This world is glamorous, and it is not innocence but innocence that often defeats you. Shu Jiong
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If you want to see the war, then it will be nothing more than a place of blood, and then after the fish die and the net is broken, we are wounded and returned, or a result of being buried here.
But Qu He calmly said: "Don't leave yet?"
Then a gentle question directly reversed the whole situation.
Until the patrol guards lowered the helicopter and a group of people appeared in front of us armed, the group of pirates had quickly retreated into the cave, and at the fastest speed they raised their sails, dropped anchors, and sailed a few huge ships from another. A sea has left.
It was a night that was completely controlled by Qu He. It was shocking and not dangerous, but it also made me feel chilled. Over the past few days, my guard against him has been relaxed to such an extent!
Qu He is becoming more and more dangerous. I can't convince myself to continue to entangle with him because of selfishness. Even if he is currently using each other's allies, there is no guarantee that he will not be against Zhen Meng and Zhen Jiapu.
I can't afford to bet this is hard to guarantee.
After all, this world is not innocent, but innocent.
"Actually, you are not suitable for acting like a baby," he sat opposite me, smiling innocently, "not suitable for thinking."
I curled my lips and smiled. I lowered my head and folded a piece of newspaper into an eye-catching paper crane. I placed it on the coffee table and admired it carefully, reminding quietly:
"Qu He, I have no use value." At least, there is no way to cooperate with him to accomplish what he wants to do.
He didn't speak, but suddenly approached, his warm breath sprayed on my ears, itchy, a kind of unconcealable bewitching:
"Value is developed by people."
I stared, slumped down on the sofa, and finally gritted my teeth and compromised:
"I have three conditions."
He reached out and patted my cheek, very satisfied:
"Yes."
The next day, the weather was clear. After the pirate incident, the few spoiled department managers were so scared that they lay down on the bed, almost unconscious. The photography plan was changed directly and moved to the nearby Nanyang.
Speaking of Nanyang, it can be regarded as the boundary of our Zhenjiapu, but I haven't been there for six or seven years, except for being sent to recuperation when I was fifteen.
Actually, I don't want to go to that place at all.
So when Fu Tianchen proposed to go to Nanyang during breakfast, I immediately looked at Xiao Yan with resentment, who still ignored me with a face of paralysis.
Silently covering his face, now suddenly I miss Chen Xilai very much, because only he knows that there is a person in Nanyang who scares me...
I hope that those who read the article can maintain a good mood. (*^__^*)