Duanmu Runshui's expression was changing, as if he had been struggling between attack and restraint. Perhaps the pain of the bruises had not yet subsided, reminding him that the gap in height and weight could not be an advantage to fight me alone. He curled his lips and sighed, and his tense muscles also relaxed. He turned around and stood side by side with me on the curb. Seeing the traffic flow on the street, the neon lights dazzling, then reached into his arms, took out a box of soft blue bags of Furong King from his pocket in his suit, handed it to me, and asked, "Do you smoke?"

Although I only spoke three words, I obviously felt that this was not the Duanmu Shushui I remembered - without the impetuous and exposed emotions, his temperament and aura had changed, as if he had changed his personalities.

"Thank you, no."

Duanmu Runshui nodded, pulled out one and lit it himself. He used not a lighter, but the kind of paper-clipped matchbox provided in the hotel room that could only hold a dozen matches at most, and even less than the cigarettes in his cigarette box, which meant that he was not very addicted to smoking, but his actions of lighting cigarettes were quite skillful. He closed his eyes that looked very similar to Mrs. Duanmu and breathed in the smoke with great pleasure.

He didn't say anything, I had nothing to say, the two of them were so tense, and in such an atmosphere, I wasn't going to leave, and I called Sister Hu to ask her to come and pick me up. It seemed that when I came that way, I was just guilty and ran away.

After smoking a cigarette from Duanmu Runshui, he threw the cigarette butt under his feet and lit it. Another one was lit. I was about to remind him that littering everywhere was immoral, but he suddenly asked, "What is your relationship with Zheng Yuqiu?"

I was stunned and replied, "Friend."

He said again: "What kind of friend?"

I said, "Ordinary friend."

“Have you ever been to bed?”

"Didn't you hear it clearly? I said we are ordinary friends." I disgusted his aggressiveness and his self-righteousness, but I even more disgusted with the contempt and disrespect of Zheng Yuqiu that he might have revealed before he even noticed it.

Duanmu Liushui shrugged disapprovingly, and then asked, "What is your relationship with Murphy?"

"Friend...Friend." The guy was immediately discouraged and answered that he was no longer as confident as before, and he did not dare to look at him with bright eyes anymore.

"What kind of friend?"

“...is a friend.”

"Aren't you an ordinary friend?" The guy's sneer was accompanied by a mockery that made me angry but weak, "Have you ever been to bed?"

"...not yet..."

"Not yet? Then I just want to get in?"

Grass, how could I be so panicked? I accidentally spit out my thoughts... Not touching her does not mean that I don’t want to touch her. Isn’t the self-control in behavior just competing with my own real **? This is Liusu, Ziyuan, Sister Hu is so worried. Except for the office, she almost doesn’t give me any chance to get along with Murphy alone. Otherwise, according to her enthusiasm for teasing me in the office, change to an environment where there is no need to worry. Not to mention stripping her naked and eating her, I’m afraid I have to use the whip, candle, handcuffs and collars. If I don’t teach her a lesson, she really doesn’t know how terrible it is to pick a man out of fire!

But I thought to myself that I was thinking to myself that Duanmu Shuishu had seen through it, and I couldn't help but feel angry, "I don't want to have sex with her or not, do you care about it?"

"I can't control it," Duanmu's runny water seemed to be accurate. I would be irritated by this sentence. I took a sip of cigarette in my mouth, and waited for me to turn my head and spray it on my face in one breath, choking me so that I couldn't open my eyes for a while. Then I heard his low voice and said lightly: "Have you ever been to Zheng Yuqiu, I can't control it. Do you want to go to Murphy, I can't control it, but if you have been to Zheng Yuqiu and then to Murphy... Chu Nan, I will definitely kill you!"

I was scared by someone, so Xu Heng couldn't fool me. Sha Zhizhou's finger was broken by me. Even Su Zhuliu, the young master in the capital who could not see through and guess, almost asked me to cut off my little brother... I was not afraid of it, but I was much more afraid of death and had become accustomed to resisting fear. However, at this moment, Duanmu Liushui's voice was not loud, just like a sentence of chatting about eggs and pussy, but it made me feel scared. For a moment, I really felt that my life was threatened and I was powerless to fight...

This candid scented with milky smell, even if you are serious, you have such murderous aura!

Men who want to be face may not be brave and fierce, but most of them are soft but not hard. I have the right to be Murphy, but I really don’t have this idea about Zheng Yuqiu. However, Duanmu Liushui threatened me like this, but my self-esteem did not allow me to tell the truth. I responded provocatively and incite the fire: "I am full of expectations."

