When I woke up in the morning, the weather was very good and I felt very comfortable all over. I raised my wrist and saw that it was past nine o'clock.

On the second day of the first lunar month, I got up, put on my underwear, put on clothes, and stretched my waist. Suddenly I felt something was wrong. I had a lot of steps to get up this morning. The habits should not be broken, and if they were broken, something would happen. I lay down again and did it again, and then I realized that I was wearing underwear this morning. I remember that I rarely slept naked at night, so I remembered that the doctor came to make trouble last night. I wouldn’t abuse me while I was sleeping? I couldn’t help but feel cold inside. I felt that there was nothing discomfort. I no longer thought about it.

I turned on the computer and searched for Mixue Vicki's "**", and opened it to the maximum notation, and fisted it to the rhythm. Damn it, I couldn't keep up with the rhythm. This is my favorite song in high school.

I slowly sensed my body, slowly held my breath, opened the door, and breathed. The world is so wonderful.

When I went to the toilet, I saw the cold frost brushing my teeth. I greeted me and saw me: "Oha wants Guda Yimas." She said strangely: "Have you learned Japanese from Sister Xiaoli?"

That woman, go to hell. I pushed Hanshuang away a little, and snatched her seat to wash her face. Hanshuang pushed me away again: "You won't be upstairs anymore, I'll fight with others."

I wiped my face and said, "Damn, who is so cold? Isn't this going to go to the bathroom? By the way. Alas, did you sleep very late last night? It seems that you just got up."

"We were sleeping well, but Duan Yuxu woke us up later."

I asked carefully, "Is that right? That child is just a pervert. Why did she wake you up? Your sister Xiaoli sleeps lightly, are you also sleeping lightly?"

Hanshuang raised her white neck and rinsed her mouth, wiping her mouth: "I don't know what's wrong with her. It was late at night. She suddenly wiped her hands with a towel, and her hands were shouting abnormally. Later, Sister Xiaoli woke me up, and then we chatted for a while before going to bed... Oh, by the way, were you back last night? We waited for you to eat before we didn't see you back."

I felt the corners of my mouth twitching, and my lower body was still chilly: "I had a meal with my friend - didn't that girl say why I wiped my hands? It was late at night."

Han Shuang looked at me strangely: "I said Brother Scorpion, don't you think about Duan Yuxu?"

I felt nauseous: "Where are you? Where are you thinking? By the way, where are they? You won't be still sleeping, are you?"

Han Shuang looked at me again, as if she wanted to identify my reaction several times in her heart: "Sister Xu answered the phone early in the morning and went to the hospital. Sister Xiaoli went upstairs to get her teeth, so she probably brushed it on it."

I responded casually, and suddenly remembered the dv last night. Just as I was about to go upstairs, Han Shuang called me again and called me mysteriously, and whispered: "Brother Scorpion, it's not me, don't be sorry to me, Sister Xiaoli. I haven't seen her laugh at any boy. Now you all live together, you... don't abandon me or something."

Looking at her sincere eyes, I was speechless. I was suddenly disgusted with this topic for some reason. I smiled bitterly and went upstairs.

The woman really washed up on it and tied her hair with a ponytail. Not to mention, as far as my hobby is concerned, she tied her ponytail is the best I have ever seen. Damn, don't worry about her.

The short video of "The World of Desire" was over an hour plus editing. Damn, it was so damn perverted. Now it's non-mainstream. I really don't know what my parents were born for. The things that happened later were probably taken by them on the way home after a party at home. The picture was not very good, it was dark and colorful. But I was very interested in the back and saw myself appearing on something similar to TV. However, the two women obviously did not regard me as the protagonist, but were just flashing the way I walked along the side and the red fireworks on their mouths. The dark street behind me, the signs in the night on both sides were flashing blue and red. There was also a figure that was still stable in black.

Wait, black shadow? I stayed there for less than half an hour, and it seemed that I didn't see anyone staying there. I quickly retreated. Indeed, the figure was there during the period from the time I took pictures to the street lights. Moreover, the distance between me was fixed.

Suddenly, I was a little creepy, and I quickly went in again, followed by a strange scene. After thinking about it, I realized that it must be that the DV was still on when it fell to the ground, and it was still facing my direction. The black shadow was very uncomfortable, but it was still there. Later, there were some swaying scenes, which were the reasons why I walked in my hand.

I stopped watching the one behind. I slowly put down my dv, and my brows were frowned unconsciously.

Who would it be? Is it a coincidence? It would be better. I comfort myself, but at the same time, it is more profoundly psychological fear and confusion. If there is really a hotkey tracking, who would it be? The rich second generation who was shocked last time? Besides that, I couldn't think of anyone else, what does it mean to just follow me but not to do it? That's not the one who cut me off, it was him that I had been ruined last night, and I didn't have to have a fight with the doctor all night. Who would it be? Take a step back, if it's really a rich second generation, why did he follow me? What was the reason for the last thank you? Or was it related to the corpse? The person behind the scenes knew that I was the first person to see the corpse and hid it on his own initiative? That doesn't make sense.

