What to do if your male god is too good at self-attack

Colorful lights flashed continuously, the noisy music was deafening, and everyone in the dance floor went crazy. They danced closely together, scanning the entire room, and after locking onto their prey, they quickly attacked, just like a cheetah biting the throat and hitting the target with one strike.

This is Changqing’s new territory, and Yang Langzi is here to look after the situation.

He didn't have much musical talent, but after staying here for a long time, he started to imitate them and shake his neck to make himself look more sociable.

He heard that the monthly turnover here exceeded six figures, and Chen Song gave it to Ma Feilu, which made him drool with envy. He now knew that if he followed Chen Song, even if a little bit of minced meat slipped through his fingers, he would be so delicious that he would die, so he was more attentive to Chen Song now.

"Brother Song!"

Ma Feilu followed Chen Song out of the car. Looking at Yang Langzi like this, he suddenly understood why Chen Song let him go at that time. Now Yang Langzi was like a pug for him to order around, which was more interesting than beating him half to death.

Ma Feilu tilted his head and smiled as he watched Yang Langzi humiliate himself, feeling very satisfied.

Chen Song entered the exclusive box and waved his hand. Two beauties with big breasts and thin waists walked in with their hips twisted and sat down next to him and Ma Feilu.

After all, Ma Feilu is still young and is a greenhorn in this regard. Faced with the beautiful woman throwing herself at him, he didn't know where to put his eyes.

Chen Song looked at his unfamiliar appearance and sneered: "Don't like it? Or don't you know how to do it?"

The hostess put her long hair aside, took Ma Feilu's hand and placed it on her delicate legs, and moaned softly as Ma Feilu caressed her.

Ma Feilu pretended to be extremely experienced. He pinched Hunyuan with one hand and used a little more force, causing the woman to scream in pain.

Chen Song saw all of this and said nothing. He bit the ice cube in the whiskey and squinted his eyes comfortably.

"Brother Song."

"Come in."

With permission, Yao Gang came in and said, "We didn't get that piece of land."

Chen Song's expression suddenly turned ugly: "Who took it away?"

"An Group."

Chen Song just raised his eyes lightly, and Yao Gang was so scared that he immediately lowered his head. The 1.85-meter-tall man was as obedient as a little lamb in front of him.

Chen Song fiddled with the wine glass in his hand and looked at the beautiful woman who was leaning on his arms and still trying to tease him.

"Do you think he's useful?"

The beauty could also sense Chen Song's displeasure, and she shrilled, "What's the point if I can't do what Brother Song ordered?"

After getting the answer, Chen Song looked at Yao Gang: "Did you hear it?"

"Brother Song, they have close ties with the officials there. We just returned to Qucheng and our foundation is not stable. How about we make plans later?" Yao Gang suggested.

Chen Song narrowed his eyes and said nothing, but the next second, the beautiful woman's head had already fallen on the glass coffee table.

The coffee table broke apart, and half of the beautiful woman's face was bleeding. She looked at the man with great fear, and she knelt on the broken pieces, not daring to move, and tremblingly called out, "Brother Song?"

"If you can't get that land, you will be like her." Chen Song nodded the beautiful woman's head.

"I understand." Yao Gang turned and left, not daring to stay for even a moment.

The beauty was trembling so violently that she didn't dare to look up at him, and she didn't even dare to cry out loud.

"Why don't you bring in a prettier one?" the manager next to him shouted, but was stopped by Chen Song. He turned his head and looked at Ma Feilu.

When he saw the blood, Ma Feilu was not afraid. Instead, his eyes were shining and he was extremely excited.

As expected of his brother.

"This is for you and her."

Chen Song meant that he should do something with the beauty in his arms today.

Chen Song’s words were the truth to Ma Feilu. He nodded in agreement and turned to look at the hostess who was shivering in his arms.

Chen Song walked out with his hands in his pockets. Behind him was the woman's terrified cry caused by Ma Feilu's rudeness, but the shrill sound was soon replaced by music.

This is the nourishment that feeds the flowers of evil.

-

It is early winter now, and the last cicada chirp has disappeared.

Zhu Huaining leaned against the roadside, looking at a window of the small Western-style building.

