Bai Yueguang Breaks Up Everyday

"Puff--"

The lemon slice in the glass turned over, and a burst of white bubbles poured out.

Instantly drown out the out of focus vision.

The western restaurant is surrounded by melodious music, and outside the glass windows are busy high-rise buildings, passing a group of glamorous men and women from time to time.

Chen Cheng's fingers pressed hard against the wall of the cup, and the anxious atmosphere followed.

His throat moved slightly, and he subconsciously took a sip from the cup in his hand.

very sour.

The teeth are so sore that they are soft.

Father Xiong reminded me tactfully, "This kind of lemonade in a square cup is generally used to wash hands."

Click.

A hand suddenly stretched out of his mind and cut the tight thread abruptly.

Shen Cheng often gets embarrassed.

In order to collect tuition fees, he picked up the smelly garbage dump, and next to him was a group of pointing village children. One day when the city-to-village exchange documentary was filmed, the city mother gave him a pair of jeans, and he silently patched up the hole, which caused a roar of laughter.

Before going to university, he didn't have a mobile phone, he hadn't eaten strawberries, and he hadn't experienced an amusement park. Apart from studying and farming, his life was as boring as an old man.

During the military training, the new students popped up one topic after another, such as fashion, celebrities, high-tech, etc., he couldn't get in at all.

He has great ambitions, but he is always associated with inferiority.

So on a certain node, Chen Orange collapsed.

Years of anger burst through his chest and destroy reason.

He stood up suddenly, his eyes scarlet, "Yes, I have never been to such a high-end restaurant, nor have I eaten such an expensive steak, I have not graduated, and my deposit is less than 500,000. In order to retain customers for the boss, I I can make four trips to the wine bureau in the evening, drink until my stomach bleeds, and get a drip in the hospital early in the morning—"

Father Xiong was not surprised, folded his hands, and calmly examined the other's embarrassment.

"So you are betraying me, wanting to win some sympathy? On the contrary, the worse you describe it, the more I worry about your future. If you have children in the future, I don't think you will want to be yourself His daughter was still in the hospital early in the morning, running for her husband who was not promising."

"Do not."

Shen Orange clenched his fists.

"I mean--"

He breathed slightly, and his heart hurt as if he was about to split.

It's like taking an oath under the flag for the first time.

Even if there is no brand new, white, matching school uniform.

At this moment, his throat is hoarse and his eyes are hot.

"I will love her desperately. For her, I can endure all grievances, diseases, pains, and injustices."

Father Xiong stared at him quietly.

"So what?"

Yeah, so what?

What she wants, you need to spend five, ten years or even a lifetime fighting for her, and her sense of expectation has long been worn out in a tasteless life.

Young inaction is your crime.

Shen Orange extinguished the fire with blood, leaving red embers.

He forgot about social etiquette, forgot about hospitality, and walked out without saying a word.

Father Xiong saw that the people left in a daze, he sat in deep thought for a while, and made a phone call.

When the other party connected, he sighed.

"Nanny, stay on the sidelines as a human being, and see each other well in the future, your dad, today is a complete offense."

Such a weak remote control, a little curious, "Then he agrees?"

She was so bad that she taught Father Xiong a lot of tricks to pretend to be forceful. Of course, the money can't be really given. If the other party wants it, she can throw out a sentence "Do you think you deserve it" if necessary, mocking the bargaining force.

"No." Father Xiong shook his head, "That young man is quite hard."

This was beyond his expectation.

Father Xiong was very accurate in seeing people, and he could also see that this boy's city was deep and had a tenacity to climb up.

In time, it will become a great weapon.

Young people still have a shallow foundation, and what they lack is only time and opportunities.

His boss pays attention to wolf culture. If he were allowed in, he might really catch the eyes of the nobles.

Father Xiong also made a pre-judgment, thinking that the other party might use the dragging technique, and fished for the first time. He did not expect that he was so determined that he actually proposed a notarization of the pre-marital property, not Xiong's penny-more impulsive. A reckless young man, Chen Cheng was terribly mature and calm, and his plans far surpassed his peers.

To be honest, Father Xiong was shaken at that moment. Who wouldn't want his daughter to find a good family, love her desperately, and spoil her as a child forever.

Weak fingers around the hair.

"Dad, if I really want to marry a poor boy like Shen Orange, would you agree?"

Father Xiong was silent.

Appreciation is one thing, but being a son-in-law is another. His daughter is spoiled, like a silly white sweet, easy to be deceived, and obviously not suitable for finding someone with deep thoughts.

Father Xiong thought, if this is the case, then today's scene may repeat itself. He would rather not keep the late festival, but also drive the bad guy out of his daughter's world.

"Da da da."

The sound of footsteps upstairs.

As weak brushing his teeth in the public bathroom, a face was reflected in the broken half mirror.

"you're back."

The green tea is so powerful that it looks like a sweet smile in the blink of an eye, and there is no guilty conscience at all.

