I used to hear people say something - women in love have negative IQ.

I used to agree deeply and thought it was too much of his mother's truth, but now, I was seriously shaken and suspicious - I suddenly realized that the person with insufficient IQ seemed to be me...

Although they couldn't understand what maneuvers Liusu and Dong Xiaoye were playing, they were definitely not playing chess simply. Not only the topic was to capture the gossip king Xiao Songjia, who had a very keen sense of smell. Everyone, including me, thought that some stories would happen next, which were more "exciting" and "bloody" than the sword lights and swords on the chessboard, but the result was... nothing happened!

After Dong Xiaoye admitted that the third game of chess was the answer to Liusu, Liusu did not continue to ask anything, and Sister Hu didn't say anything more. He used Liusu to guide Sister Hu to echo the rhythm of complimenting each other's chess skills. It was a bit stiff but not cold. Murphy had a tacit understanding and dispersed the audience before the atmosphere became weird and suspicious, asking everyone to go back to their posts and do their own things. Then he sat back into the boss's chair and plunged into the pile of documents. He neither asked the relationship between me and Dong Xiaoye, nor settled the accounts with Chu Yuan. She thought Dong Xiaoye would definitely not lose chess, so she recruited everyone to watch and witness, so as not to regret the losing party, but how did she know that Chu Yuan would find Dong Xiaoye as a gunman? How did she know that Dong Xiaoye's chess power must be above Liusu? There is no doubt that it was Chu Yuan who told her, but after losing chess, Chu Yuan's reaction was not surprising, and she didn't need to draw...

As soon as the person dispersed, the stinky girl kicked her shoes away. The pet who acted coquettishly and clingyly lie on me, and she didn't feel tired of her posture. She put her lower abdomen on my thighs, raised her round butt, shook her two snow-white little feet, and hugged her notebook and entered the game hall. She asked Xiao Fei to cheat and fight against the landlord together. She didn't care about losing the bet and calling Liusu for the rest of her life!

Betting with others with full confidence. If you lose, you don’t cry or make a fuss. That’s why you are willing to accept the loss. But no matter how broad a person is, his expectations are vain and his confidence is hit. He will not have any emotional impact, unless, from the beginning, she knew that she would not win, but if this is the case, it proves that she has a purpose to bet but seeking defeat, and her purpose has been achieved - Murphy was teased by Chu Yuan. Even if she is not angry, she should be a little unwilling and curious, right?

But Murphy was so beautiful, she looked even more beautiful than Chu Yuan. Not only did she keep smiling, but she also hummed a little song with a rare smile...

It is said that three women play one play, but maybe because the screenwriter is underage, I can't understand what the play is singing at all. The three big and one little girls, one small and one, both deliberately ignore me, making me feel like I'm stuck in my throat, and I can't speak a word. It's obviously a relaxed atmosphere, but I feel an indescribable depression.

Seeing Liusu and Dong Xiaoye finally slowly packed the chess pieces and boards, I could no longer stand them talking about topics that they were bored without any pain. After taking two deep breaths, I decided to take this opportunity to be honest to the end.

I sorted out what I originally wanted to leave Beitian and said in my heart: "Lissu..."

"Brother Nan—"

I was just starting to start, and Song Jia, the little girl, broke in without knocking on the door, causing me to almost bite my tongue.

"What are you doing?!" I glared fiercely at the rash ghost - do you know how complicated my mood is now? Do you know how much courage it took for me to make this decision? Now, when you jump out of the way, aren't you afraid of lightning strikes?!

"Key, key!" Song Jia held her hands and stuttered.

"What key?" I saw what was in her hand, but my mind didn't turn around for a moment.

"Porsche--" Song Jia ran over and handed me a remote control key, holding a idiot's pink face with both hands, and said, "Mom, I just went to the investment department to send a document to Sister Xinlei, and just went out when I met a handsome guy who was not very handsome..."

"A handsome guy who is not very handsome, then is he handsome or not?" Liusu made me feel surprised at first, and then felt distressed - how could she feel like this now? This girl's acting skills are still as bad as ever.

