Chapter 561

Yu Zimu lowered his head and drank a mouthful of mellow and bitter coffee. After the bitter taste slowly flowed into his stomach, he suddenly smiled at Wan Chuer.

"Don't be heavy for me. In fact, it's very good. How to gain wisdom without taking a cut? The suffering once was wealth. Isn't this a classic saying?"

Wan chu'er looked unchanged and asked, "what happened later?"

"Later? Naturally, I went to find her. Unfortunately, I didn't see her, so they asked someone to throw me out. The second time I went to them, they took me to the police station and ate in prison for a few days. You see how rich my experience is. I've eaten all the prison meals in foreign countries. It doesn't taste very good. "

"I'm not a stupid person, so I woke up naturally. After waking up, I was unwilling. I used some small savings to find reporters from several tabloid newspapers. I wanted to expose it, but I, a foreign monk, really couldn't read them. They cut it off before reporting. It's the most poisonous woman. I'm talking about their mother and daughter, not you. Of course, you're a good man.

They even found a gang and wanted to kill me, so that I couldn't open my mouth and smash the mess. I knew that I would stay there again, but a mantis blocked my arm and hit a stone with an egg, so I ran away. It took a lot of effort and finally ran back to my country. "

"Well, my story is over. How about it? Is it credible? " Yu Zimu immediately recovered his playful appearance and asked Wan chu'er with a smile.

Wan chu'er looked at his black and bright eyes and faintly highlighted a few words: "you are not only stupid, but also counselled!"

It's just that I was cheated at the beginning. After several years of cooperation, I didn't even see what kind of person my partner was. I fell in love with the devil. It's not stupid.

After others abandoned persecution, they ran back. They didn't want to take revenge and vent their anger. They were reduced to tramps.

Yu Zimu was stunned. Unexpectedly, Wan Chuer would hit him like this.

After a while, he murmured, "I used to be stupid, but after two years of thinking, I won't be stupid again. It's not too late for Gou Jian to take revenge. I'll kill him back. "

Wan Chuer raised his eyebrow and said, "next, please prove your left hand skill to me. If we can cooperate happily, I don't mind being used by you for revenge."

Yu Zimu Huoran looked at Wan chu'er. This time there was no laughter. He was surprised and said, "did you guess?"

Guess why he found her?

What? A glass of water, 200 yuan of kindness. Forget it. People who have experienced such setbacks can no longer be impulsive.

Wan Chuer nodded faintly.

Yu Zimu suddenly smiled bitterly: "it seems that I'm still smart."

"It's estimated that you've been out with fools for a long time and have been affected. Come back and explain more to normal people, and you'll recover."

"You... Are so humorous." Yu Zimu said awkwardly.

Wan Chuer: "it's the first time I've heard someone evaluate me like this."

Yu Zimu asked the waiter of the coffee shop for two pieces of paper and a pen. He smiled at Wan Chuer and said, "I've been talking to you for a long time. I'm inspired. I just draw it now."

"OK, feel free." Wan Chuer said.

Yu Zimu nodded. His expression changed. He lowered his head and moved the brush attentively to outline the picture.

Wan Chuer looked at it for a while. He couldn't see whether it was good or bad. He just felt that his left hand was really flexible. People who didn't know would think he was left-handed.

At this time, Jiang Kechu called and Wan Chuer hurriedly answered. He wanted to tell Yu Zimu. As a result, Yu Zimu closed himself and devoted all his spirit to the design in front of him. Wan Chuer had to move to the seat at the other end, three tables away from Yu Zimu.

"Why don't you go home?" Jiang Kechu asked on the phone.

Wan chu'er whispered with a smile, "I'm talking to someone. Are you home?"

"Well, I bought you delicious food." Jiang Kechu said, "if you don't go home again, you will be eaten by your daughter's little greedy ghost. She hasn't found it yet. You know her nose is very clever."

Thinking of the legendary snack, Wan Chuer couldn't help laughing and said coquettishly, "no, you must keep it for me. I'll eat it when I get home in the evening."

"OK, I know." Jiang Kechu dotingly agreed, and then asked, "who are you talking to? Male, female? "

Wan Chuer could imagine that Jiang Kechu was pretending to be calm. He looked at Yu Zimu who was still painting with his head down and said in a low voice: "don't be paranoid all day. I don't like anyone except you. "

Jiang Kechu's low and proud laughter came over the phone, "where are you? Let me pick you up?"

Wan chu'er thought for a moment and said, "two hours later, you come to Jinhui emperor building to find me."

"OK." Jiang Kechu was in a happy mood and was about to hang up. At this time, the little legend saw him running over and shouted, "Dad, are you talking to your mother? I want to talk to my mother, too."

"Legend wants to talk to you, you wait."

"Mom, why don't you go home?" Asked the legend.

Wan Chuer said gently, "mom is working. Later, dad will pick her up."“ I'm going to pick up my mother, too. " The legend said immediately“ If my father agrees, my mother will. " Wan Chuer deliberately kicked the ball to Jiang Kechu. Yu Zimu quickly drew the picture in his hand. There was no colored pen here. It was a pity that he couldn't color it. But when he went back later, he would do it again. He looked at it again and felt satisfied. I looked up but didn't find Wan Chuer. Did you leave? Yu Zimu felt a little lost. He wanted to see Wan Chuer's affirmation. Looking around, Yu Zimu soon found Wan Chuer sitting on the phone in the distance. He was surprised to say hello. Suddenly, he found that Wan Chuer was like a different person, without the sharp and cold just now. Now the whole person has become very soft, like a circle of Holy Light lingering around her. Yu Zimu thought of the falling snow he had seen in Yulong mountain. He was holy and naughty. He fell into a deep thought. Then he put the paper aside and bowed his head again. At this time, if there was a torrent colliding in his mind, he wished he could fly with both hands. He described and expressed this feeling of collision as soon as possible. Although his left hand had been much better after such a long time of training, it was still not as agile as his right hand. He hated his stupidity. The idea flashed away and focused more on his men. Wan Chuer finished talking with Chuanqi on the phone. He looked up and saw that Yu Zimu was still painting and swept it to the table. It seemed that there was a good painting, so he came over. Yu Zimu still has no feeling for the outside world, and is admired seriously. Wan Chuer picked up the picture and looked at it carefully. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.