Shen Orange's eyes were bloodshot and red so badly, he made a hoarse hmm, walked over, buried his head, and leaned close to the faucet, splashed, and washed his face.

Drops of water dripped from the ends of the hair, and the eyelids were thin enough to see the light blue blood vessels.

"There is no hot water, so cold."

He bit his toothbrush weakly, with white foam in the corners of his mouth, and his speech was vague.

"The rent is about to expire."

The boy wiped his face with a towel, "You have no class this afternoon? Let's go to see the house nearby." After a pause, he asked, "Is the apartment you lived in expired?"

The apartment is as weak and comfortable to live in. She also asked an experienced aunt to take care of her pigs.

Limited by the gambling agreement, of course she could not go back, so she opened her eyes and said nonsense, "I don't have money to pay the rent, so I put it to someone else and get back some of the money."

Shen Orange no longer asked.

He propped up his wet eyelashes and brought the other person into his field of vision. She had a small twitch, her hair was messy, her earlobes were slender, her cheeks were covered with delicate, soft white hair, and her skin was full of water, like freshly picked nectar. Tao, revealing a girl's unique youthfulness.

She was standing in the narrow bathroom with a toothbrush in her mouth, wearing his newly bought suspender shorts and underwear, suddenly giving Chen Orange the illusion that she "belongs" to him.

The thin shoulder strap slipped to the arm.

The size inside may be a bit larger, so remember to pay attention next time.

He lowered his eyes, thinking so, and carved the details of a woman into his palace of memory.

The weak shoulder was touched lightly.

The black-haired boy supported the washbasin with his white wrists, and his fingertips gently raised her slipped red bean paste green shoulder straps, clammy and delicate, crawling over like a snake.

How do you describe this feeling?

He lowered his waist, slightly tightened his shoulder blades, buried them in her neck, and kissed the collarbone with his cold lips.

So weakly he picked up a bunch of black hair on the other side, and this guy had thick hair like a wig.

"Don't keep your mouth shut, I'm going to eat oranges tonight."

So weak and solemnly threatened him.

Unexpectedly, the other party put his chin on her collarbone, raised her face slightly, with fine drops of water hanging on the eyebrows and eyelashes, with a Microsoft breath, "...navel orange?"

So weak: "???"

Why does the hero seem to know better than her?

The residents on this floor stood outside the door with an embarrassed expression, "Well, I wish you a good relationship for a hundred years, and have a good son early, um, I don't want to disturb you, that is, can you put aside the issue of making dog food first. "The tenant blushed, "I want to go to the toilet."

This is the inconvenience of public toilets. There are four households on each floor. Although the work and rest are inconsistent, there will always be embarrassing scenes of meeting the toilet in a narrow road.

He was so weak and not so cruel, so he went out and waited with toothpaste in his mouth.

A hand spread out in front of her eyes.

"Spit it out and choke down carefully."

She was extremely well-behaved and spit out toothpaste foam on his wrist.

Shen Cheng thought, if he has the ability, he must buy a large villa that is undisturbed, and the bathroom must be luxurious and automatic, so that the lady can get up fresh and refreshed every day.

"What are you thinking about, so distracted."

Shen Orange converged her expression.

"nothing."

Shen Cheng is a planning boy. Once he decides something, he has a very strong executive power. After eating a bowl of wontons, he was dragged to see the house. On the way, the other party bought her glutinous rice chicken and asked her to eat while walking. In fact, he is so weak that he has no hope for the rental house. The male protagonist is stingy and has to save money even on the bus fare. It is basically impossible to expect him to bleed heavily.

So weak I only hope that the house he rented this time will not be a nest of cockroaches, and the little green tea fairy is more down-to-earth, that also has her own bottom line!

She would never accept living with cockroaches!

"This room has a separate bathroom as well as a kitchen. The lighting and ventilation are good. You are students, right? Auntie will give you a cheaper price. Two thousand a month is good." The landlord is very happy.

Shen Cheng transferred the account, bet two to pay one, and the six thousand yuan was quickly spent.

Such a weak staring at the stingy male lead, how calm the other person is?

It's so scary!

So weak suspected that he was holding back some big move.

Before leaving, the landlord’s aunty instructed, “You are a single female white-collar worker downstairs. You work and rest early. Well, you just broke up in love. So if you play at night, please pay attention. Don’t trampoline. It’s not good if you get a complaint. No matter how immortal auntie is, she can't comfort a dog that's been killed."

Bounce, trampoline?

Shen Orange was almost brain dead, blushing so much that he could boil eggs.

So weakly, he slammed the opponent's thin waist, he was so sensitive that he trembled, and his eyes softened into a pool of water.

I was crying, I wanted to engage in it.

The kind little green tea fairy resisted her evil thoughts, changed the subject, and the two went out to buy things again. Naturally, they were all so weak to use.

After this trip, seven or eight hundred flowers went out again.

It's too weird to think so weakly, shouldn't the male lead jump up and accuse her of her prodigal waste?

After returning, Shen Orange hurried people to the sofa and cleaned the room inside and out.