"Not handsome, but very elegant," Song Jia's eyes shining, and she spoke and gestured, in conjunction with her exaggerated and changeable expression, acting like a drama. "The sparse stubble eyes, the magnetic voice and the faint Chanel No. 5 on her body, my god, the dead appearance can't cover up his little heart - do you think this kind of man is particularly interesting?"

Liusu pinched her nose and smiled, "I only smell the strong scent of fujoshi emitted from you."

Song Jia said with a serious look: "Miss Cheng Liusu, as your good friend, I have the responsibility and obligation to remind you that you must be serious. If that brother is really a sister, you will be miserable! Judging from my professional fujo girl's professional vision, 99.9% of him is our sister!"

Murphy is a good student, a good baby, a hardworking girl, and she can't understand the 'fujo girl', 'little sister', but she is not simple, especially in some aspects, she is extremely sensitive, her mind is very fast, and strange, quite imaginative, she frowned immediately, calmly, and threw a series of questions to Song Jia, "Who is that sissy? Which young man from which family is so generous to give you a Porsche? Want to chase you? He wants to chase you, what are you doing for Chu Nan? Why give the key to Chu Nan? So anxious and so nervous, do you want to clarify something?"

The room was immediately so sore that I couldn't open my eyes. It also confirmed that Miss Mo was in a good mood before and was humming a song. It was indeed abnormal not to be jealous of me and Dong Xiaoye! Or in other words, her current outbreak was because she had been restraining and suppressing before.

Even though Song Jia's thick-skinned face was as thick as the soles of the soles of the scoop cake under her feet, she instantly dyed half of the sky red by Murphy's bizarre misunderstanding, but the problem of being poor and cheap in her mouth was still hard to change. However, it was no wonder that Murphy valued her, and did she value her face as she didn't know how to recognize people's faces, and had a poisonous tongue that could offend people?

"Mr. Mo, where do you want to go? I admit that I have a little bit of affection for Chu Nan, but it's really only a little bit, at most a little bit more than a little bit. And I'm not sure whether I like him as a man or a brother... I don't know how many things he has done to you, but I promise I have never done anything to you, if I have to say that there is, that is, he has sneaked his butt a few times. I didn't resist in a timely, firm and decisive way, and to a certain extent, he has indulged his cheating behavior that has been repeatedly made mistakes and repeated..."

Even if Chu Yuan didn't pinch me, I could feel the flesh on my body hurt by the eyes of several girls - I swear to God that I had never "sneaked" Song Jia's butt. At most, when I used snacks to exchange Murphy's privacy information with her, I thought she had too much appetite and ate too much, so I blatantly patted her butt to comfort the pain of cutting her flesh...

But I can't explain it! At this moment, I confronted Song Jia, the untouched mistress. I bought or even instigated her to take away Murphy's various little secrets. I almost had to be exposed. Not to mention that Murphy couldn't forgive me, Liusu, Sister Hu, Chu Yuan, who wouldn't despise me?

I didn't understand it when I was young, but now I'm a little late to get it. It's more shameful to peek at people's past than to just ask her about the measurements! Although Song Jia knew nothing about Murphy's emotional experience, Murphy's emotional experience was actually blank, but I don't know whether I know. The facts I asked about these things can never be changed...

The more determined they want to break up, the less they don’t want Liusu and Murphy to look down on me in this regard, so I simply assumed that I had touched Song Jia’s butt - men are fickle and tend to be more decent than men, right?

Song Jia looked at me with a questioning look, sighed, a bit suspicious of being a loyal person, and said with a tragic look: "But if you touch my butt, you can correct his sexual orientation. Mr. Mo, I am willing to sacrifice my butt for you..."

"Miss Song, can you fake it a little longer?" I couldn't bear it anymore, and there was no need to bear it anymore. I smiled angrily, "Okay, since you are so great, I will make you happy. You stick your butt over and don't let it touch. Should you resign or transfer it to another department?"

