Wife Please Be Obedient

"what!"

There was another exclamation.

It's not Qin Guanglin, it's nothing wrong, but the dead waiter in the computer, who couldn't help calling out when someone stepped on his finger.

Qin Guanglin was sneaking at Why Why's little feet, and he couldn't help but look up at the computer when he heard the sound, his face suddenly bewildered.

The blood on the waiter's neck sprayed out for a long time, why did he stand up again? !

"Look, the foreplay for the first 20 minutes is for this moment." Why not take the chin and click in the direction of the computer, "Now is the real play."

"Reverse, so you like to watch this." Qin Guanglin looked a little serious.

The three men and the waiter were in the same group, in order to deceive the fourth person they invited. The man was a rich man. The rich man panicked when he saw the dead man. Hearing one of them said that he could spend money to settle the matter, he was about to pay. The waiter accidentally stepped on his finger when he was making money, which made their trap leak.

Plan to declare bankruptcy.

"It's a bit of a routine." Qin Guanglin shook his head when he saw the screen went black, "That's it..."

Before finishing the words, the screen lights up again.

night.

restaurant.

Four people are sitting together preparing to eat.

The rich man dressed as a waiter brought the meal to the table and then smiled at the camera.

...

Qin Guanglin swallowed the second half of the words back, and the ending scene was too bright.

"Interesting?" Why not ask.

"Well, very good." Qin Guanglin nodded.

The first half of the routine of wanting to promote and suppress, the first half is boring like holding back urine, and at the end comes a reversal and sprinkles it happily, which is quite satisfactory, and can only be said to be a little dazzling.

The key last scene is like shivering again after a happy sprinkling...Eh, this is very comfortable.

The finishing touch.

"Have you touched it?" Why not ask again.

"..."

"Let's go, run."

Satisfied, he climbed down from the bed to turn off the computer, looked back, and walked to the bed to wipe the oil, so when he gritted his teeth, he went out and took the door, "Change clothes quickly."

Angrily shook his fist at Menkong, why not help but laughed, stood up and took off his nightdress, looked down at his body, a trace of pride appeared between his eyebrows.

Humph, greedy him to death.

Changed into sportswear and went out downstairs, the crescent moon hung sharply in the sky, and the evening breeze was blowing. It was not as stuffy as the previous two days, and had the coolness that summer nights should have.

"You have to run a little bit more? I think it's enough to run to the stone bridge in front and come back." Qin Guanglin tried to bargain, "It's not a race, just run."

"Do you want to touch it again?" Why not leaned on his shoulder and asked with a smile.

"I think one hour is very appropriate."

Qin Guanglin nodded confidently, "It's half past eight, and I will return at nine o'clock, and then run back again."

"What are you waiting for?"

Why not look left and right, picked up the twig that he had thrown there last night from the root of the wall, and lightly twitched behind him, "Go!"

"You keep up."

Two people one after another, on the street at night, slowly ran forward under the dim street lights.

...

Ramen restaurant.

Sun Wen gurgled off half a bottle of beer, then burped on the table with a bang.

The noodles have not been served yet, there is already an empty bottle on the table, this is the second bottle.

Somehow when I got off work, I was sitting in the car in a daze and went back to my previous residence. When I reached out to touch the key, I remembered that he was no longer there.

He had moved out as early as midnight on Saturday, and the house had nothing to do with him.

Touching his stomach and turning his head to look around, Sun Wen squeaked his teeth.

Really boring.

What should you do now?

Quarrel...or watch a Korean drama with her.

It's not bad to think about it, at least it can be noisy, and now it's not noisy if you want to.

He shook his head and laughed, holding up the remaining half of the bottle and drinking it, "Boss, get another bottle of beer."

"Don't drink too much." The proprietress brought the beer over and put it on the table, and couldn't help but remind.

The 1.9-meter-old man sitting in his store and drinking wine was a little worried. If he drank too much, it would be troublesome to cause trouble.

"Don't worry, I can drink."

Sun Wen didn't care, he didn't pick up the beer wrench she handed over, and took the chopsticks to pry at the mouth of the bottle.

boom!

The beer cap flew high.

What I want is this feeling... Sun Wen threw his chopsticks aside, and took another two mouthfuls.

He raised his head and opened his mouth to let out a sigh of relief. Seeing that the proprietress was sitting back and looking at him, he smiled, "It's too hot in summer, so I have to drink two bottles of beer to relieve the heat."

After half a bottle, the steaming noodles were served on the table. Sun Wen dug a spoonful of chili and threw it in, poured the vinegar and stirred it, and started to eat.

Cheeks, smooth.

The taste is very good, much better than the noodle shop downstairs where I used to rent.

"You chili is delicious." After he finished eating, he wiped his mouth and boasted to the lady boss, "The noodles are also good, fragrant."

"I have been doing this for many years, and I can't learn his noodle making skills." The lady boss smiled and transferred the praise to the chubby boss next to her.

"Hey, I have an exclusive trick for kneading noodles that others will not learn."

The boss's proud eyebrows are raised, and every time someone praises the noodles he makes is delicious, he will show this look of joy, "If you like it, come often."

"Well, I will come tomorrow." Sun Wen nodded, raised his head and drank the remaining half bottle of wine, and took out his wallet from his trouser pocket. "How much?"

"Three bottles of beer and a bowl of noodles, 21 pieces."

"give."

Passing the money to the proprietress, Sun Wenzhuang picked up his wallet and turned out to the street. He stopped and looked around. After thinking about it, there was nothing to do, so he went back to the hotel.

I haven't found a house to rent yet, so I can only stay in a hotel temporarily and wait for the weekend to consider renting a house.

A hotel is much more comfortable than renting a house. Someone cleans the sanitation and some people change the sheets. Even the noise outside in the middle of the night is too loud, which makes it easy to lose sleep.

Lie on the bed and stretched his body into a big font. Sun Wen closed his eyes and lay quietly for a while, then got up to the table and turned on the computer, planning to play two games.

It's good for no one to dominate the computer and watch Korean dramas.

The computer is turned on, and the screen shows a group photo of the two people, sitting at the dinner table, hugging each other face to face, smiling happily.

It seems that when he first rented a house together, he made a big table to celebrate, and the two of them took a photo before eating.

Sun Wen frowned and opened the photo folder to replace it. As a result, there were hundreds of pictures in the photo folder. At a glance, they were all photos of the two of them.

"laugh."

He looked at the photos with a mocking smile, pressed the keyboard to clear it, hesitated looking at the confirmation box above, clicked Cancel, and then opened the photos to flip through.

One by one, all memories.

They are all memories from a year ago or even earlier, and few photos have been taken in the past year.

Has it already started so early...

Sun Wen was stunned at the screen, sliding his fingers on the mouse wheel lightly, the face in the photo zoomed in little by little, and the smile between her eyebrows became clearer and clearer.

Gradually, that eye took up the entire screen, and he was still sliding the scroll wheel, continuing to zoom in, then zoom in again.

Zoom in to the end and only one mosaic remains.

"Hey." Sun Wen smiled at the screen, this colorful patch was almost the same as the paint he had painted.

He leaned back and wanted to look a little further, but forgot that under his **** was not the company's back chair, but a four-corner stool.

boom!

Wow!

"grass!"

A series of people turned their backs on their backs, and the power cord pulled the computer and fell on him.

The room became quiet again.

He seemed to be extremely tired, exhaling softly, lying on the floor without wanting to move again.