He cocked Erlang's legs so weakly, biting the chocolate bar while flipping through her textbook for class tomorrow.

And when the male leader was sweating, a wave of green tea came by the way to speak.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean not to do housework, but learning this little fairy **** my hands and feet."

"Your ex-girlfriend is really spoiled by you. I feel so sorry for you to work on your own. If it were me, I would definitely order another ice-cola to watch you sweat."

"Wow, brother, you are soaked, but unfortunately you don't have any abdominal muscles." She exclaimed, "It's okay, I have a vest line, so I can touch it for you—"

The other's eyes are down, with thick eyelashes.

"Then I will reluctantly, just touch it."

He bent down, so weak that he blocked him with a book, "No, you smell so bad, stay away from me!"

In the end, Chen Cheng took a cold shower and came back, catching him, and scratching her until she begged for mercy.

"IOU, it's six million, right?"

He suddenly asked about business.

He was so weak and nodded pitifully, "I have arrived in the car, and I have to make it up within a month."

Chen Cheng hugged her with gentle strength, as if she was hugging a ball of cotton candy, her clear voice contained a trace of chaotic air, and her breath sprayed warmly on her neck.

"I still."

I'll help you pay it back, you belong to me.

The girl in her arms raised her head in surprise, "What did you say?"

He touched her forehead, his eyes were obscure, "I will pay you six million, in exchange, you have to accompany me."

So weak tilted his head.

"accompany?"

"Yes, stay with me." He whispered softly.

Accompany him to dinner, accompany him to get up early, accompany him to study questions in the study room with the library, accompany him to step on the puddle childishly after the rain.

Accompany him late at night, in a bed lacking oxygen, and exchange a long, long kiss.

A week later, Shen Cheng went to see the chairman of Hongxiang Technology, who admired him and threw an olive branch before graduation. However, the blood of capitalists is often cold, and the other party wants to buy out his ten years with three million.

For a young competitor with unlimited potential, this is equivalent to a bond of destiny.

Within ten years, he had a dead salary and couldn't make it.

After negotiation, Shen Orange set the price at four million.

At the moment when he accepted the thin contract, Shen Orange was lost.

He finally compromised and sold himself to the capitalists, clearly marked.

There are still more than one million yuan. Shen Orange settled his savings, asked the two seniors to borrow them, and solemnly made an IOU.

The senior also joked, "Junior brother, don't you know how to take care of Xiaojiao's wife?"

Chen Cheng's ear tips are hot.

The senior suddenly became very rare, "Really? Who? It won't be the one who majored in international finance, right? You have both entered and exited recently, which is very eye-catching."

Shen Orange neither admitted nor denied.

At ten o'clock in the evening, in a cake shop that was not yet closed, the black-haired boy stopped for a while, walked into the shop, and bought a leftover, discounted cake, exactly ten dollars.

He was extremely embarrassed and asked the clerk if he could give him a free colored candle.

Shen Orange was embarrassed and received blessings from strangers for the first time.

"Happy birthday to you."

This is also his first birthday, and he doesn't want to mention it in front of others. After all, life is terrible and shallow, and there is really nothing to celebrate.

If it's two people, then it's different.

Under the warm candlelight, would the eldest lady sing a birthday song for him with her crescent-like eyes and her sweet voice?

Shen Cheng thought about it, but she raised her mouth unconsciously.

He hurried back to the apartment, no one was there.

He waited until eleven thirty minutes.

Shen Orange couldn't help it. Just about to call, she sent a message. She was in a bar with her friend. She was stopped by someone, saying that she was not repaying the money and refused to let her go. Shen Cheng was anxious, and raised his hand, overturning the butter cake.

The cherries roll to the bottom of the table.

The cream is dirty.

His brain was blank for a moment, he clung to the card neatly, took a taxi, and arrived at his destination in twenty minutes.

On a circle of pink sofas, Shen Orange caught the person and hurriedly squeezed in.

"Orange!"

She almost jumped up, her shoulders pressed, and she looked at him aggrievedly.

"Six million, all here, let her go."

He pressed his lips together.

The other party didn't control his facial expression, and he squatted.

The people around were noisy, and the lights of the demons danced around him dizzy.

Shen Orange vaguely heard the words "weak sister is so strong", "get it done in a week" and so on.

The smile on her mouth became illegible.

He vaguely felt that things were out of control.

Before losing control, he passed through the noisy crowd, grabbed her hand, and begged in a low voice, "...Miss, let's go back." He guessed some clues, but still wanted to deceive himself.

Tonight is my 23rd birthday and I want to spend it with you.

Your palm hasn't reached into my collar to make a fool of yourself.

You haven't kissed me yet.

You haven't told me, happy birthday, wish me you every year and love every year.

"Oh, thank you for your generosity, I won the game." The lady stroked her chest and smiled triumphantly.

Games?

His love... is it just a game of insignificant entertainment?

Shen Orange covered her eyes, her heart hanging on the edge.

Oh, he has become a joke again.