With Song Jia's popularity and reputation, transferring to other departments is actually no different from resigning. She herself knew that leaving Murphy, she was just a 25-5 person who was so hated and all the people with secrets avoided. Dakang, Fengchang Group, where can she have her place? She didn't expect me to give up my face and not pinch her painful feet. Her eyes flashed, and she quickly changed her focus, and said in surprise: "Ah! Do you really like men?! You admit it, right?"

"Agree with your head!" I almost raised Chu Yuan and smashed him over.

"You don't like men, it's the sissy guy who uses Chanel 5 likes you, otherwise why would he give you a million-dollar Porsche for no reason?"

Murphy said in surprise: "Is Porsche given to Chu Nan?!"

"You are not allowed to ask for men's things!" Chu Yuan, who was lying on my lap, climbed up and reached out to grab the key in my hand.

Seeing Liusu being scared, I broke away from Chu Yuan's hand and quickly explained: "Don't listen to Song Jia's nonsense. Such rumors are unsuccessful - that guy may be a little bit mother, but giving me a car is not about chasing me..."

Liusu asked, "Then why did he give you a car?"

"He wants to make friends with me..."

A few girls except Dong Xiaoye said in unison: "I still want to chase you!"

What the hell...

Xing Sizhe sent the car to the company because he wanted to make friends with me and spread in the circle, but if the nature of "friend" is defined as the understanding of Song Jia after misleading all the girls, and I accepted his car...

I think I have another reason to have to leave Beitian...

For a moment, I was a little hesitant, did Murphy explain clearly whether I should explain to Liusu? Is falling in love with men more harmful to them than I fell in love with Dong Xiaoye?

I secretly scolded myself for being too nonsense, but at that moment, I did have such an idea and was very serious...

【PS: Let me talk about the update issues that make everyone extremely painful and a certain scumbag’s face hurt:

Given the crazy turtle update speed and the irregular jump update for rabbits, some readers suggested that a slap should consider the update time and clarify the update time. This can alleviate the update pressure of a slap squeezing time and typing, and also avoid the hard work of being put on pigeons when waiting for it. A slap is crying and thanks for your support and understanding, but...well, usually the contents behind are 'but' that are not to be pulled, and the face is raised for abuse...

The savage classmate talked to me about this issue today and suggested that I update it regularly, but I thought and reviewed it seriously. I really don’t want to be careless with everyone, or break my promise and twitch my mouth after magnifying it. Zhou Geng Reduce the pressure on a certain scum in the current situation is undoubtedly a kind of relaxation, making the time for typing more free and adjustable. But simply in terms of typing, a scum asks himself, and thinks it is more difficult than match stick eyelids. Because under the premise that too much energy is shared between work and life, I can force myself to try not to be lazy and owing to everyone’s motivation to owe you a lot. I would rather your slap in the face louder than you want you to step by step to indulge me, a scum. I am a lazy person, and I really don’t have confidence that you will get lazy and get into trouble after celebrating the weekly scum, and then to increase your tolerance for consumption, and degenerate into a monthly magazine...

The feeling of a certain slag is now like the last few laps of a 10,000-meter long-distance race. She is tired, but she dare not relax this tense state. Under the condition of fatigue, I really don’t have that strong willpower to be able to be lazy and relax properly. It’s better to just sink into the nervous rhythm that I am used to. Although I’m sorry for my friends who are waiting for updates every day, I think this is better than you will see a turtle who is getting slower and slower...

Even for Zhou Geng, it is difficult for a certain bastard who is currently in a state of unstable work and has a lot of troubles, to give everyone an absolutely stable update time. A certain bastard does not want to fulfill everyone's trust anymore. The only two promises will never change: First, if you can update, there will be no stable time, but no matter how slow it is, there will be updates; second, you will definitely see the ending and will not fail.

It has been four years since a certain scum has been consuming its character, there is still a little left, right? So, please stick to it in the end and understand it without indulging a scum to crawl towards the end of "Sister" with such an embarrassing attitude.

I ask for no regrets, and I ask for no hatred.
Chapter completed!