What are you talking about? How about chatting with God? Do you want me to write a five hundred words for you?

Chen is not reasonable.

The hair was licked, his neck was pinched, his face was touched, and he still ignored it.

After the seven ointments were used up, they bought two times the value of the good value.

Yes, yes, it’s fourteen.

Together with the seven sent by the previous system, the number is quite scary.

The average person is far behind.

Through yesterday's one-day tour, Chen deeply believes in one sentence - the potential of human beings is infinite.

He did not waste, the flower that grew on his body did not wither, or fresh|| tender||fresh|| tender||, horrible, feeling that he is not human.

That little chrysanthemum||Flower is really easy to use, it is his eyes.

Chen summoned the system in his heart. "444, I must tell you something, I thank you."

The system said, "I thank you too."

Chen was shocked again, came here, and it was the kind of feeling of gnashing his teeth. He had a big mouse with fat in his head and squatted in front of the machine.

The mood of the system is very bad, it seems that he opened a big mouth on the other side.

Chen couldn't figure it out. From yesterday afternoon to the present, he was being engaged, and he didn't even have to urinate.

"Xiaoju||Flower give me a little more."

The system said, "Out of stock."

Chen added, "Cute me."

The system says, "Yes, tease you."

"The mission is less than 50%. If that thing is not available, you will tremble with your ass."

Chen Zai, "..."

How to hold your own fart||Shares? That skill is too strong, he can't do it.

"Is it what I did?"

"Not you."

Chen has just breathed a sigh of relief and heard the mechanical sound in his head. "Who is it?"

"..."

Finished, offended the system, I still don't know, I can't play it in the future.

Chen glared at his eyebrows and looked at his heart. He pulled the quilt up and pulled it down again. The man's hand was still coming in, and he shamelessly put it in his neck.

The hand was so cool, Chen made another slap, and the goose bumps on his neck instantly danced.

"Why are you, I don't want to talk to you, I am tired, I want to sleep!"

He took the tip of his tongue and touched the back molars. He couldn’t breathe, listened, and his voice was dumb.

The book curled down the back and buried his face in Chen’s neck. "It’s not that you said those words||hook||引||我."

Chen pushed the man's head away and rounded his eyes. "You speak clearly, what am I saying?"

The lips of the script are smashed, and the voice is low. "You said, no matter how many faces I have, you like it."

Chen is another, well, he said this, just yesterday afternoon.

No, at that time, the other party was comatose. How did you know that?

The book is a chuckle, "I am conscious."

Chen’s head banged in the head, and the blood in his body rushed into his face. He quickly shrank his head into the quilt, so he was so shameful.

He said a lot at the time and didn't know how much he listened.

The script seems to know what Chen thinks in his heart. He is holding people through the quilt. "Every word you say, every word, I heard it."

Chen is still dead.

The book forcibly took the man out of the quilt and stared at the red face. His eyes were extremely complicated, and there were too many things hidden inside. Now he is starting to rush out a little.

"I know your business."

Chen did not understand, "What?"

The script touched the face of the youth, and the fingertips rubbed his lips. "You come to me, it is not accidental."

Chen was shocked to say nothing.

This script suddenly changed its fantasy. He was a mentally retarded person and could not stand it.

"444, something big, the goal seems to know that I am engaged in the task, what should I do?"

Chen is very panicked, "You can save me!"

The system said, "I am dead."

Chen was sluggish for a while, forget it, he will die.

"You are not doing this for the first time."

The edict is not more straightforward. There seems to be any unavoidable difficulties and restrictions. "This is the seventh time. Before that, you have done it six times."

Chen was shocked by Zhang Dazui’s mouth and was motionless.

There was no sound in his voice, and there was no complete syllable.

what happened? Is he thinking wrong?

"There is a problem with your memory." The book said, "So you don't know your past."

Chen suddenly grabbed the man's arm and shook his fingertips.

The system said, it is not the same as the man said, who is lying with him?

"It's all the same."

Repeatedly, "I am."

Chen’s breathing stopped and his heartbeat stopped. No wonder he would feel familiar.

