After he finished laughing, he shook his head and sighed, as if I was really stupid like a pig.

If it were someone else, I would have done it long ago, but the target was him, so I didn't even dare to touch my mouth.

After that, he seemed to be much happier and asked me excitedly, "Do you want to listen to me singing?"

I think it's a bit incredible. How much money did he make? He's so happy.

He has been to the night many times, but I have never seen him sing. Last time he and Fu Xiaohan came, Fu Xiaohan asked him to sing a song, but he ignored her. Finally, he was annoyed by Fu Xiaohan and said, "I can't sing."

I think the situation is very strange now.

Seeing that I didn't answer, he raised his eyebrows, "Don't you want to listen?"

I shook my head, "I want to hear it."

Things that Fu Xiaohan couldn't even ask for even though he was begging me, but it took the initiative to fall on me. Why didn't I listen?

He sang an old song and kissed goodbye.

His voice is thick and powerful, and his tone is also very pure and textured. I personally think it is very technical.

When he sang at orgasm, he would close his eyes slightly, and I could feel his voice was emotional.

After singing, he was silent again. After a while, he murmured, "If I had..., I might have..."

I don't understand anything about his major general's posture.

After sitting for a while, he stood up and said, "Let's go."

I didn't expect this would be the case, so I could only speak with a stingy head, "That, it's not convenient for me today."

He was stunned after hearing this, and then looked at me from beginning to end. I was at a loss when his eyes were staring at me, and I wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into it.

"Oh, let's go." After a while, he spoke lightly.

I suddenly looked up and looked at him incredibly. Is it because I said too vaguely, he didn't understand what I mean?

I thought about it and spoke, "Young Master Zuo, you know, women have such a few days every month. It's not convenient for me today, please see..."

What I wanted to say was to ask him to find another lady, but before I could finish speaking, he grabbed my arm and pulled me away, stuffed it into the car before letting go.

I said, this man is the most impatient.

I sat in the passenger seat honestly, with my little face wrinkled. He doesn't have any special hobbies, right? He likes this bloody scene? Isn't it so perverted, right?

He seemed to know what I was thinking and glared at me.

I immediately became quail-like.

He took me to the community last time. When he entered the door, he saw a suitcase at the door. It seemed that he had only been back today.

Nothing happened that day.

OK, I admit, my mind is dirty again.

Since he entered the door, he has not called me and has been busy with his own life. I am used to this way of getting along.

About a quarter of an hour later, he took a shower and changed his clothes and came out, and then he asked me to play tangram together.

There is a graphic that he intends to highlight the taxes and cuts. He is a model that is based on the basics!

He instinctively resisted, and with force, his right hand pressed my left hand on the table.

I suddenly stopped moving. This was the first time he shook my hand, although it was just an accident.

His hands are big, and they can wrap my hands all over. They are very warm and their palms are very soft.

I looked up at him, and he seemed to care nothing. He looked down at the tangram, with a look of time, and gently rubbed my palm with his thumb.

I slowly moved my hand away, "You'd better do it."

He pushed the tangram with one hand and spoke lightly, "I'm not playing anymore, I'm tired."

After saying that, he lay halfway on the sofa and watched me clean up, looking like an old man.

"Xia Luoluo, let's play a game."

“What game?”

"I'll ask you a question, and you can ask me a question."

I frowned. This kid was kicked in the head by a donkey. What kind of game is this?

Besides, this game is not fair. If you ask me casually, I have to answer yours. How dare I peek at yours?

It’s obviously □□, but you still have to take a democratic attitude. Just ask if you have any questions.

But when the old man wants to play, can't I cooperate happily? So I looked expectant, "Okay, okay!"

"Then let me ask first, where are you from?"

I don't know why he suddenly became interested in my hometown issue, "from S City."

"You asked."

I frowned. I really don’t know what questions to ask him. If you ask deeply, he will definitely be angry. If you ask shallowly, you will make me look idiotic. After I thought carefully, I spoke, "You are your father's surname?"

He was drinking water with a cup, and when he heard this problem, he was choking and coughing. I rarely saw him lose his composure.

After coughing, he put down his cup and stretched his arms and pulled me onto the sofa, pressed my wrist and looked down at me, "Xia Luoluo, what are you thinking? If I don't give my father's surname, can you follow your surname?"

I felt that our posture was a bit ambiguous now, so I coughed lightly, "Then I will change the question, change the question, um..."

