PUBG Mobile: Madman

(The picture in this chapter is the expression on Tuesday, hahaha, I am amused. See you tomorrow, good night.)

Chapter 248 Resignation

Liu Han was awakened by a rustling sound, and suddenly felt a little itchy in his nose. After rubbing hard, he heard a woman laughing.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Tuesday's innocent smile smiling at myself.

He rolled his eyes, then hugged Tuesday, and hugged her in his arms in the scream of the second fool.

After smelling the unique smell on her body, Liu Han rubbed her cheek a little calmly, and the stubble made a silver bell-like laughter on Tuesday.

"It's time to get up, it's almost half past five."

On Tuesday, in Liu Han's arms, his voice was a little dull. Then I felt a burst of electricity running through my body. A dry, warm hand rested on his waist.

"No, your quilt is fragrant, don't want to get up."

Liu Han's voice seemed a little confused because he had just woken up.

Hearing this on Tuesday, he raised his face, looked at his lover's closed eyes and whispered:

"Then there is something more fragrant, do you want it?"

Liu Han didn't speak, just nodded vigorously. Then I felt that the second fool suddenly moved up, and then there was a milk-like aroma on the tip of his nose.

He was immediately intoxicated by the fragrance, and then raised his head adeptly.

"what!"

"Hey, really good..." He looked at Liu Han 357 in his arms on Tuesday, showing his doting eyes.

…

At night, Shiliyangchang.

This is a very famous petty bourgeoisie restaurant, because all the seats and the environment in the restaurant are mainly for couples, which keeps the privacy of the environment to the greatest extent, and has become an ideal dating place for countless men and women who are in love. Of course, the price is not cheap.

At this moment, Liu Han is sitting in a corner with Tuesday, eating steak.

Liu Han very considerately helped Tuesday to divide the steak into small pieces, then the soft light looked at her dotingly and said softly:

"So, you two have been in a prestige connection all this time?"

Tuesday He nodded as a matter of course, picked up a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it for a while. The rich and delicious gravy made her narrow her eyes and smile.

"Miss is very nice. I heard that I specially told me some tricks after working out. It is said that it is the trick of a very powerful private teacher."

Liu Han was dumbfounded.

Can it be great? When Da Mimi was shooting the magazine for "Men's Wear", she specially found an international sculptor to specially manage her figure. Therefore, the experience she imparted to Tuesday was bought with white money.

"What is the relationship between the two of you now...?"

After hearing this sentence on Tuesday, he looked up at his lover's curious and guilty eyes. Immediately showed a tenderness that did not match his age:

"This is a women's war. Don't you ask me more? I promise I won't cause you any trouble."

Liu Han waved his hand.

"No, I mean..."

"Stop! Is it ok for us to talk about the next topic?" Every time he was asked by Liu Han about the topic of her and the breeder's sister on Tuesday, his tone became very firm.

Seeing that Liu Han returned without success again, he stopped asking more questions, but quickly moved to the next topic.

"That song "FADE" is very popular now, basically every anchor has it in the playlist, have you found it?"

Huh nods Tuesday.

"Yeah, the melody is nice. Speaking of which, the baby recommended this song to you, right? Come on, how do you reward me?"

Liu Han quickly checked his mobile phone and mailbox, and found that there was still no reply to any emails, his eyes couldn't help showing a trace of worry, but he quickly covered it up, watching the non-stop Tuesday, twittering, smiling gently. up.

…

Norway, Oslo.

A young man was forced out of bed by an alarm clock.

He rubbed his messy short flaxen hair and got out of bed tired.

Yesterday, because of the booming bar business, he had to work overtime until 4:00 a.m. before coming back, while the pair of dogs and men next door started tossing him after he got off work, and he didn't fall asleep until after 5:00 a.m.

Although it was just after 12 noon at the moment, the lack of sleep made him physically and mentally exhausted, but he had to get up because he had to work another coffee shop.

So he rubbed his face and went straight into the small bathroom, quickly cleaned up his personal hygiene, and walked out of the messy room with his bag.

On the bus, he flipped through his Twitter and YouTube, and laughed when he saw the comments from fans who were either amazed, surprised, or a little jealous.

But at the end, the young man's expression suddenly changed, and he became a little puzzled.

This is an email from a person claiming to be Elizabeth in New York, America. The content is very simple, her friend likes this song very much, and hopes to pay him a fee to ask him to write the lyrics, and turn it into a female voice song for her friend's girlfriend to sing.

When the young man saw this, a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes. He didn't believe that the group of Americans could sing their own works. In a country full of black people showing off their wealth and white people fighting, they couldn't find the kind of ethereal voice he wanted.

But when the young man pulled the email to the end, he stopped abruptly. Because he saw a number, a number he couldn't refuse.

A full $200,000…

This money can make him change his current embarrassment. He doesn't have to continue to be forced to work overtime every day by the black-hearted boss. He doesn't have to guarantee the most basic sleep time every day. He can even add a set of music equipment he needs most, and he can even go to the Netherlands. Show off your talent...

He, who had almost deleted the email, suddenly stopped what he was doing and pondered on the rickety bus.

…

When the young man walked to the cafe where he was working, the foreman had already shouted to him impatiently:

"Mr. Alan Walker! You're late again today, you know? I've been on duty for you for 15 minutes, do you really want this job? Huh? Every day in your ethereal dreams, you… "

Alan Walker looked at the foreman's chattering thoughts, and suddenly felt completely tired of the current life.

This is not the life he wants, and the music played in the bar every day is not the music he likes. He just wants to let the world hear his voice...

So, Alan Walker, who had been swaying between dreams and reality since he saw the email, suddenly looked firm.

"Sir, I'm here to resign!"

(The time difference between Norway and China is 7 hours. See you at 12 o'clock.)