It was not until more than ten minutes later that the window was opened. Zhu Huaining quietly watched Lin Xia Ning yawn, stretch, and walk back to the room.

Zhu Huaining dreamed that on weekends, Lin Xianing liked to listen to English while running.

I woke up from a dream in the middle of the night and came here to wait in the cold wind. I don’t know what I wanted to verify.

Soon, Lin Xia Ning, wearing a light sportswear and untying the headphone cord, ran down from upstairs.

The moment he saw Lin Xia Ning, Zhu Huaining couldn't tell whether it was a dream or the real world.

But the moment Lin Xia Ning raised her eyes, she stopped and refused to move forward.

"He Ji's Xiao Long Bao and soy milk." Zhu Huaining handed it over, "Hot."

He has always been a playboy, and someone would immediately prepare whatever he wanted. He originally thought that he was a careless person, but in fact, when he met Lin Xia Ning, he got used to remembering her preferences and silently paid attention to everything about her.

Because Lin Xia Ning didn't like to tell him anything, she built a wall between them and he tore it down by himself.

"I've eaten." Lin Xia Ning's words interrupted Zhu Huaining's actions. He pursed his lips and said, "What happened? Why didn't you reply to my message and refused to meet me in person?"

Lin Xia Ning brushed past him and walked out, Zhu Huaining followed behind her. He had never suffered so much anger since he was a child.

"You said we can only be friends, so let's be friends. Have you ever seen anyone block a friend?"

"Friends have classes." The moment Lin Xia Ning turned around, her ponytail scratched Zhu Huaining's eyes. He subconsciously took a step back, still holding the breakfast he had queued up to buy for Lin Xia Ning.

The two of them remained silent until Lin Xia Ning stepped forward, snatched the breakfast from Zhu Huai Ning's arms, and threw it into the trash can. Zhu Huai Ning then grabbed her wrist and suppressed his anger: "Lin Xia Ning."

Why do you keep trampling on my sincerity?

But he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, Lin Xia Ning grabbed his hand and said, "Follow me."

-

The place Lin Xia Ning brought him to was actually a golf course.

Zhu Huaining and his parents had been here, and the waiter at the door began to nod and bow as soon as he saw him from a distance.

"Look." Lin Xia Ning pointed into the distance.

A girl is swinging on the green field. Her long curly hair like seaweed reaches her waist and is simply tied up with a pearl headband. When the ball she swings draws a beautiful arc in the air, she will slightly raise her chin in joy.

It’s Pei Xin.

"What are you looking at?"

"How do you think she fought?" Lin Xia Ning asked.

Zhu Huaining was annoyed, but still answered: "It's good. The grip and swing angle are both OK."

"I don't understand." Lin Xia Ning looked at Pei Xin who was having fun, "Isn't it just a stick? Should I throw out a thousand-dollar tip just for hitting the ball?" Lin Xia Ning said, turning to look at Zhu Huaining, "But you understand."

Zhu Huaining's pupils trembled slightly: "Lin Xia Ning..."

"You can put aside your so-called class and come to my world, but I can never come to your world." Lin Xia Ning clenched her hands at her side into fists, "I don't want to... get hurt."

Zhu Huaining wanted to save something, but the moment his slender fingers touched Lin Xia Ning's sleeves, Lin Xia Ning ruthlessly pushed them away: "Zhu Huaining, don't bother me. I'm different from you. You can go abroad, but I can only take the college entrance examination."

Lin Xia Ning turned around and left. When Zhu Huaining wanted to catch up, Pei Xin stopped him with a sweet voice: "Huaining, why are you here?"

"Huaining, uncle and aunt said you were not feeling well today, why did you come anyway?"

Zhu Huaining turned around and saw the two families had already walked behind him. He greeted them coldly: "Mom, Dad, Uncle, and Aunt."

"Now that you're here, come and play a couple of rounds." The fathers called him.

"Yes, Huaining is very good at playing golf!" Pei Xin's eyes were filled with admiration and longing. The two parents looked at each other, knowing full well the ignorant love between their children.

Only Zhu's mother looked behind Zhu Huaining, but did not see the girl there.