn't stop him.

The clerk who was picking up chalk that was knocked off was terrified by this scene.He quickly dropped the chalk and came over to pull Maeda Chris with Xue Dingbang.

Chris Maeda was so angry that the more someone pulled him back, the more his anger surged up.He arched his body and kicked the shoe into Chamberlain's face while Chamberlain dropped his arm.

"Garbage!!! Bastard!!! Trash!!! Smelly shit!!!" Chris Maeda twisted his body like crazy, like a cat that refuses to take a bath, showing all its sharp claws, "You are nothing !!!”

Xue Dingbang watched him go too far, tightened his arms to restrain his body, and whispered in his ear: "Maedian Fu! Enough is enough!"

After being yelled at like this, Chris Maeda's anger immediately turned into grievance.

"Are you yelling at me?! Yelling at me for this dirty liar who sold himself for money?!" Chris Maeda kicked and kicked in anger, writhing wildly, shaking his head and shouting, "Let me go! Let go! Let go! Let go!"

Xue Dingbang tightened his arms, with such strength that he almost broke Chris Maeda's ribs.

"Ah Fu." Xue Dingbang said in a gentle yet stern tone, "Calm down!"

"I can't calm down!" Maeda Chris screamed loudly, "My boyfriend is about to be cheated away, how can I calm down!!!"

"If you're talking about cheating," Xue Dingbang said, "don't you cheat more?"

Chris Maeda, who was poked into a sore spot, fell silent instantly.He widened his eyes and turned his head stiffly: "Dingbang, is that how you look at me?"

Xue Dingbang sighed, softened his voice, and put Chris Maeda down. "When you've had enough trouble, go home," he said. "You're still sick, and you should be in bed."

"Yes, I'm sick." Chris Maeda forced a smile that was uglier than crying, "I just love you to the point of death! That's why I look stupid and idiot!"

"Isn't that a meaning?" Chamberlain interjected mutteringly.

Maeda Chris turned his head, looked at him with bloodshot eyes, and laughed nervously.

"Chamberlain, you are hopelessly stupid!!!" Maeda Chris looked around and looked at every part of the lounge, "You have no idea what this place is!" He widened his eyes, turned and rushed Seeing Xue Dingbang laugh wildly, "Because, is it here? Dingbang, is that so?!!!"

Xue Dingbang pursed his lips, and warned Maeda Chris with stern eyes and a serious expression—it was almost time to stop.

Maeda Chris turned his head indignantly, and gave Chamberlain a vicious look.

In those few blows just now, Chamberlain was beaten badly.Several blood marks were scratched on his face, and the corner of his mouth, which had not fully healed, was cracked again.On top of the blood marks, shoe marks were superimposed.It's just unspeakably miserable.

But now, Maeda Chris, who caused these wounds on him, glared at him, and he immediately shrank his neck, hiding in the corner of the sofa like a little quail.

When Chris Maeda saw Chamberlain making that harmless little white flower, he hated his teeth.In Las Vegas, when he was about to shoot himself, Chamberlain was not as miserable and helpless as he is now.

"Ah Fu, don't make trouble." Xue Dingbang grabbed Chris Maeda's wrist and whispered in his ear, "Let's go check out and leave here, shall we?"

Chamberlain wiped off the blood on his lips, glanced timidly at Maeda Chris, lowered his head and said, "Mr. Xue, I'm sorry. Last night, I really thank you very much. I will leave as soon as possible...Japan...please..."

His voice became lower and lower until it was barely audible, and he pursed his lips tightly.Tears slid down his injured cheeks, moistening his trembling eyelashes.He gently closed his eyes, his brows were tightly frowned, as if he was enduring great pain.

The aggrieved look made the clerk couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked over and patted him on the back to comfort him, and asked, "Sir, are you okay?"

Xue Dingbang moved his lips, but in the end he did not walk towards Chamberlain. He took Chris Maeda's hand and said softly, "Go to pay, okay?"

"You drove me away?" Maeda Chris stared at Xue Dingbang with wide eyes, "You gave this scarf to that guy yesterday? What did you lose while drinking? Did you go with that dirty male dog?" ?”

