Chapter 52

Since Lin Wu came in, Fang Yuan has rarely dreamed.

Even if it was a dream, I also had some relaxed and pleasant dreams. I never dreamed of Lop Nur or the mysterious man in black.

That strange dream has gradually been forgotten by him.

But tonight, he dreamed of that big ear again.

However, the man walking in the big ear is not the mysterious man in black.

A girl in white gauze.

The girl is a mixed Asian and European child. Her long black hair is like silk, but her eyes are as blue as sea water, her skin is as white as snow, and her nose is very high. It is an obvious white feature.

In short, this woman is not very pure. In addition to her long black hair, she is a standard Eastern European beauty, whether she has a head of 1.76 meters or a hot figure with convex front and backward tilt.

Eastern European beauty is the most perfect woman in the world.

Especially when she still has the delicate skin of Asians. When she smiles, enough men forget their charming face when their last name is. In addition to praising that she is the ultimate beauty caused by God's negotiation with the devil, Fangyuan really can't think of any words to describe her.

Since the girl was created by God and the devil, she must have the characteristics of the devil.

She has the appearance that angels are ashamed of themselves, but she has a vicious heart that the devil will be satisfied with.

"My surname is Hua. My name is Hua Xiaoyao."

Even in a dream, Fang Yuan can remember the first words she said when she first met the flower demon.

Flower demon, suddenly heard, very tacky name.

But as long as you look at her carefully, you will feel that no other name is worthy of her except this name.

Flower goblins, flower goblins.

Fang Yuan dares to swear: everyone who sees the flower demon will think she is a young woman.

In addition to the women who have long been nourished by men, which girl can have her charming demeanor?

Which girl can make people think of ripe peaches at the first sight. As long as you use a straw, you can taste the sweetest taste in the world?

But Fang Yuan dares to use his head to ensure that the flower demon is a girl who has just turned 17 after this year's Mid Autumn Festival.

Absolutely original.

Her mature to the extreme figure, her smile can make people soft and charming. It's just the best gift given to her by the devil.

Fang Yuan felt that at the moment when he was about to close his eyes and die, if he recalled the most regretful thing in his life, he knew the flower demon and kissed her on the lips.

Her lips are soft, fragrant and sweet, but more of them are the taste of regret.

That year, the flower demon was 13 years old, but she had the mature body of a 33 year old young woman.

After being kissed by Fang Yuan, the 13-year-old flower demon stayed for a long time and said, "remember, from this moment on, you are my man. You have to wait until I grow up. If you don't have permission, one of the other women will be killed. I don't care if you have permission. Believe me, I'm not kidding. I have the ability. "

Fang Yuan believed what she said.

He couldn't help believing it because she was a flower demon.

She is -- the oldest, most hidden and most powerful family on this planet.

It is said that their family already existed in the period of King Wen of Zhou Dynasty.

Is this bullshit?

But whether it was donkey's fart or not, if Fang Yuan had known this, he would never kiss her on the evening beach where the clouds seemed to be burning by fire.

Even with a knife around his neck.

With a kiss, Fangyuan paid a heavy price.

In the three years from the age of 13 to the age of 16, the flower demon had a total of seven women in the area with great ambition of playing the world.

Among the seven women, two are European and American stars, three urban white-collar workers, the daughter of a fisherman, and one is the wife of a drug lord -- without exception, the seven women lost their beauty in various unimaginable ways within a month after being contacted by the surrounding area.

I didn't kill Boya, but Boya died because of me.

This sentence is the true psychological portrayal of these women after their death.

Fang Yuan wanted to get justice for the innocent women who were killed. In fact, he did the same.

But it is a pity that no matter how hard he made and how persistent he was, he was thrown at his feet like a dead dog four times.

Being thrown at the feet of women and looked down like a donkey is definitely a man's biggest shame.

But Fang Yuan can only take these humiliations as bitter wine and drink them by himself.

No way, the flower demon let him understand a truth: no matter how powerful a man has, it seems that he can only end up in failure in front of extreme intelligence.

The flower demon is a goblin.

What Fang Yuan wants to do, even if it is a sudden whim, she can guess and make arrangements in advance, just like a roundworm in his stomach.

After the wife of the Colombian drug lord drowned in her heavily guarded swimming pool, Fang Yuan finally understood what, so she immediately returned to her hometown in China without looking back.

He hoped that he could stay away from the goblin, be an ordinary person and live an ordinary life of ordinary people.

Of course, he knew that no matter where he fled, he could not hide from the flowering demon.

It's just an extravagant hope that when the goblin grows up, she can find that there are so many young talents hundreds of times stronger than him in the world. He's just a bastard who takes advantage of others on a whim. It's really not worth her being so serious.

Good.

There was no news of the flower demon in the half year when Fang Yuan returned to the king of Tang Dynasty.

