But when I went downstairs, I understood why my right eyelid jumped more than once.
When the flowers were crammed into the dustbin by me, they were seen by the Lord.
An Xun didn't know when he came. He suddenly said, "Yo, this is not what you want?"
He watched me throw away the flower and stood behind me unconsciously.
Frivolously provoked my chin, "if you don't like it, I'll change it for you next time. You'll always like it."
Although the words were ambiguous, his eyes were full of ridicule.
I almost forgot that in his eyes, people like me can take them away as long as they wave and give some money.
He also said before that if you can't take it away, the price is not in place.
"No."
I was caught, but I was embarrassed for a moment, then shook my head and avoided his hand.
He looked at me with contempt and ponder, and said, "do you think the price is not high enough? Do you want flowers made of RMB?"
"Yes."
I smiled brightly at him, made exaggerated gestures and said, "I want a lot of money. How can this be enough? With the ability to settle down, it's not enough to send beggars?"
He mocked me, I said with the same irony.
"Last time I said cooperation, I still didn't intend to consider it?"
An Xun is not interested, but he is still asking what I said before.
His cooperation with me was nothing more than internal and external response. On the one hand, he tried to bring down the Qin family and on the other hand, he was in response to Qin Langjun.
I am the most suitable combination of these conditions.
"Consider what?"
I widened my eyes and looked at him with an innocent look, but I laughed in my heart.
I don't want to discuss such a meaningless topic at all.
He asked, it's better to ask me directly, how are you going to die, or ask me, have you lived enough.
To do such a thing under Qin Langjun's eyelids, I want to find stimulation, so I can really do it.
Just think of the extent of his ruthlessness, he never procrastinates, and decisively surprised me. How could I get together to find such discomfort.
When he looked at an Xun again, he was not interested in dealing with it.
But just because I want to go doesn't mean he let me go.
"I said, I can give you whatever he can give you, and isn't your brother still in the bureau now? You really don't want to help get it out?"
The condition put forward by an Xun is more attractive.
When he smiled, he looked like a real fox. His eyes and tail were slightly picked up, full of pure light and calculation.
It seems harmless, if I didn't know what he had done by accident.
There are many women he has played with. They are all willing to betray the gold Lord and work for him. The later results are needless to mention.
What happens to betrayers.
"After decades of education, an Shao learned to dig the foot of the wall?"
When I heard this scattered cold voice, my heart basically settled down.
If an Xun continues to pester, I really don't know what to do.
An Xun's face suddenly looked ugly. Looking back, he looked even worse.
"If you dig the corner of the wall, you have to see if the root of the wall is not firm. You can't blame my shovel for being too sharp, can you?"
Who says there is no war between men? The Kung Fu of these words is basically filled with gunsmoke.
Qin Langjun changed into a light colored dress. His eyes were deep, with a little smile. His facial features were three-dimensional and a little fierce. His momentum alone was enough to press people.
It seems that any clothes look good on him.
I've seen him wear many colors of clothes, which are basically suitable. Sure enough, some people are born with clothes shelves. They don't need to match deliberately, which is enough to attract people's attention.
"If a shovel dares to come to me, the first thing I have to do is break it."
As soon as Qin Langjun opened his mouth, his voice came out lazily, with a sense of dandy, but it was expensive.
That's direct enough.
But I kept my eyes on my nose and didn't get involved.
An Xun can't deal with Qin Langjun, but he can always deal with me. Just like these times, he has made me stumble everywhere.
If I didn't really like the design industry and could use this place to realize my dream, I would have quit long ago.
When I say something like this, someone will always ridicule me.
Many people think that I have sold myself, and the so-called dream is basically to tarnish the dream.
But I just have this idea. Even if I'm not short of money now, I still can't help but want to do what I want to do.
That's it.
"Not yet?"
Qin Langjun opened his mouth. His voice was hoarse and long, with enough magnetism. His voice was better than that night broadcast.
I walked up to him and stood obediently.
He raised his arm and wrapped me in his arms. There was still a burning cigarette in his other hand, but he didn't smoke.
He leaned against the car around me, against an Xun's car.
"Before marriage, don't you have opportunities? I'm curious to see if there are people I can't dig."
After an Xun's face changed, he quickly recovered his original wanton and careless appearance.
Even the car he came to this time was particularly fussy.
Watching his face change, I was more vigilant in my heart.
I don't know. An Xun really took a fancy to me before he made this step. To be exact, I'm just the stepping stone.
If it were other women, it could be replaced.
But even when I thought of this, I didn't relax at all. I'm afraid I will meet an Xun many times in the future.
"Oh."
When hearing the words similar to the declaration of war, Qin Langjun just lengthened his tone, his eyes were so loose that he didn't have much look, and stretched out his hand to put out the cigarette end.
Of course, it was crushed in an Xun's car and thrown away.
The whole process is smooth and natural.
It seems that this is not an expensive car, but an ashtray.
I was even more surprised.
What exactly is the contradiction between the two people, will be sharp everywhere.
I didn't look at these two people directly, but pretended to look down at the tip of my shoes and secretly glanced at them with the remaining light from the corner of my eye.
An Xun's face was not very good. Although he still had a sarcastic smile, he could hardly hang up.
But there were no waves on Qin Langjun's face, and there were no defects at all.
Every time, I can't find any useful news from his face. He is like an ancient well. The waves are not happy, which makes people more frightened and awed.