That is to say, the system of the old goblin is lying to him!

"444, you are coming out."

The system is dead, there is no fart sound.

Chen Youzhen, "I asked you before, will you lie to me, especially, you owe me an explanation, I don't care, you don't make it clear, I am not finished with you!"

The system is still dead.

Chen listened to the script and said that he only knew that he was here for the task.

I don't know what it is.

Chen wants to say, but can't say it, like a button that has been banned, and he is gnashing his teeth.

A hand was placed on his head, and the comforting sighed, and he spit out a sigh of relief.

"What are you talking about, are you true?"

The book said, "Yeah."

Chen is sobbing, it’s great! It turned out that this is not his first task, it is the seventh one, then he will be able to go home soon!

He said, how can the difficulty factor of the first task be so high, and there is a problem.

The next moment, Chen’s heart was a little sad. He went home, what should this person do?

The book is smiling at Chen. "You don't care about me if you do it."

He kiss||kiss Chen’s eyes, search for a bit of salty smell on the top, and mute, “I will walk with you.”

Chen has lived again.

That means, will you go home with him? Is that right?

Is there such a good thing? Can be born again, can also bring back a daughter-in-law?

God is too good for him, and Chen is happy to keep his mouth shut.

Suddenly asked, "Which one do you like?"

There is murderous! Chen’s mouth was closed in an instant, “I like it.”

Yan Shuxiao asked, "Which one is the most favorite?"

"..."

Chen's face is pumping, the director is so boring when you play this way. This is more than the aging mother and the wife at the same time, who will save too much.

"Which one is you."

The script was not pronounced, and he only spoke for a long time. "You are right."

Chen breathed a sigh of relief. He put both arms through the man's elbow and wrapped around his waist. "What about I used to do with you?"

"This has to ask yourself."

What's in the depths of the book, "I am waiting for you to tell me."

Chen also inexplicably hit a cold war, is he a scum?

No, he just wanted to talk, and the crystal light on the ceiling suddenly fell.

This is followed by a painting on the wall.

The system is angry.

The bedroom soon became a mess.

Chen was taken away from the bed by the script, avoiding the debris on the ground and looking for a piece of open space to continue to love.

This sub-system can't be destroyed, it is estimated to cry.

Chen opened the man's coat and shrank himself. Things seemed to be open, and there seemed to be no.

Anyway, he knows two things. One is that this is the seventh task, and the other is that the goals are the same person.

Maybe like him, is it bound to a system for some purpose?

Chen doesn't feel too much. If it is a host, it is impossible to be so embarrassed and can suffocate the system.

The most important thing at the moment is to let the script know his mission and help him get it done sooner.

When Chen thought about it, he began to sing deeply. "As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world."

After singing, he looked up at the man.

The book said, "Not bad."

"I still like to hear you sing "Nuclear" and "On the Road."

Chen turned his eyes again. It seems that this is unreasonable. It is reasonable to say that this person has followed him a lot of worlds, loves him very much, and the value of evil thoughts is definitely lost.

Moreover, it is still a mystery about how the value of the evil thoughts in this world came from.

It must be that the system is making a ghost.

Chen decided to wait for the system to disappear, and then patted the hair and looked at the hair to see if he could ask something.

He sighed and the passive feeling was very bad.

One day, Chen was still with the script, and even the most common cooking and washing dishes, I feel happy.

The script took out a blank sheet from a drawer in the small window of the bay window. "I find one every day, and there is no word at all."

"Until my strange pictures and sounds appeared in my mind, I knew why there was no content on the paper."

Chen asked him, "Why?"

The book is smiling and not talking.

Chen knows that every time a book comes out, it will record its own experience, it is the system, it erases the content.

Really embarrassing.

When I went to work on Monday, everyone accepted the fact that the director was alive and kicking, and everyone was happy.

Chen is still envious of the eyes of sisters and sisters, and it is not wrong to go to work.

On several occasions, I met Jiang Meiren, and the other party ignored it all the time. Chen was not embarrassed.

You give a good face, not everyone will give you a smile.

After half a month, the script came back from the outside and "take you to your new home."