I thought Duanmu's flowing water would rush, but his cunning suddenly became unfathomable. He smiled at me with anger and said, "I didn't expect a few words to scare you. You are not afraid of death. Everyone knows it. So you have the capital to be arrogant and have the qualification to underestimate me... Let's just go and see."

I was annoyed, not because of his confidence, but because I couldn't argue with Ya, I really went to Murphy and Zheng Yuqiu.

It is rare for me to lose a quarrel to talk about words. It is not a big blow. It suppressed my unwillingness and helplessness. I changed the subject and said, "You have a big difference in your attitude towards Zheng Yuqiu and Murphy."

Duanmu's flowing water diverted his sight, and the light passing by in front of him shone on his face, flickering and dark, as if reflecting the complexity in his heart, "What do you want to say?"

"I think they're very similar..."

"Fart!" Duanmu Liushui said angrily, but then immediately restrained himself, looked at me, and slowed down his tone: "They don't look like each other at all, both in terms of personality and temper... You have a good relationship with Zheng Yuqiu, and it is normal for you to be hostile to me. My mother feels too guilty of her. Now it is reasonable to be biased towards her. But don't you think that any party involved will inevitably have a strong subjective color when telling a story with herself as the protagonist, so you can choose to ignore some truth?"

"Of course," I said, "so I wouldn't think that what I hear in your mouth is all the truth, right and wrong, I have the ability to judge myself."

"Do you have the ability to judge? Hum, Hum..." Duanmu Liushui sneered a few times, "It is hard for a clean official to make a decision on family matters, you are really capable."

The guy was so hot that he smiled contemptuously, pretending to be confident and calm.

"Whether you believe it or not, I am annoyed Zheng Yuqiu, but I never think that my attitude towards her is correct. Most of the time, I even knowingly wrong, but I tell you that if a slap is not a mistake, it doesn't mean that she is right, and always right! The relationship between our two people has evolved into today's virtue, which is not just my responsibility. Cats and mice are natural enemies when they are born, and eagles and rabbits are natural enemies when they are born, but have you heard that people and people are natural enemies when they are born?"

Liushui sighed and said, "It's reasonable for her Zheng Yuqiu to dislike me. I feel guilty for my dislike me. What logic! If she is right, then I am not wrong. If she is wrong, then I am not right. That's reasonable, right? Otherwise, you ask Zheng Yuqiu directly, see if she dares to say that our relationship is so stiff. It's all my fault. She has no responsibility at all. If she really says that, she is not Zheng Yuqiu. The only advantage I can agree with is that she never dares to lie."

Putting aside my prejudice against Duanmu Runshui, Mrs. Duanmu has already made it clear that she is the initiator of the bad relationship between Zheng Yuqiu and Duanmu Runshui. It is because of her partiality that Zheng Yuqiu wants to prove that she is stronger than Duanmu Runshui. In other words, it was Zheng Yuqiu who started to be hostile to Duanmu Runshui first. Considering that Zheng Yuqiu is competitive, it is hard to believe that she has never taken the initiative to provoke or provoke Duanmu Runshui. Even no matter how she thinks, it is Zheng Yuqiu's reasons for provoking trouble and more full motivation. However, those may not be targeted at Duanmu Runshui, but they really make Duanmu Runshui feel uncomfortable...

"Men should have a man's belly. No matter what, hitting a woman, it's not right for you." My buddy said this, because I don't have a belly that doesn't hit a woman. I'm so anxious. The only woman I dare not hit is probably the only stepmother... I originally wanted to say that as a son, he should consider his mother's position more, but suddenly I thought that Duanmu Liushui and Zheng Yuqiu became more and more angry. Isn't it because of Mrs. Duanmu's partiality? At that time, she didn't care about Zheng Yuqiu at all, so how could she feel embarrassed because of the fight between the two children...

"Is it a man? Is it related to whether he has a belly fat? Those who have grown up in his crotch are all men. Once he untie the belt, he can prove that from childhood to adulthood, there are fewer people who call me like women? Every time I urinate on my head, and I never saw anyone else, I said I am not a man," Duanmu Liushui glanced at me and said, "You have a belly fat, but some people say that if you are a man, you shouldn't cheat, so what are you?"

I was speechless when I heard Duanmu Liushui say with confidence: "I was spoiled and raised by me in a childish and shallow manner. I am just a playboy who only knows how to squander and a second-generation ancestor who has no ambition? I didn't think I could live a noble life. Isn't it enough to live a clear life?"

I hesitated, not knowing whether I should praise him or kick him... This guy's philosophy of life is really like Mr. Duanmu.

【ps: It's even later again, sorry...Merry Christmas for everyone.】
Chapter completed!