Besides writing the proposal in his sleep, Meng Xiuyuan also got up and took a shower. However, he obviously had a bad memory, and he took another shower not long after finishing. In the end, he actually grabbed the proposal and ran out.
The man wasn't surprised at all, as if he already knew. It was clear he wasn't here for the first time and had scouted the place well in advance.
Like a normal person, Meng Xiuyuan turned off the lights and left, carrying the plan with him as he jogged to Duanmu Chun's window, picked up a stone, and threw it inside.
Was it thrown in?
Throw it in?
What's wrong with this guy?
With a loud crash, the stone struck somewhere. A loud noise came from inside the house, and Duanmu Chun poked his head out, silently watching him.
Meng Xiuyuan snorted coldly, grabbed the proposal, and ran back. He was incredibly fast, his feet barely touching the ground. Duanmu Chun stood there, watching him leave expressionlessly.
What's going on here?
Did they settle both old and new scores at the same time?
Or is he pretending to sleepwalk to seek revenge? Or is he seeking revenge?
It seems this guy has been suppressed by Duanmu Chun quite a bit, otherwise he wouldn't have done something so humiliating. He probably doesn't even know it himself. Duanmu Chun is also a repressed person and hasn't told him anything, just watching him make a fool of himself.
Meng Xiuyuan must have been suppressing his anger for too long and developed a problem. After returning home, he took a shower and then buried himself in writing. After finishing, he turned his head and went to sleep. A while later, he got up again to cook. Perhaps still not satisfied, this guy actually took the food and went to eat under Duanmu Chun's window.
That's right, he ate while Duanmu Chun watched.
Duanmu Chun's expression was like this (=_=)!
He was probably quite helpless, after all, it wasn't the first time. Every time Meng Xiuyuan sleepwalked, he would come and cause trouble for him, and then during the day he would act as if nothing had happened and continue to carry out his mission, occasionally going against him.
Perhaps it's because the marshal relies on him? He consults him on everything, and the marshal is his relative, so who else would he turn to?
Moreover, the marshal never summoned him for anything important; he would ask him how to pursue someone, how to be pursued, or how to attract someone. Does that count as relying on him?
Although the marshal had many military achievements, having been invincible in the military region since the age of fifteen and forcefully ousting the previous marshal, and with three generations of his family being military men, he was a complete idiot when it came to love.
Because he grew up in a military region, he suffered greatly at the hands of the men there. He had never seen a female before, and even the freedom to watch porn was taken away from him.
The most impulsive and rebellious thing I've ever done in my life was watching a movie that could barely be considered a Category III film, but in reality, I only saw the back of the character.
It was a performance by a popular young star and another female. The female's fair skin was dazzling, while the young star had his back to the camera, blocking the view between the female's legs.
The female was tall, fair-skinned, beautiful, and charming, but he was captivated by the young star's back; just that one glimpse of her back was enough to win him over.
She would shyly look at it repeatedly, as if she were possessed.
Duanmu Chun had seen it before. For the sake of aesthetic effect, there was a red curtain in the middle of the scene. It flashed by in less than three seconds, showing a beautifully shaped back lying on a female body with her buttocks perky. Although it was indeed tempting, it wasn't quite to that extent, was it?
Moreover, as a male, shouldn't the marshal be more interested in females? Why has he fallen for a male?
You're hard, and I'm hard too!
But there's nothing we can do; everyone has their own preferences.
The moon was bright and the stars were few. After finishing his meal, Meng Xiuyuan went back to take a shower and then went to sleep.
Once he stopped causing trouble, and the person couldn't obtain any other evidence, plus it seemed like dawn was approaching, he didn't linger any longer, stuffed the button on the wall into his pocket, and turned to leave.
Fang Rong interrupted, "Um, I'm lost, could you tell me where the restroom is?"
The man turned around abruptly, his eyes gleaming. "Which restroom are you asking about?"
"Are there any toilets left here?" Fang Rong shrugged innocently.
"Of course there are." The man stepped away, preparing to attack. "The toilets here are divided into those for the living and those for the dead."
Fang Rong chuckled softly, "Then I'll choose the living person."
"That's not up to you." The man was like an arrow on a bow, ready to be released at any moment, suddenly appearing with unimaginable speed.
Speed-type superpower?
Fang Rong shook his head. Speed-type abilities are not for fighting desperately, but for escaping.
This guy had no intention of fighting; he just wanted to escape. His attack just now was a ruse.
He stretched out his leg to block, and a phantom fell down with a thud. Fang Hua stepped on his back, squatted down, and pried out his personal computer, even taking out the buttons from his pocket.
"This thing is pretty good. Keep it for later use. Don't take it apart," Fang Rong instructed him.
"Hmm." Fang Hua wiped the blood off his personal computer, sent the video data to his own personal computer as a backup, and then tossed the personal computer to Fang Rong.
"What should we do with this guy?" Fang Hua stomped on the person under his feet.
“We can’t easily manage the New Federation, can we?” Fang Rong opened his personal terminal to find Li Wenyang’s phone number, then made a call. “Hand him over to Li Wenyang.”
"Do you even know who I am?" The man below was indignant and struggled violently. "How dare you treat me like this!"
"Knock him out." Fang Rong glanced at him.
"Hmm." Fang Hua punched the man, knocking him unconscious.
"Tie them up first." We'll drag them over to see Li Wenyang later. Li Wenyang has already gone back. He was quite surprised to hear the phone call and came to pick them up in his pajamas.
"I knew you weren't dead." He was quite enthusiastic and immediately tried to hug her. Fang Hua raised his hand and threw the man, who landed right between the two of them, separating them.
Li Wenyang laughed heartily, "Look at me, I haven't even done anything yet and I'm already jealous."
Fang Rong smiled too, "That's just his personality."
"That shows they care about you," Li Wenyang teased him. "By the way, how did you guys escape danger?"
"That's a long story." We've encountered so many unexpected events and received so many pleasant surprises along the way; it's hard to put into words.
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