"Thank you, brother! Thank you, brother!" The bald head dragged his **** thighs, and moved to the computer desk, swiftly transferring money.

A full six hundred thousand.

"Brother, are you satisfied? Brother? Brother, I swear with my bare hair that I will never provoke my brother again, Lin Yisan, I will fight once when I see it. Really, brother, if I pull the calf, I, I, I, I, I'm not human!"

Gao Leng raised his gun and faced his bald head with a wicked smile: "Since you know the truth, I will give you a long memory for this shot."

The bald head looked at Hessenson's muzzle in horror, shaking like a sieve. The fear of death enveloped him.

This is over, he thought.

Bang! With a muffled sound, a cold hand pulled the trigger.

The body of the bald head fell to the ground at once, directly paralyzed by fright.

The bullet hit the middle of his thigh, not far from the vital part.

Hush hush hush...

A puddle of water gushed out of him, with a sorrowful smell, and he was actually scared to pee.

Gao Leng gave a smirk. This shot was probably enough for him to remember for a lifetime, so he stood up, threw the gun to the ground, and turned away.

...

Xiao Leng sat in the driving seat, the car was filled with a faint smell of food, she fried pork ribs and some green vegetables, at this time the sky was slightly bright, she parked the car in the garage, took out the key and yawned.

Lie weakly on the steering wheel.

She has never been so exhausted. She is a good girl. Other classmates occasionally play games all night. She always goes to bed on time at 10:30. She rushes all night, and she keeps busy all night. Still a little overwhelmed.

Her petite body was lying on the steering wheel, exhausted.

However, after a short break of less than a few tens of seconds, she forcibly opened the car door, held the lunch box, immersed herself in the smell, and smiled happily.

"Brother Gao Leng will be ready to eat in a while. He must be hungry. Fortunately, he has made a lot. Then Miss Shan and sisters can also eat a little." Xiao Leng hurried to the studio carrying the lunch box, and turned around. Only see a small list.

Seeing that there was no trace of fatigue on Xiao Shan's face, he commanded this command and that with grandeur, with a sense of heroism and heroism.

"I want a black background, black!" Xiao Shan frowned and pointed to the big blue curtain behind in the newly built studio, and said sharply.

"But the interviews with other stars are all blue. There is no need to change him to black." The team member in charge of the studio was impatient. It was the first time that he organized so many studios. See such a rigorous person in charge.

She has to be as good as the light angle of the color at the bottom of the screen, as small as the potted flower placed inside. In this way, the star and the cameraman are very satisfied, and the effect is really good, but they are tired behind the scenes. staff member.

"It's just going to be useful, it's just an interview anyway." The staff whispered quietly.

"Black is more suitable for his temperament. Change to black. I'll give you fifteen minutes." Jian Xiaoshan was obviously too lazy to explain to him too much. He raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "After fifteen minutes, I want to watch. Until the black background appears here, or you leave."

There is no room for negotiation in words. In a simple world, work is to be meticulous. The word "will be" is not in her dictionary.

"Sister Xiao Shan, are you hungry? Take a bite first..."

"I'm not hungry, thank you." Xiao Shan walked to the next studio before she finished speaking. It was very different from Xiao Leng's exhaustion. She was almost as tired as a chicken blood, compared to the seven souls present. The man who went to Liupo, she was a fighter.

Given such a big stall to Jian Xiaodan, Gao Leng does not need to worry about anything.

Mu Xiao Leng searched for a circle and still didn't see Gao Leng, and sighed in disappointment. Suddenly he remembered Gao Leng’s cousin, the little witch. Gao Leng’s relatives are also her relatives. She must take good care of her, Xiao Leng Without thinking about it, he happily went to her with the lunch box.

The little witch fell asleep, and the doorbell rang several times before she got up slowly. She drooped her tail and couldn't walk smoothly. She looked in the cat's eyes and she was so scared that her tail straightened and turned into a human form. She grabbed a piece of clothing and wore it. It opened the door.

Fortunately, take a look in the cat's eyes first, otherwise it will be bad.

"Sister-in-law... good sister-in-law." The little witch drew her tail abruptly, shaking her whole body in pain, and forced a smile.

"Hello, your face is so pale, come on, I'll bring you something to eat, you can eat some." Mu Xiaoleng saw the little witch pale, and frowned distressedly: "Brother Gao Leng must be busy. Go, don’t worry, I will take care of you."

Not to mention, Mu Xiao Leng was a little bird in front of Gao Leng, and at this moment she looked like a sister-in-law, helping the little witch to the bed.

"It's still hot, and I don't know if it suits your taste. You order first." Mu Xiaoleng opened the lunch box quickly and said softly.

The little witch looked up and down Mu Xiao Leng. This woman was familiar and unfamiliar with the little witch. What she was familiar with was that she always appeared in Gao Leng's consciousness. Every time Gao Leng thought of her, she felt extremely happy in her heart, and the strange thing was After all, the little witch had never been in close contact with her.

Looking at it this way, the little witch couldn't help but exclaimed in her heart.

I saw Mu Xiaolen in a white sailor suit and a blue short skirt underneath. She was petite but well-proportioned. She should have a chest, **** and butt. The most important thing is that she exudes a sense of tranquility. The breath, the sweet taste.

The little witch ate and ate, and the two chatted each other. Mu Xiaolen was innocent, and the little witch didn't understand the world. The two of them were in good harmony, and they had a good chat.

The little witch suddenly thought of something and raised her head and asked seriously: "Sister Xiao Leng, what is love?"

Mu Xiaoling didn't expect that she would suddenly ask like this, and blushed and thought for a while: "Love is to hold your hand, grow old with your son, no matter what happens, you will never leave."

"Can I only hold one person's hand?" the little witch asked.

"Of course." Mu Xiao Leng laughed at her question: "Do you still love a lot of people at the same time? I only have brother Gao Leng in my heart. I don't care about other men."

The little witch was stunned: "For humans, can a man only love one person?"

"For humans?" Xiao Leng was a little surprised. This question is very unique. Seeing the little witch's innocent look and cute, she couldn't help squeezing her face: "I don't know the man, but Now it’s not ancient times, it’s monogamous, what do you think love is?"

"Um... Monogamous..." The little witch lowered her head and muttered, then tilted her head for a moment and said seriously: "I don't know what love is, but I think it should be because he is happy. "

Mu Xiao Leng was taken aback when he heard it, and then nodded approvingly, "It's a blessing for a man to get you. By the way, is your home here? Do you want to go back to Beijing with us for a few days? I Treat you well."

The little witch's face was a little strange, she shook her head decisively: "No, I'll leave in a while."

Monogamy, if I were exposed, Gao Leng would lose Mu Xiao Leng. The little witch sighed slightly and added: "I'm going home now. Just tell Brother Gao Leng. "