Chen was confused and sat in the car, and was confused and brought to a three-story small ocean building.

The book stopped the car, "Go down."

Chen snorted and untied his seat belt.

Xiaoyanglou is a European-style style. The interior decoration is mainly warm, and the whole has a warm feeling.

There is a lazy chair in the corner of the living room. When you look at it, you will know that it will be very comfortable. When you sit down, you will get inside.

Every detail that is presented in front of Chen’s eyes is full of home taste.

The booklet took out a pair of pink slippers from the shoe cabinet.

Chen used his foot to hook the little bear above the slippers. His mouth rose. "I found that you really have a soft spot for the bear."

There are a lot of homes and new houses.

"Yeah?" The book took out a small teddy bear pendant. "Like?"

Chen took a look, what was flashing in his mind, he couldn’t catch it, "It’s pretty good."

The book pays attention to the changes in the youth, and there is no expectation. "That's it."

Put the pendant in his pocket, and Chen pulled the slippers in. "This house is beautiful."

I always feel that there are individual objects that are familiar, as I have seen before.

For example, the long-awaited dining table, the porcelain doll on the shelf, the long knife placed under the TV cabinet...

Chen pressed the temple, his memory was chaotic, and he was stepped on by the tricycle, all of which were wheel prints.

"I went to the toilet."

That day, Chen was licking the urine and was doing it. Good guy, he couldn’t control the urine. You guessed it. The one who made him was just like the big pill, and it was terrible.

It’s too shadowy.

Chen went to the bathroom and did not pay attention to the sigh behind him, full of disappointment and forbearance.

The new house is not far from the hospital, driving for ten or twenty minutes.

Chen went to the dormitory to collect things and patted the shoulders of Dr. Zhou.

Dr. Zhou yelled at him||昧's crowded eyes, followed by the director of the cockroach.

Chen licked his mouth and pulled it down. He was the meat of the plate, and the director of the cockroach changed the pattern every day.

Relatively speaking, male subjects are easier than other departments.

After a month, Chen’s time for rest is still OK. Anyway, he has nothing to do, and he is waiting everywhere.

In the winter, the value of evil thoughts was 45, and the rounding was half. Chen couldn't understand the heart of the book. He could only be himself, how to say it, how to do it, and treat the book with sincerity.

He thought, if the script has hate, grievances, and gives him time, he will be able to make it. This self-confidence comes from the other person's eyes when he looks at himself.

On the morning of Saturday, Chen was in the kitchen and he was worried that the script would be so serious that he would have a serious kidney deficiency.

The cell phone in the living room rang, and Chen rubbed his hand on the apron and received a call from Dr. Zhou, saying that Jiang Meiren was carrying AIDS.

He made a big jump. "No? Is it wrong?"

Doctor Zhou on the other side of the phone said, "Yes, there is indeed hiv in Dr. Jiang's blood."

He sighed. "Hey, who knows that an AIDS patient is by our side, or a surgeon, stay with us every day."

"The most troublesome thing now, Dr. Jiang's situation was sent to Weibo without any big trouble. The public opinion couldn't hold back. The patients and family members who had handled her were looking for it, so that they wanted to smash the hospital."

Chen added, "I will give them clear knowledge about AIDS."

"It’s useless. Those who listen, the nurse at the front desk was beaten when they said it."

Dr. Zhou was noisy. "Dr. Chen, Dr. Jiang had a car accident that day. The doctors and nurses who treated her wounds were waiting in line to check. Now the hospital is a bit troublesome."

Chen suddenly lost his mobile phone and ran to the study room in a panic. "Hey, you didn't kiss Jiang Meiren?"

The book said, "No."

Chen grabbed his shoulder and swayed. "Then you have..."

The vibrating sound of the cymbal sounded from the table, and the mobile phone of the screaming book rang. He picked it up, not the hospital was Bai Xu.

"That time I saw Dr. Jiang from your hospital, I felt that I had seen it before, but I couldn’t remember it. I just remembered what happened on Weibo. I saw it in a wallet of a mental patient a few years ago. Over."

Bai Xu said, "The mentally ill person has AIDS."