My mind was messy and I had no idea.**! I couldn't help but curse in English and threw the pillow to the ground. Just as the woman came in, she saw that I was her pillow, and she kicked and beat me up.

And this woman, what would she do? I don't think it's just that simple reason that made her torture and entanglement. I even asked Xiaoxiao accidentally last night, jokingly saying that if I molested her, she would be so kind to me in the future. She was drunk and felt very happy. She said that she would definitely find someone to kill me, okay? It would be nice to not castrate. Yes, this is the real and normal reaction. I think from another perspective, I will definitely do it. In order to let my classmates know that she was not raped or molested, it can be said that her boyfriend came to see her that they were better than the newlyweds. After a shot of the man, he left. This is also normal. I have seen this situation no less than ten times. Chen Xu was like that. The little girl came to him from afar so that he could be stabbed several times, and then got up at noon and tilted her body

The aisle. Japanese women don’t have to pull me out for a live version, not to mention that she is not afraid that I will tell her some reality in front of her boyfriend. And she doesn’t care if I am drunk. More importantly, through Han Shuang and the others, Japanese women are originally very noble and cold women. Not to mention men, even the dormitory people are not very good, otherwise the dimples and girls would not have to be so incompatible with Japanese women when they first came here. I guess one thing was to see what kind of man conquered her, and the other was that a noble person suddenly wanted to prove in front of them that something that didn’t need to be explained, arousing their curiosity, otherwise they wouldn’t have been trying to show me when they first met me. Moreover, the woman’s attitude that day was too intimate, but she was a bit of a desire to overshadow her.

I was a little surprised why I started thinking like this. The woman was tired and stopped making trouble. She picked up the pillow and put it on the bed and walked away.

When I saw her go out, I took off my pants and went to bed, turned off the music, and played games. But those messy things were always lingering in my mind, and I felt that I was a little broken by what happened recently.

It was noon, and I looked at the place where I stood in the game, and it was still motionless just like I had just started playing. I wasted a whole morning and wasted. I sighed inwardly and felt a little cold. When I got out of bed and added some charcoal, I suddenly remembered a possibility.

Maybe everything is a play, a play specially made for me. It includes women, rich second generation, beggars, red light, and even Xiaoxiao, yellow hair, and myself.

Suppose that things started with me, and then I met a woman, which was a turning point. I saw her on campus and stepped on her. By the way, there was a man at the door asking me if I was in Qingdao. After that, the so-called relationship between me and women was again. However, nothing happened that night because I was completely unconscious. For some reason, there was another bloodstain. For some reason, the woman suddenly relied on me, and for some reason, she brought her friends, and for some reason, I was cut off on the road, and the other party's local power was relatively strong. For some reason, the rich second generation appeared, said hello, and helped me a little favor (

I erased the footprints of Han Shuang and me, and then disappeared. I haven't appeared yet, and for some reason, a magical beggar appeared where I appeared, exactly the same temper as my, and a small old man with ambiguous relationship with them. If all this is linked, then I will be at the forefront. However, I am not good-looking and have no power here, and I can't have any interest in them. Let's take a step back. Even if I seem to be Pan An, who has real power and has a treasure, I just need to catch me and torture or tempt the next nine to end. Why do I have to make such a big Zhou Zhang?

Maybe, I was thinking too much. Maybe it was just that I had no intention of ruling a woman. She was paralyzed and she was relying on me. I thought I was good at bed skills? Damn, I was average, looked naughty, big and thick, and the capital was just average, not 7 inches or 8 inches, why do I get someone to pay back? There are not so many good things in the world. Also, someone happened to be seeking revenge with me and wanted to cut me down. At least now I remember that four of us brothers killed someone in college. So the last time the person who set up a stall at the entrance of the university asked me about this.

It can be said that, so that someone later killed me. I happened to do something by accident, and the forces behind the rich second generation found out, and it might even teach Huangmao a lesson, making them think that I have cleared out the small evil forces in the local area? Of course, if Huangmao is considered a force, the premise is that they have to have some rich generation rich second generation have a brain disease. If all of these are said, then the old man Hongguang really happened to meet me in an Internet cafe. Because Mi Feng accidentally helped him, he thanked him. Secondly, his status made Mi Feng nervous and said that.

Well, if you say that, it's possible, then, which one is it?

Am I a person who lives in the ordinary but causes trouble for myself? Or am I being pushed to the forefront by others without realizing it?

Get out of the way.
Chapter completed!