But why did he suddenly appear in his dream tonight?

Could it be said that the goblin was so domineering that he couldn't even dream of letting him go?

This feeling of exhaustion and collapse makes Fangyuan want to go crazy, break the precepts and kill people!

Only kill the flower demon.

But who is willing to kill a girl like that?

It was precisely because she didn't kill people that Fang Yuan was thrown at the feet of the flower demon like a dead dog four times. Looking at her beautiful long legs, she wanted to cry without tears.

When people wake up from nightmares, they always feel very tired, just like Fangyuan.

When he opened his eyes, it was already daybreak, and the happy cry of a donkey chasing a sparrow came from the yard.

The virtual shadow of the flower demon was gradually diluted by the sky light.

"Dead goblin!"

Fang Yuan scolded in a low voice, turned over and got up. He felt sore all over. He couldn't help but make a hum that a girl would make the first time.

Immediately, the donkey with very sensitive ears jumped into the main room and opened the door with its claws. It seemed that its small body was about to be broken. It was very flattering to pick up the shoes that my brother kicked out last night and put them in front of the Kang.

Whoever sees such a sensible dog will feel better.

"Get rid of her flower demon. Don't annoy me, or I'll really fuck you."

After Mr. Fang made a cruel, he put on his vest with his gloves, went down the Kang and pulled his slippers to the yard.

"Good morning!"

As soon as he came out, he saw Lin Wu's delicate smiling face.

Why should a man have such a delicate face?

It's really awkward.

If he hadn't been setting breakfast on the stone table, Fang Yuan would have disdained to pay attention to him.

"Well, the sun still comes out from the East today."

Fang Yuan wondered why Lin Wu made breakfast again.

But then he understood: This is because Chu Nannan is leaving. Lin Wu is cooking to celebrate.

A stingy man will never become a big climate -- in the face of Lin Wu's cooking again, Fang Yuan didn't mean to say this, looked back and asked Westinghouse, "she must like it when she gets up and sees you cook after dinner."

"She left long ago."

Lin Wu said faintly.

Fang Yuan was stunned: "what? She left long ago? "

"Well, at half past five, she left as soon as I got up."

"You didn't say goodbye to me so early."

Fang Yuan muttered something discontentedly and asked, "didn't she steal anything?"

Lin Wu smiled: "our family, what is worth her stealing?"

"Hey, hey, too."

Fang Yuan smiled and dragged his slippers into the bathroom.

Let Chu Nannan, who lies on his body like a vampire, go away. It's the biggest wish of Fangyuan since this period of time.

But when she really had to go, he had an unspeakable emptiness in his heart.

Can it be said that after only half a month's work, he has adapted to her existence?

Lin Wu's breakfast is much more delicious than what he sells outside.

Even the donkey felt the same way and ate four flower rolls at one go.

I'm really a good eater. I'm not afraid to eat my brother poor.

After breakfast, Fangyuan pushed the bowl like an uncle, raised his hand and wiped his mouth. When he was ready to go back to the house to change his clothes, Lin Wu said, "these days, I've thought about it and am ready to be a grain and oil agent."

"What?"

The radius is a little unknown, so.

"Didn't you give me 300000 to do some small business?"

Lin Wu paused for a moment, and then said, "these days, I've been thinking about what to do. As you said, it's too worrying to open a steamed stuffed bun shop or something, and there's no future for development -- by chance, I found it good to open a grain and oil monopoly store. "

People pay more and more attention to the improvement of food quality.

Edible oil is indispensable to everyone.

After Lin Wu's "market inspection" these days, she found that there were only three grain and oil stores in the whole downtown area of Tang Dynasty, except supermarkets and stores.

He fell in love and decided to open one.

Fang Yuan expressed doubt: "is this OK? How much can you earn by selling on a commission basis? Besides, now the supermarket is engaged in activities almost every day, and people are used to buying in the supermarket. Who will go to your shop? "

"We do wholesale."

Lin Wu said, "retail is just a carry on. Have you thought about it? In fact, the largest market for edible oil is not in supermarkets, but in corporate welfare. "

For many years, most enterprises usually give employees a bucket of oil and a box of fish during the new year's festival.

Lin Wu took a fancy to this and was ready to be a famous edible oil agent and try his best to sell it to enterprises.

It's the Spring Festival in a few months. If Lin Wu can handle an enterprise, such as Shentong express, and sell hundreds of thousands of barrels at once, it's a big profit.

But just acting as an agent, Lin Wu is not satisfied.

He hopes that when he gets bigger, he can open his own oil refinery and create his own brand.

Listening to Lin Wu's eloquence, Mr. Fang nodded one after another.

Finally, he dropped a sentence: "OK, just do it as you see, I don't care."

Lin Wu reluctantly pursed the corners of his mouth and was too lazy to discuss these with him: "don't go first. I have something to ask you."