Bend That Male God

12

[Drip, welcome to the nightmare system. 】

[Congratulations to the host’s successful promotion and the opening of new skills, which can control a variety of emotions. 】

Qi Le'an stood in the darkness and heard the sound of the system in his mind. I've only used it a few times myself, why did I get promoted?

The desk in the corner was still there, and Qi Lean walked past the car familiarly.

The situation in his family is actually not complicated. Qi Le'an's grandfather is a farmer and has two sons. The eldest son is his uncle, and the youngest son is Qi Le'an's father. Not long after Qi Lean was born, her mother died. So my grandfather was very fond of this young son, and he vowed to let this child study and walk out of the farm.

Qi Le'an's father did not disappoint everyone. He was very talented in studying. He was recruited by the genius class at the age of fifteen, and he attended the university with a full scholarship and subsidy. In Qi Le'an's few memories of home, his father is a scientist whom everyone praises, and he has been dealing with scientific research all year round.

In that era, when one person stood out, a family could go to the sky. Qi Le'an's father changed his destiny by knowledge, and he took his father and brother out of the countryside and lived in the city. When Qi Lean's father was alive, his family respected him very much. Obviously young, but has the authority of the eldest son at home.

Uncle loves and fears this younger brother, and every time he sees Qi Le'an's father, he feels a low voice. If anyone in this world is most afraid of an uncle, it must be not the father who always beats his broom, but the younger brother who wears glasses and looks gentle.

Thinking of this, Qi Lean couldn't help laughing. I didn’t do bad things, I’m not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, what if I did bad things?

He lowered his head and began to write dreams on the dream machine, laughing while writing. Dad, thank you for blessing your children again.

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Qi Dazhu stayed in the hotel that night. He slept on a Thai latex mattress and the pillows were soft and soft. This hotel is high class, he has never stayed in such a high class hotel in his life.

When he came in the afternoon, he sneaked a few glances. The price of this hotel was expensive! Even the deposit must pay two hundred dollars, and when he leaves, he must take the two hundred dollars!

Qi Dazhu knocked Erlang's legs on the bed while nibbling melon seeds while watching TV, ignoring the "no smoking" sign on the bedside and smoking a pack of five-dollar cigarettes in the shop. This time it was really worth it! Not only the money, but also the high-end hotel! I might brag about going back!

Deep in the night, Qi Dazhu yawned, plucked the melon seeds on the bed to the ground, and then put on the clothes to cover the quilt and prepared to sleep.

Falling asleep, he suddenly felt that someone was looking at him, and suddenly a jitter was sitting up in a daze!

A person stood before the bed...no! That cannot be said to be human!

Qi Dazhu looked at Qi Xiaoguo, who was standing in front of him, with blood stains on his face. He smiled miserably at Qi Dazhu and said, "Dazhu..."

Qi Dazhu's crotch was hot, and a stream of heat leaked out of his pants, and a strong smell followed.

His dead brother never called his brother, but called his name Dazhu directly.

"Dazhu..."

The life-threatening voice continued to come, and Qi Dazhu flinched back, shouting, "Younger brother! I don't burn any paper for you every New Year! It's not you who killed me! Don't come to me!" "

Qi Xiaoguo, who wanted to risk the green light, smiled strangely again, and said, "My home An'an... miserable!"

When the sound fell, Qi Xiaoguo's face suddenly floated in front of Qi Dazhu, the two noses were facing each other, Qi Dazhu screamed loudly, kicking the quilt to hide!

Behind the wall, Qi Dazhu hit a cold thing. He looked back, and his brother and sister who had been in a plane crash with her husband were standing there, looking at themselves with their tongues out.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Qi Dazhu finally broke, and he suddenly opened his eyes!

The curtains were slit, and there was dim light outside. Qi Dazhu looked around in amazement, and the whole person was like a bird with a startled bow. TV channels replayed on TV channels, and Qi Dazhu shivered, picked up the phone at the head of the bed and pressed it to light it up, at 5:30 in the morning.

The bed was damp, and Qi Dazhu turned on all the lights in the house in a panic, and looked around suspiciously.

How can you dream of your own brother who is a dead ghost?

This dream... is too real?

Thinking of this, Qi Dazhu couldn't wait for a moment in bed. He got out of the bed and opened the curtains, panting, trembling and lighting a cigarette, and then calmed down after taking two bites.

No... this is wrong!

Qi Dazhu smoked a cigarette, and regardless of what it was at half past five, picked up his phone and called his cheap nephew!

Qi Lean slept faintly when he heard his mobile phone ringing, propped up his eyelids and looked at the number, sneered and tuned in to mute and continued to sleep. He fell asleep three times in the day, and he got lazy at eight o'clock. After washing, he went to the cafeteria to have breakfast. He picked up two buns that no one ate and took it to his uncle residence.

