The dark black SUV drove all the way to one of the urban villages in this city. This was the address Little Lu gave to Zhu Maolin.
With a gambling addicted father in the family, and the girl herself was particularly thrifty, it didn't seem unreasonable that she would live in such a simple place.
At this time, Zhu Maolin remembered an interesting thing. That was, the bus stop clearly stated the time of the bus. In other words, whether there was a bus or not, as long as one took a look, one would know the approximate time. No one would really be stupid enough to wait in place.
But when he found Little Lu, what was she doing?
She was trotting and jumping around the bus stop. She seemed to be doing some warm-up exercises. She probably really intended to spend the long night like this.
In fact, before Little Lu left the advertising company, she could have raised the difficult problem of not having a car. If not, she could also ask Zhu Maolin to borrow some money for a taxi. No one would mind the hundred or so yuan, but she chose the stupidest method.
Such a girl came out of a fairy tale, right?
The chaotic atmosphere in the advertising circle had long made Zhu Maolin's concept quietly change.
Of course, this change might not be good, but it was obviously necessary for life. Therefore, when his mind had habitually used this method to think about a woman who approached him, Little Lu's appearance seemed to bring some impact that was different from the past.
Zhu Maolin also thought of another point of view. When men were young, they would look forward to and desire women who were more mature than them. But when men … When we have matured, we prefer those who are ignorant of the world.
"Have you lived here since you were a child?" The car slowly stopped downstairs of an old four-story building. The street lights were dim yellow. There was a feeling of insufficient power or the bulbs were old.
A few unknown little bugs were flying under the light at this time.
Little Lu shook her head and answered Zhu Maolin's question. She quickly got out of the car as if she didn't want to continue to add more trouble to Zhu Maolin. She apologized and felt guilty, "Thank you, this time."
Zhu Maolin just shook his head and said calmly, "Just think of it as me accumulating my own resources. It's hard to find a good advertising model. She is good and has some talent. There should be more room for development in the future. Just think of it as me investing in a debt of gratitude. "
Little Lu was taken aback. Zhu Maolin's rhetoric was a little beyond her expectation. Whether it was as' Little Lu 'or something else …
"Is this the so-called maturity after officially stepping into society for a long time …" Little Lu looked at Zhu Maolin with a complicated expression, "The so-called maturity?"
"I believe you will mature in the future." Zhu Maolin smiled lightly, then poked his head out and looked at the old building above his head, "Aren't you going up? Since we're here, I'm going to send you off. "
Little Jade hurriedly waved her hand and walked up the unguarded staircase. It was the kind of staircase where the lights were manually turned on and off.
As for Zhu Maolin, he quietly drove away from this place.
Tiantai Mountain returned to the dark old house. A pair of cold eyes hidden in a black robe finally watched Zhu Maolin leave this place completely.
"He doesn't seem to have any intentions, does he?" Taisetsu's voice suddenly rang out.
Number 18 suddenly turned around at this time, looked at Taisetsu, and said coldly, "How is your practice of the illusion ability?"
"Why do you suddenly ask this?" Taisetsu asked subconsciously.
Number 18 said indifferently, "Little Lu needs a very bastard father, and you just acted well."
"Big sister! You still plan to continue?! " Taisetsu said incredulously. He suddenly felt that this was not like a novice teaching him at all. It seemed that Number 18 was inexplicably competing with him.
He didn't believe that a Black Soul Envoy who had lived for many years would use such a cumbersome and inefficient method. Isn't this too low?
"Do you have a problem? If that's the case, I will think of another way. Anyway, you have no obligation to listen to me. "Number 18 said indifferently.
Taisetsu shook his head, "I don't mean that. As I said, I'm not a good person. I won't blindly resist some so-called methods. I'm thinking, why don't we thoroughly investigate everything about this investor? The more we know, the better we'll be able to make a better judgment, right? "
Taisetsu imagined that Number 18 would definitely understand what he meant. As for why Number 18 didn't take the initiative to mention this matter, it was probably because he spoke too beautifully at the beginning. At this time, he couldn't get off the stage, or he couldn't put down his face. Then, he would take the initiative to mention it.
Number 18 looked at Taisetsu meaningfully and suddenly nodded, "Okay, the work of collecting information is originally one of my duties. This time, I will leave everything behind Zhu Maolin to you. Just treat it as practice. Of course, I won't let you work for nothing. If this transaction can be completed, I will offer to give you part of the performance. "
So … isn't this a way out? Taisetsu smiled slightly and said indifferently, "Let's talk about this later. Then, I'll think about where to start the investigation."
With that said, Taisetsu's body turned into mist. Number 18 was slightly startled. Obviously, he is just a newcomer who can't fly well. Now, he can turn into mist so skillfully.
"How much practice did he do behind my back?"
Her view of Taisetsu had quietly changed a little. She unexpectedly felt that Taisetsu was a Black Soul Envoy who could get along with normally.
"But … what's going on with this Zhu Maolin?" Number 18 could clearly feel that this man was moved for a moment. However, it was just a moment, and he became impregnable again.
If he really loved his wife deeply, such a situation could be explained. However, he and his wife were in that strange mode of getting along.
As Taisetsu said, it really needed to be investigated in depth. Number 18 was silent for a while. She subconsciously looked at the dark night like a void and murmured, "Could it be that master has foreseen this situation, so he deliberately approved this investor? If this is the case, then … "
Is master already peeping into the future …?
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At 3: 30 in the early morning, Zhu Maolin finally returned to the community where his home was located.
