You don't love me? Is there another dog out there?
Listen to Lu Xing's night, the green veins of his forehead jump straight: "do you want to have a holiday?"
"Yes, I'll go." With that, Yan Chu's figure disappeared quickly in front of Lu Xingye.
Where is melancholy before dare feeling, it is false in affliction.
Yan Chu is a great dramatist.
Lu Xingye stood up and stood in front of the French window, looking at the scenery outside. His mouth was slightly crooked. In fact, Yan Chu was making his own death every time!
This brain hole big, can be a screenwriter, this plot must be bloody, but it should still have a little market.
Well, a little bit of Yan Chu's value is developed. It's not bad.
"Mr. Lu, you stand there alone and smile so strangely. Are you calculating who again?"
Lu Xingye heard a lazy voice and looked back to see Gu Qingge with his hands around his chest. He leaned lazily against the wall and joked.
"Have you had enough sleep since you came here so early?"
Lu Xingye immediately goes to Gu Qingge's side and asks with concern.
"I won't get up if I don't get enough sleep." Gu Qingge said with a smile, "don't change the topic. What were you thinking just now? What are you prepared to calculate? "
Lu Xingye tells Gu Qingge what Yan Chu said to him just now. He leans Gu Qingge against Lu Xingye with a smile. He really has no strength to laugh.
"Mr. Lu, are Yan Chu's brain circuits different from others?"
"It must be different." Lu Xingye answered in the affirmative. He didn't think it was normal for Yan Chu to look like this.
"Although the brain hole is relatively large, the logic is very strong." Gu Qingge affirmed Yan Chu.
"So, what do you think of Yan Chu's development as a screenwriter?" Lu Xingye's serious face.
"Is the direction of the story more strange?" Gu Qingge couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Lu, do you want to cultivate Yan Chu's all-round development?"
"Otherwise, he can't find an object if he has no face value and is not good enough."
Listening to Lu Xingye's serious nonsense, Gu Qingge feels that he is about to die of laughter.
When did Mr. Lu in her family talk so funny?
Enough of laughing, Gu Qingge's eyes were full of banter, and the corners of his mouth were slightly crooked: "I don't know if Yan Chu will have a very happy holiday?"
"He doesn't have to be on the plane." Lu Xing night did not want to make complaints about it. He knew that the time was coming and he chatted with him for a long time.
As soon as the voice of Lu hang night fell, the wechat message of the mobile phone started to sound.
Lu Xingye took his mobile phone and took a look. It turned out that it was a message sent by Yan Chu. When he opened it, it was still a voice message.
Before the voice was turned on, Lu Xingye could be sure that Yan Chu's tone of voice must be very bad, certainly.
Sure enough
Yan Chu: hahaha, YeGe, I have successfully arrived at the airport. Your conspiracy will not succeed. You said, as long as I can catch the plane, I will put it as long as I want. I will turn off the phone. Don't look for me. Don't say I can't be contacted at that time. I have a long vacation.
When Lu Xingye heard Yan Chu's words, his face sank slightly. He was either angry or thought Yan Chu was really killing himself!
"Mr. Lu, do you think Yan Chu wants to laugh me to death so as to inherit my legacy?" Gu Qingge thinks that Yan Chu's words, especially recently, have become more and more funny and deadly.