Dressed As the Younger Brother of Four Pet Sisters and Crazy Demons

  Chapter 82 Patients with Hypermemia

  Lu Qianli smiled and said: "Brother, can you take me some pictures of the base..."

  SOG team is rich but mysterious, and the internal photos of the base have never been released.

"can not."

  Li Qinian refused cleanly.

  Lu Qianli deliberately pinched his throat, and whispered in a low voice: "Bah, Bah, you are ruthless and unreasonable!"

  [Thank you, my fist is hard]

  【Constipation for many days, now I finally vomit it out】

  【A little bit of green, calm down, Zheng Gong is still watching! 】

   "It's down today. I can't live broadcast tomorrow if I have something to do. See you next weekend."

   Li Qinian ignored the fans’ retention, patted his **** and decisively left. He looked ruthlessly like a scumbag.

  She looked at Dark’s avatar, reached out and opened a dialog box—

  [Whisper: thank you today]

  Didi, there is a reply.

  【Dark.matter: not necessary】

  Li Qi-nian was used to his indifferent boss style, and did not feel embarrassed.

  [Whisper: Then I'll get off first]

  【Dark: Hmm】

  Li Qinian turned off the computer and shook his head fiercely: "Dark's tone is like a straight man of steel. I don't know what these silly fans think."

  May straight men like men?

impossible!

  What other CP fans, drag me out and wash my head!

  —

   "Brother Wang, why are you giving Whisper heads today?"

  Lu Qian’s internal expression was deformed due to entanglement, a handsome face twisted into twists, and finally curiosity defeated fear, closed his eyes, and posted the news.

  It was late at night, Jiang Wang sat on the sofa with a lamp, with a thick stack of papers on hand, the empty huge room was like a giant beast, devouring his single figure.

   "Buzzing..."

  The phone vibrated. After he unlocked it, he saw the message from Lu Qianli.

  Why give whisper heads?

  He actually didn't know it himself.

  If you want to send it, I will give it away.

  Jiang Wang: Have you finished your homework?

  Lu Qianli expects to open the dialog box, and the purpose is to ask questions from Jiang Wang’s cruel soul!

  Lu Qianli: I'm going to get out now, you just assume that I haven't asked!

   madly dropped a few emoticons, and Lu Qianli disappeared.

  Jiang put down the phone, his eyes drooping slightly, and rubbed his swollen temples.

  The content on the pages of the document is like a soldering iron, engraved in his mind, even if he wants it, he can't forget it.

  The flood of information made his body slightly uncomfortable.

  He is sick.

  He has always been very clear.

  The brain of an ordinary person automatically filters out unimportant information, but his brain remembers everything.

  The bird flying in the sky, a small blue flower on the side of the road, the little girl crying in the fast food restaurant holding her mother and not letting go.

  161 days ago, it was cloudy and the temperature was 15-21 degrees Celsius. He drove through 39 intersections in total. A blue sports car with the license plate number 337489 was very cool. The loud engine sound made passers-by turn their heads frequently, causing a group of young boys to exclaim. He even clearly remembered the surprised and excited look on each young boy's face when he turned his head.

  Everything about yesterday is vividly visible, and all the pictures in his mind are like playing a movie, over and over again, repeating.

  He is a strange monster.

  Outside the window is the open night, and the long summer wind blows in the darkness through the window.

  The huge study room was swept away by darkness. The study room was like a dilapidated ship sailing on the sea, crunching in the wind.

  The lamp that lit up on the desk became the only light source in the darkness, like a lighthouse on the sea, faintly but stubbornly fighting against the darkness, unwilling to go out for a long time.

  He suddenly remembered the man’s smile.

  (End of this chapter)