Deprived prisoner: You are only getting old, my mother is eighteen years old

"Hey! King, you are still alive! What are you doing this morning, and you don't answer the phone." I said.

"Morning-isn't it in a meeting! Are you in the studio? If you are, I will come over for a cup of tea now!" he said.

Hearing that he was about to come over for tea, my back went straight and cold. Last time I talked about drinking tea at the company, but I took three investigators and almost sent me to jail.

"I'm not in the studio right now, is there something urgent?" I asked.

"I will meet you at some point in time!" he said.

"I will be there in the evening, around 4 o'clock!" I said.

"That's good, that's good, then meet at four o'clock!" he said.

The environment in which the king speaks has no noise at all. It is too quiet and unusually quiet. Furthermore, when he mentioned drinking tea, he deliberately increased his tone. In other words, the investigator asked him to return this call.

After hanging up the phone, I sat next to Wicker.

"The scenery here is really good." said Willow.

"Then sit a little longer, the investigator will arrive after 4 o'clock." I said.

"Don't you want to eat something?" Wicker asked.

"Stop eating, just sit like this!" I shook my head and said.

"Suzaku once said: In our business, either has been fine or has been having trouble. Is your current situation considered as having been having trouble?" asked Willow.

"Sure enough, the most poisonous woman's heart, you have been silent for so long, so you are thinking that I have been going wrong!" I said.

"Where is it, I just suddenly felt a little worried. This kind of feeling is not good, I have never had it before." said Wicker.

"Could it be due to old age?" I asked.

"You are only getting old! You are not serious! My mother is 18 years old!" said Liu Tiao.

I lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and slowly puffed out smoke rings one after another.

Her posture reminds me of the high school days. Once wandering in the street with her, a rascal whistling, said rudely to her: "This little girl is very sexy!"

This guy,To molest the woman next to me in front of me is obviously to humiliate me. Suddenly, my masculinity surged up. It was about to happen, but she heard her sternly yelling: "Your mother is sexy!"

With such a straightforward sentence, she directly trapped the other party and didn't get over it for a long time.

"What do you mean by smoking rings?" Wicker said angrily.

"I'm about to lose my freedom. I smoke a few cigarettes and spit a few cigarette rings to relieve my anger! What's the point!" I said.

"I don't see any resentment on you! You look so content, people who don't know think you just finished mating!" said Wicker.

"Oh, you girl, how do you talk? What is mating? How come you haven't been influenced by me after knowing me for so long? Until now, talking is still so simple and rude. If you can be tactful and romantic, it won't be enough Still single so far! When this incident is over, you must be taught to be a good person!" I said.

"Education, how could it not be. I have known each other for more than ten years, and I have been smoked by you for more than ten years. There is only one taste, why can't I smoke it?" said Wicker.

"This is not a question of whether you are tired or not. I need firepower to suppress my IQ, otherwise, I will lose control!" I said.

"This joke is novel! Speaking of which, you have always been calm and relaxed. It turns out that smoking has such effects." She said.

"Is it effective for others? I don't know. Anyway, for me, it is very effective." I said.

"What is the concept of out of control?" she asked suddenly.

I thought a little, and then said: "If you lose control, sitting next to you may be another person who is completely strange to you."

"Schizophrenia!" She Say.

"Probably it can be understood like this!" I said.

She nodded, thoughtful.Then, I suddenly reacted and asked, "Are you really not going to have lunch?"

I shook my head and said, "There is no hunger, and no appetite. Go and eat!"

"I still want to invite you." You are eating a big meal-forget it, you can eat a big meal by yourself," she said.

"Well, go!" I said.

"That's it! That's all! You are really hard-hearted, I'll order takeaway." She became a little impatient.

"Order me one too, eat with you." I said.

"Have you not figured out the situation yet? I'll be with you! Look at your lonely person, you can get money when you squat in the street!" she said.

Then, she stared at the phone, looking through the food as if strenuously. I looked out the window, lit another cigarette, and vomited the fog.

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