After dragging his tired body for a day, he washed up silently and went to bed with his clothes. When he closed his eyes, he suddenly heard a rustling sound.
"Did I wake you up?" Zhu Maolin knew it was Hou Chen Yuhan.
"I haven't slept." Hou Chen Yuhan said softly.
After a long silence, Zhu Maolin said, "Then … let's sleep."
Unexpectedly, his wife didn't turn around. Instead, she let her body get closer. It was the warmth of her body that had been buried in the quilt for a long time. This warmth was completely different from the heat of just taking a shower.
It was like using warm water at just the right temperature to gently cast a thin layer of gauze on the body.
Zhu Maolin smelled the fragrance of his wife's shampoo. At the same time, his lips were kissed. Heavy breaths were exchanged between the two. He could instinctively respond to the other party's kiss without even thinking. There was no need to deliberately cooperate because he had already practiced it countless times.
His wife's enthusiasm was somewhat beyond Zhu Maolin's imagination. It was like a magnesium strip that was ignited. The light and heat for a moment drove Hou Chen Yuhan's mature body.
She sat on Zhu Maolin's body passionately, but she bowed her body as if she was unwilling to leave the lips of the person who shared the bed with her.
She unbuttoned her husband's pajamas one by one. Like a drizzle, she began to gently suck her husband's neck.
The nimble tip of her tongue then began to wander to her husband's chest. In a small place, she used the tip of her tongue to swirl around again and again.
Finally, as his wife, her palm became restless after all. Hou Chen Yuhan's palm suddenly slipped into her husband's pajama pants.
There was nothing indescribable because they were a legal and reasonable couple. This was a matter of human relations.
They had long passed the so-called reserved age. But Zhu Maolin knew that his wife rarely had such active behavior, which made him feel a little at a loss.
His wife's palm at this moment was as soft and flexible as when pinching clay in the pottery art classroom. The tactile feeling brought by the condom had connected the nerves in his body.
But this was far from it. He had already felt that his clone had entered a warm and soft place in the next moment. The nimble tongue was licking the skin that represented the masculine vitality.
Zhu Maolin didn't know how many lifetimes of hard work he had used to exchange for such a gentle place.
In the end, he sighed and said softly with a bitter voice, "Let's … sleep."
Hou Chen Yuhan suddenly quieted down. Her body seemed to have stiffened. Time also stopped at this moment. When time turned again, she rushed out of the quilt as his wife. She looked at Zhu Maolin with desperate eyes, then turned her head and walked into the bathroom.
The sound of water splashing sounded. Zhu Maolin knew that these sounds existed to cover up another sound.
But he couldn't and couldn't find any position he could use to stop these covered sounds. Because of his incompetence.
Yes, as a man who couldn't fulfill his obligations as a husband.
But he didn't lose his function as a man. His function was still very normal at any time. However, he still couldn't have the slightest reaction when facing his wife.
When Hou Chen Yuhan finally walked out of the bathroom of the master bedroom, Zhu Maolin was no longer in this room.
He was lying on the sofa in the living room outside. Who didn't sleep? Do you want to sleep? Hou Chen Yuhan didn't even want to let herself think about this question. She even wanted to forget the source of all this pain.
Hou Chen Yuhan closed her eyes, and the contents of the flower cards that she had opened naturally appeared in front of her eyes. These contents flashed in her memory again and again, and gradually became clear, including her love.
She didn't know how this magical shop set the price. She just wondered if her love that was about to be broken really had such value.
Hou Chen Yuhan didn't remember how long she and her husband's time was out of sync.
It turned out that when the time difference was synchronized, as always, there was only pain.
Across the door, a scream suddenly came from the room in the quiet living room. Zhu Maolin finally just covered his eyes with his arms.
In the early morning, 4: 02 am.
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Early in the morning, the cemetery's mourning hall welcomed a very young man with a scarf wrapped around half of his face.
It was not a fixed festival of worship. Many people would choose to come to this cemetery at this time to worship. An old man who was in charge of cleaning here looked at the young man with a scarf curiously.
He stopped in front of a memorial tablet and looked at one of them.
"Excuse me, do you want to buy some sesame oil candles?"
However, since someone had come, the old man wasn't surprised and decided to do business with this young man who didn't bring anything with him.
"Alright, give me some." Taisetsu nodded.
The old man found that this young man seemed to be particularly pious. In the end, Taisetsu put a bunch of incense in front of a child's memorial tablet. Zhu Maoxing.
This was the name of the deceased child.
"Hey, little brother, who are you to this child? Why haven't I seen you before? "The old man looked at Taisetsu curiously at this time.
The old man had always been managing here. Most people who came here remembered him, whether they were new to the cemetery or those who came a long time ago. But after thinking about it, this young man was indeed the first time he saw him.
"En, I'm a friend of this child's parents." Taisetsu then said, and then suddenly asked, "Old man, have you seen this child's parents?"
"His mother often comes here quietly alone, so I have a deep impression of her." That's why I have a very deep impression of him. "The old man thought for a while and said," But I don't have any impression of his father. I remember that he came here once when he first bought the location. "
"Why?" Taisetsu suddenly asked.
The old man subconsciously said, "Probably because he feels guilty? After all, such a thing happened. I don't think anyone feels good … Ai, speaking of it, I can only blame this child for being unlucky. "
"What do you mean?" Taisetsu asked.
"This child seems to be locked in the car by his father and suffocated to death."
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