"Who allows you to change it? For this question, I will answer you. My father's surname is. Now I will ask, do you have any brothers and sisters?"

I shook my head, "No."

He gestured to my turn to ask questions with his eyes.

I glanced at the suitcase at the door and asked knowingly, "Have you gone far?"

He was obviously very satisfied with my question, "Well, I went abroad to discuss a project and just came back today."

I asked casually, "Is it going well?"

"It's OK, it's smoother than expected, so I came back early."

"That's good. The people who went to Ye Se with you today seem to be very happy for you."

He snorted coldly, with a look of disdain, "What you see is that they are holding me on the surface and offering me on the surface. In fact, they are not holding me on the surface. We are not at the target of my father, my grandfather, my grandfather, who are not older than me, have more experience than me. These people are two-faced, one behind the scenes, one behind the scenes, and one behind the scenes, and they are talking and laughing in front of me. They may even scold me behind my back, waiting to see me fall."

He really understands it.

"Then why are you treating them..."

"Why am I still taking over their troubles, right? Silly girl, the relationship between people is the use of the relationship between being used. They use me to please the power behind me, and I also use them to use their identities to achieve their careers. Everyone takes what they need and plays every show, so why not do it?"

Why not do it when you use it or be used, and play it in a play?

I just feel cold, and I don’t know how he defines our relationship. We should have a pure money transaction relationship.

"Those who achieve great things must learn to hide their emotions and not let anyone know what you really think."

He saw me not talking for a long time, "You should understand that this society is like this. Scheming is indispensable. If you don't harm others, can you guarantee that others won't harm you?"

What happened later proved that his idea was right. I didn’t harm others, but I couldn’t guarantee that others wouldn’t harm me. Scheming is also a skill to protect myself.

In fact, Zuo Bingnan didn't talk much to me. Whether I was talking to him or he talked to me, he always had an impatient expression. However, as it turned out, every word he said was right, and he just hated me for not taking it seriously at that time.

He was in great enthusiasm that night and we talked very late. It was the first time I heard him say so much since I met him.

He told me a lot, such as the celebrity model, director and producer in the fashion circle, such as which female star sleeps all the way to the head of the Jade Girl School, which male star has a wide range of bedmates, which female star gets to the top with which rich second-generation official third-generation hype, which producer likes male stars, and which female star actually doesn't like men. I was stunned by the fact that it was much more exciting than the entertainment headlines on the Internet in newspapers. I even wondered whether I could make money by writing these.

He also talked about the **, the rich second generation in their circle, the factions involved in political struggles, the complex and chaotic relationship between men and women, and the corruption and licentious life.

Later, when we were both tired, we lay down on the bed with a quilt and chatted. He didn't touch me. It turned out that he had long understood what I meant by "inconvenience".

I don’t remember when I fell asleep, but I just remember when sleepiness came, I reminded myself to be honest when I was sleeping and not to put it on the sheets.

The next day after that day was Feiyan’s birthday. Qinzi and I took a leave to give her a surprise. It was like this in previous years. When we called Feiyan happily, Feiyan was extremely sorry and polite to express his gratitude that Jiang Kuo asked her to celebrate her, and she invited Qinzi and I to go with us. No matter how we didn’t have the strength, we would not act as light bulbs at this time.

The two people who were put on the pigeons looked at the dishes on the table and looked at each other for a few seconds before shouting in unison, "Boss, come and make beer!"

When Qinzi and I walked out of the restaurant, I was already shaking, and Qinzi was even more drowsy. When I looked up, I saw someone who shouldn't have appeared here.

Jiang Kuo threw the cigarette he had just lit on the ground, walked over, and said to us with a smile, "Feiyan is not at ease, let me come and send you back."

Qinzi and I heard that Feiyan asked him to come, so we got into the car.

He started the car and asked where we were living, then thought for a while and said to me, "This is close to your house, so I'll send you there first."

I agreed without thinking too much, and it was indeed the case.

When I got out of the car, I kicked Qinzi, "Hey, I'm leaving." Qinzi opened her confused eyes and nodded in a slow reaction.

I said to Jiang Kuo again, "Please trouble you."

Jiang Kuo smiled and said nothing, and then drove away.

If I knew that what would happen later, even if I died, I wouldn't have let such a bastard Jiang Kuo give me the piano.
Chapter completed!