As soon as he reached the floor, he heard the uncle's rough noise and shouted, "I paid for it! Why can't you smoke here!"

Qi Le'an could slow down and watch from the corner.

The door of his uncle's room was wide open, and a hotel attendant was saying to the uncle: "Sir, smoking is subject to a Wu Baiyuan fine. You only touch the smoke alarm to let water spray out, our hotel is not responsible for this of."

Uncle was wet all over, picked up the phone and shouted: "I tell you! My nephew is a big star! You you you! Don't go too far!"

The waiter's eyes were full of contempt, he said: "Sir, we will call the police without accepting the fine."

With that said, the two security guards who were behind the waiter came forward. Uncle Pan Zhang began to call, Qi Lean's mobile phone has been mute, he saw that his phone did not answer the call. The two Kong Wu powerful security guards stepped forward and grabbed the uncle. The uncle panicked and said, "You guys! What are you doing! I'm giving money! Isn't it good to give money!"

Qi Lean sneered in the corner, and the background of the hotel that can be opened near Guangyao Entertainment was not low. It seems that this time it was really a mistake and a kick.

The uncle shuddered and counted five red renminbi out of his trouser pocket, reluctantly handing it to the waiter. The waiter was very well-maintained. He smiled and said to Uncle: "Sir, our hotel will check out on time at eleven o'clock. More than half an hour will be calculated based on the half-day room rate. Please prepare it early."

After talking, the waiter left the uncle's room with two security guards, and said hello to Lean with a smile when passing Qi Lean.

Qi Lean saw the uncle closed the door resentfully. He stood on the corner and played two rounds of greedy snakes before finishing his clothes and knocking on the door.

"Hasn't you paid the money just now!" Uncle rushed to open the door. At first sight, Qi Lean was stunned. He just wanted to get angry, and saw Qi Lean red eyes and whispered: "Uncle, sorry, I'm coming Now."

Qi Lean raised his head and wept bitterly, "Uncle, I dreamed of my father and mother last night."

His uncle looked at the thin nephew in front of him, and suddenly his eyes widened, cold sweat.

The two entered the house, Qi Lean handed the buns to the uncle, and said, "This is the buns in our cafeteria, specially bought for the uncle."

Uncle took the buns and suspiciously said: "Did you dream of your dad last night?"

Qi Lean nodded and smiled with satisfaction: "Father and mother said they had a good time over there, and they avenged me. But uncle, what kind of revenge does Mom and Dad get?"

The uncle's face became pale, and he became restless, and said, "They ... do they really say that?"

Qi Lean nodded cleverly and said innocently: "I don't know what my parents are talking about, but they said that if someone bullies me again, that person will be called...not to die."

Qi Le'an, the word "not to die", said very lightly, but Uncle's pupil shrank. The thing on the hotel table just fell off, and with a bang, his uncle's body trembled twice.

For the first time in his life, Qi Lean saw his uncle smiled a pleasing smile to himself. He said: "Small, Xiao An, how have you been recently? Is there any difficulty?"

Qi Lean smiled in his heart, but said on his mouth: "The last time...not so good. Because I have no money, I have been unable to eat enough."

Qi Le'an looks really wronged, a pitiful look. His uncle chilled in the side, did his younger brother find it because of this nephew? Will last night... will it be a warning?

The expression on Uncle's face changed, and finally, as if he had made up his mind, he pulled out two red tickets from his pocket and said, "Xiao An! You have this money!"

Qi Lean said with a horrified face: "Uncle? This, how can this be done! I can't hold your money! Auntie..."

Uncle squeezed money into Qi Lean's hands and smiled: "What are you talking about! Uncle gave his nephew a little money! What's wrong next time... next time your dad comes to you again, you will tell him that Well, let him go earlier!"

Qi Le'an took the money and moved: "Thank you uncle."

The smile on the uncle's face was frozen, and Qi Lean could see that he was bleeding. After giving the money, Uncle didn't seem to want to stay here for a moment, so he packed up and was ready to leave. Qi Le installed like to try to persuade his uncle to stay for a few more days, but Qi Dazhu looked around the room and felt a cold air coming from his face, carrying his luggage and preparing to go.

Qi Le installed as helpless, had to send his uncle to the bus station. Qi Dazhu didn't let Qi Le'an pay for the ticket this time. He bought the fastest train and went home.

After coming out of the bus station, Qi Lean raised a triumphant smile on his face. He was in a good mood and threw five dollars to the old man who was begging on the side of the road. Then he went to the small shop next to the bus station and took out the money his uncle had just given and bought a black card.