Xue Dingbang, who has always been gentle and tolerant, finally couldn't help but lose his temper.He grabbed Maeda Chris's wrist, pulled him into his arms, and whispered a warning in the ear of the fried-haired little lover: "You are too much!"

"Excessive?! There are more excessive!" Chris Maeda bit Xue Dingbang's hand.While Xue Dingbang let go of the pain, he picked up the clerk and put aside the packed chalk, and roughly tore open the outer packaging, "Can't I buy it for you?! You are thinking about this crap!!! What I traded my life for was nothing compared to his tattered chalk!!!”

The chalk rolled out of the bag and scattered everywhere.Chris Maeda rubbed the chalk box like crazy, "These bad things!!!" He screamed wildly, jumped up and crushed the chalk that fell on the ground, "These bad things!!! It's his fault!!! Yes He is bad!!!"

The clerk turned pale with fright, quickly left Chamberlain, and picked up those chalks that hadn't been completely destroyed with Xue Dingbang.

Chris Maeda struggled a few times before panting badly, his little face flushed red with anger, tears streaming down his face, and he clenched his fists and yelled at Yin Ren's desk: "Damn!!! Garbage! !! They are all shameless dogs!!!”

"Ah Fu, be good!" Xue Dingbang stood up suddenly, and threw all the chalk that had been put away on the clerk.He rushed over and grabbed Chris Maeda's skirt, "You must apologize!"

"Apologize? To whom?" Chris Maeda pushed Xue Dingbang with all his strength, and the material of Xue Dingbang's shoulders and neckline were deformed by the vigorous grabbing, "To the broken chalk, or these deceptive fakes? !!!”

Facing the interrogation directly to the soul, Xue Dingbang felt the fragility and simplicity of the language for the first time.

"These are all fake!!! It's fake!!!" Chris Maeda pushed Xue Dingbang away, and pushed the sign next to Yin Ren's desk to the ground, "The wall is fake! The table is fake! The fireplace is fake The record player is fake! The bookcase is fake! Even the people are fake! Fake! Fake!"

Xue Dingbang froze on the spot, staring blankly at Chris Maeda going crazy.

The clerk wanted to stop the crazy customer, no matter how many times he passed, he always beat him back.

The bookcase was pushed to the ground, and those fake books made of cardboard were thrown everywhere.

Chamberlain curled up in the corner of the sofa, coughed a few times, and kept persuading without any effect: "Mr. Maeda, please don't do this."

The phonograph was thrown to the ground and crushed, the printed paintings were thrown to the ground and shattered, and even the "fireplace" was kicked into an irreparable hole by Maeda Chris who ran away out of control.

Yes, these are fake.

They are in Tokyo, not New York.

This is the lounge of a large stationery store, not the study of Yin Ren's mansion.

Maeda Chris tore apart all the illusions, and put the bloody reality in front of Xue Dingbang.His commotion made a lot of noise, and the store manager ran over with security guards after a while.

Chris Maeda, who was thin and thin, went crazy and it was terrible that two strong men, the security guard and the shop assistant, barely subdued him and pushed him to the ground.He scratched the carpet in disbelief, swearing non-stop.

Xue Dingbang quickly explained to the store manager, and said that he would compensate the loss in the store.

The store manager shook his head, smiled, nodded and said, "Mr. Xue, actually, I didn't come here for this matter. The boss gave you a special order last year to leave a gift for you. Can you go to the reception room with me first?" ?”

Xue Dingbang glanced back, Maeda Chris heard that Xue Dingbang was leaving, looked at him eagerly, and shouted: "Dingbang! Don't leave me!!!"

"It won't take too long." The store manager just smiled, "Someone here will watch him, 5 minutes, okay?"

Xue Dingbang thought for a moment, then turned around and said, "Ah Fu, you can calm down here for a while."

No matter how Chris Maeda cried, Xue Dingbang remained indifferent.As soon as he left, Maeda Chris immediately quieted down.The security guard helped him up and pushed him to the other end of the sofa, while the clerk turned around to boil water and make tea.

Chamberlain, who was sitting at the other end of the sofa, mouthed: "Never give it to you!"