Since the landlord returned both the rent and deposit to him, Wang Xiaoming had spare money.

More than 4,000 yuan. Wang Xiaoming thought about putting the PSP purchase on the agenda.

A thud suddenly came from the study room.

Wang Xiaoming's head also buzzed. He hurriedly ran into the study and looked. The computer monitor and host were placed on the ground, but the desk collapsed.

...

Bard said: "He was beaten to death again."

“…”

He paused and added: "I didn't remove the computer."

"..." Wang Xiaoming seemed to see the 4,000 yuan he grabbed in his hand and turned into a payment order. He leaned against the door frame and calmed down. I don't know how much this desk costs, but it shouldn't be cheap, depending on Xiang Wenxun's taste.

Barr was unhappy when he saw him not talking for a long time, "Are you scolding me in your heart?"

"No." Wang Xiaoming waved his hand powerlessly, "I was wondering how long I had to be able to afford this table."

Looking at his frowning because of concern, Barr inexplicably felt that he was shorter. It seemed that he was a child who was raised in captivity and was making trouble everywhere.

Damn, who asked him to compensate? He believed that Xiang Wenxun's fox would never turn against him for a mere desk. Maybe in order to please him, he would even send a desk in a room to smash him.

The more Barr thought about it, the more unhappy he was. He thought about it, when he broke the two ends of heaven and hell, and Michael and Lucifer didn't say anything to pay.

- Just joined forces to beat him to death.

Wang Xiaoming decided to remove the PSP from the shopping list. He originally thought that he had 4,000 yuan in his arms, which was considered a little surplus. Now he realized that the 4,000 yuan was placed in the repair shop at all, but he just didn't know what it was repaired.

Barr worked hard to raise his position, "Hmph. These efforts are just small investments. As long as you fall in love with..." Weidun, "I will give you whatever you want in the future."

Wang Xiaoming said: "If Xiang Wenxun and I really become, then will he give me whatever I want in the future?"

Barr choked.

Countless emotions stormed in his dark eyes, and finally turned into dangerous light, "Do you think he can give you everything you want?"

Wang Xiaoming didn't understand why he looked so angry.

"I can give it to you the entire human world! Can he do it?" Barr's momentum continued to increase.

Wang Xiaoming was stunned.

Barr seemed to be standing at the top of the world and overlooked the sentient beings in the human world, and said arrogantly: "In this world, only I can afford you!" The black wings were raised silently, blocking the window behind him and the sunlight.

Wang Xiaoming was shrouded in the shadow under his wings. He blinked, then blinked, and said in a trembling voice: "I don't want the whole world." He doesn't want to become Hitler in the East, that's too terrifying.

Barr's wings slightly converged, "What do you want?"

"I want..." Wang Xiaoming's eyes flashed. Although he had never admitted it in his mouth since he was a child, in fact, in his heart, he knew that he wanted a lot of things. The care of his parents, the love of his brother, the acceptance of his friends... and invincible good luck. But at this moment, these wishes flashed through his mind like a quick glance, without any traces of stepping on the water, and finally stayed in his throat. As his rapid breathing was blurted out: "I want to be with the person I like forever."

...

He can give it to him all over the world, but the person he likes - damn it, isn't that still Xiang Wenxun!

Bar suddenly felt unprecedented frustration. He just praised the Haikou that Xiang Wenxun could not give, and he gave him such an answer.

Wang Xiaoming looked at him carefully, "What's wrong with you?"

Barr glanced at him coldly, put away his wings, and went straight to the living room to sit on the sofa.

Wang Xiaoming was most afraid of the cold war, and he used to live with his roommate. As long as someone in the dormitory had a dark face and was gloomy and did not speak, he would feel uncomfortable.

He tried to talk to Barr several times, but he was all pushed back with a cold face.

The Cold War continued until I went to work.

During this period, Wang Xiaoming also ordered an ordinary computer desk online. As for the wreckage of the desk, he cleaned up carefully and planned to take it to the furniture market one day to see if he had time to check it out to see if it could be repaired or bought a similar one.

At 3:45 pm.

Wang Xiaoming goes out to work.

Barr deliberately kept a distance of five meters from him.

Wang Xiaoming had to open the door and wait for him to come out slowly. When the door was closed, he happened to hear the sound of the door closing in front of him.

Chu Zhao's back, locked the door, froze slightly, adjusted his expression to the door for a long time before turning around and saying, "Go to work?"

Wang Xiaoming nodded while observing his expression. Although he said it was sleepwalking this morning, his posture, expression and even voice were too stiff. Rather than sleepwalking, it was better to say zombies.

The more he observed, the weaker Chu Zhao's heart became. He shouted, "What are you looking at? Do you want to be late?"

Seeing him with his hands and feet, Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but say, "Manager Chu."

Chu Zhao's legs were even stiffer, almost kicking and sprinting with his hands and feet.

"Manager Chu." Wang Xiaoming chased after him a few steps.

Chu Zhao shouted help in his heart, but asked seriously: "What are you doing?"

Wang Xiaoming was stunned by his cold face, "You, your shoelaces are broken."

Chu Zhao glanced down, "I did it on purpose."

...

Wang Xiaoming retreated aside and watched him continue to walk.

This time it's a race walk.

After probably walking, he suddenly yelled and threw himself forward.

...

Wang Xiaoming walked over slowly.

Chu Zhao looked up in anger. He was a big man after all, and was scared by a pig in human skin. He was gone when he said it! He took a deep breath and prepared to show off.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoming snatched in front of him and said, "Manager Chu, I know, you did it on purpose."

“…”

The content of work is just as boring. Especially after Barr fell into the Cold War, the temperature in the office was comparable to that of the Antarctic continent.

When the shark came to give the report, he was specially dragged by Wang Xiaoming and asked about his long and short questions.

After asking, the shark felt something behind him, and cold sweat came out of his forehead like a fountain.

Seeing his lips turned white, Wang Xiaoming said worriedly: "Are you okay?"

The shark shivered and said dryly: "The temperature in the room seems a bit low."

Wang Xiaoming looked at Barr silently.

Barr snorted coldly, his nostrils facing the sky.

"You go and work." Wang Xiaoming sent the shark out.

The shark was flattered and before leaving, he reminded him earnestly: "If it is cold, please tell me that I will get the quilt."

...

Will you be lazy and too blatant when you sleep with a blanket while covering yourself at work?

Wang Xiaoming remembered the scene when he first met Chu Zhao. Maybe this is a tradition?

After the shark left, he and Barr were left with big eyes.

Wang Xiaoming felt that this was not a solution. It was better to say a lot of things to keep in my heart. Even if it was a bit ugly, it would be better than to be suspicious of each other.

He organized some language and said carefully: "I'm sorry."

Barr slowly adjusted his head to the angle facing him.

"I know, maybe in your mind I am weak and incompetent, and have no ambitions." Wang Xiaoming finished speaking, and was about to take a breath and continue, he heard Barr sneer, "Not possible, sure, sure!"

...

Wang Xiaoming's glass was heartbroken.

Barr glanced at him, "What did you just want to say?"

"Forgot." Wang Xiaoming ran back to the back of the desk, curled his legs in the chair, and licked his wounds silently.

...

Have a temper?!

Barr's face looked even more ugly.

The temperature in the house opened up a new low, and if the penguins were here, they would be frozen directly.

The violent factors that Barr rushed into his body were shouting.

As a fallen angel, how could he tolerate a human being to be presumptuous in front of him!

He stood up and walked slowly towards Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming seemed to have noticed the danger and turned to look at him in shock.

Sprint -
To be continued...