Chapter 218 If life must hit a wall, he only hopes it will be RMB
She likes to wrap herself tightly around her quilt like a mite, then lie on the bed and watch videos of rich young men and young ladies living in luxury houses traveling around the country, listening to them say "you don't need a lot of money but you need a lot of love", while she watches her phone while its battery is draining, her tears soaking the charging cable.
Then half of my body felt numb. I angrily slapped the bed and turned over, but found that the data cable was half short, so I turned back weakly.
In the end, Pei Li dug Si Qian out from the sofa to carry out photosynthesis.
Si Qian and Pei Li walked in the sun with a dazed look on their faces, feeling somewhat uncomfortable with their bodies.
There are many foreigners visiting this island, and the beach not far away is full of beautiful women in bikinis.
They all have fair skin, beautiful faces, long legs, blonde hair, blue eyes and cherry lips.
Si Qian’s eyes almost popped out of his head.
Oh my god!
Chiye's paradise!
Just as she was about to take a photo and send it to Chi Ye, she caught a glimpse of Chi Ye, who was also wearing hot clothes, walking over and handing out his QR code to a girl not far away.
And said those familiar English letters——
“cpdd!”
Si Qian: ""
Is cpdd also internationally accepted?
Just as I was lost in thought, a white hand reached out.
Pei Li handed her a tissue, his tone somewhat sour.
"Mr. Krabs, wipe your saliva."
Si Qian: "..."
She reluctantly looked away and replaced her tone with a heartbroken tone of condemnation.
"I really don't understand how men dress these days, showing off their chest and abs. Where's the male morality? Where's the dignity? Where's the address? Where's the contact information?"
Pei Li saw that her eyes were glued to him, and he suddenly regretted bringing her out.
He said in a dejected tone: "Mr. Krabs, have you forgotten that there is a person standing here?"
Si Qian: "No way, I was just kidding!"
Pei Li started chatting casually: "It's okay, go ahead and see, I don't mind."
Si Qian, a big-headed person: “Really?”
Pei Li: "When I was depressed, I went to see a psychiatrist. After listening to my experience, the doctor said, 'You're not depressed, you're really miserable.'"
“…”
“…”
At this moment, Si Qian just wanted to slap himself.
Si Qian, you deserve to die!
Pei Li sighed: "As long as I am still the principal wife, as long as the mistress doesn't show up in front of me, as long as you don't favor the concubine over the wife, I can accept it..."
Si Qian, whose conscience was strongly condemned, said: "..."
no……
"Oh, I was just kidding." Si Qian pulled him away from this place of trouble.
If I stay any longer, I will be accused of abandoning my husband.
Maybe she is not a good husband, not a good man, but so what, after all, she is just a girl!
Thinking this way, life suddenly becomes clear.
On the beach not far away, Director Zheng and Director Wu were taking a beach bath.
The two men were completely buried in the sand, with only their heads exposed.
The midday sun was shining directly down on them, so they found something to cover their heads.
Fu Xiao, who was passing by, thought it was trash and tried to show off in front of Liu Ye. While walking, he made a gesture of throwing the ball in the air, then turned around and kicked Director Zheng who was basking in the sun.
"Watch—the ball—"
Bang!
"ah--!"
Director Zheng screamed and died.
Director Wu, who was standing next to him, was startled awake and turned around to see Director Zheng rolling his eyes.
"Yougan!"
Director Wu's eyes were bloodshot. He used both hands to dig Director Zheng out of the sand and hugged him crying heartbrokenly.
Fu Xiao realized that he was in trouble, his legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees.
Director Zheng was finally woken up by everyone shaking him.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a group of people surrounding me.
Just as he was about to speak, Fu Xiao sprayed a mouthful of water in his mouth directly at him.
"puff--"
As luck would have it, the saliva landed in Director Zheng's mouth as he was about to speak.
Director Zheng burst into tears: "Yue...are you sick...Yue..."
Director Wu quickly explained to Fu Xiao: "They said you have heatstroke and need some water to cool down!"
The furious Director Zheng jumped up like a melon and slapped each of them in the face.
"Get lost!"
After this incident, Director Zheng armed himself tightly during the live broadcast in the afternoon, and even his crotch was reinforced from head to toe.
Si Qian, who had just returned from a stroll with Pei Li, saw Director Zheng wearing his pants on his pants, and his eyes instantly lit up.
"Hey Director Zheng, are you still playing on the West Coast?"
As she spoke, she began to dance around Director Zheng.
“I play on the West Coast~”
“Absolutely authentic West Coast~”
At this time, Director Zheng, who was wrapped like a solid ball, took off his helmet and roared.
"Am I playing on the West Coast? I'm afraid of death!"
"I'm afraid of death!"
"fear death!"
[Teacher Zheng, please stop doing this. I'm scared...]
Urine eventually filters down to water.
【This way, my luggage will be much lighter when I go home.】
I was wondering why the air in Beijing isn't dry these past couple of days. Turns out it's just too humid, Director Zheng.
"Do you know why beautiful women have always had a tragic fate?"
Director Zheng roared at the camera, filled with resentment and grievance: "Because no one cares how long an ugly bitch like me lives!!!"
So he has to protect himself!!!
If life must bring setbacks, he only hopes it will be RMB!!
Si Qian, who was standing by, thought he was too noisy and grabbed the scarf from his neck and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Shut up!"
"OK!"
Director Zheng immediately fell silent.
When he's angry, he's like a cigarette butt; anyone who steps on it will put it out.
Chi Ye, who had just come back from flirting with a girl, was in a good mood: "Director Zheng, where should we go now?"
Director Zheng: “…”
I feel tired just living without doing anything every day.
"Even if it's SM, God can't torture him like this!"
Director Zheng squatted down with his head in his hands in pain, trying to imitate the idol drama heroine's beautiful 45-degree angle of tears.
Snap——
The crotch is ripped.
He stood up again as if nothing had happened.
Si Nuanxinqian came online to comfort him: "Keep going, Director Zheng, you're really amazing. Most people would have jumped off a building if they had a life like yours."
Director Zheng gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think I don't want to? I just want to find a painless one!"
[Do you think I don’t dance because I don’t want to? [Smile]]
A friend of mine said he felt a little uncomfortable.
【Seeking a tutorial on how to be reborn into a wealthy family. 】
[It’s not that I don’t want to die, I’m just afraid that after I die someone will check my phone [heart]]
Since Director Zheng was really scared of being beaten, he spent a huge amount of money to charter a yacht in the afternoon to take everyone on a sea ride.
The fishy and salty sea breeze blew into my nose, and the yacht was sailing on the sea, with the water making a gurgling sound.
Mu Weiyue stood on the deck and couldn't wait to take out her precious fishing rod.
Li Chuanze was about to come forward when he was pushed aside by Chi Ye.
She hugged Mu Weiyue with her left hand and raised her middle finger towards Li Chuanze.
"Idiot!"
At this moment, Li Chuanze smiled evilly, and immediately took out his mobile phone from his pocket and opened the manual on picking up girls that he bought from the master to learn.
Chapter 1: The definition of flirting.
Li Chuanze: ""
Chapter 2: The meaning of flirting.
Li Chuanze: ""
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