Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

What a romantic scene of a man in love with a woman! It is particularly conspicuous to outsiders, especially to those who have bad intentions.

The foreigner at the door was so angry when he saw this scene. He stared at the back of the man with black glasses and snorted coldly, then got into his car parked at the door. Not long after, the car drove away.

Before that, those who were monitoring Zhang Xingxing also retreated one after another, and timidly informed the big guys behind them.

Private investigators: Oh my god! The boss (they) already disliked the guy wearing sunglasses, and now they hugged and kissed each other in public. It's over now, there is no chance at all.

Zhang Xingxing, the heroine of the romantic love drama imagined by everyone in the room, opened the black glasses' dirty hand that was touching her face after seeing the foreigner was sent away.

She looked up and down at the dusty and thin figure who looked like he had just run out of some unknown coal mine.

A few days ago, Hei Yanjing took a job, so the last time she saw Hei Yanjing was a week ago.

"Did you go to pick wild vegetables?"

Seeing the man's haggard and thin figure, Zhang Xingxing said this jokingly, and without saying a word, he dragged the man to the water pipe at the door, ready to wash this dirty guy thoroughly.

"Oh, that's right! I, Hei Ye, had to eat wild vegetables every day to make it back these last few days. You were just a little bit away from not seeing me..."

The man with black glasses stared at the person who was pulling him in front of him, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised. He followed Zhang Xingxing's steps closely, and the words he said were particularly pitiful.

The water flowed across the wrist of the man with black glasses, gathered in his palm, and finally dripped onto the ground due to inertia. The blue veins on his fingers became more and more obvious with the movement. A few strands of his slightly wet black hair stuck to his face, and the water flowed down his resolute chin and gradually dripped, soaking the black vest inside his black jacket.

Fortunately, the black vest is very good at preventing exposure and is not see-through. Unfortunately, it sticks to the chest of Hei Yan'er, and the outline of his chest muscles is particularly obvious. The whole effect is looming, which has a bit of the meaning of "holding a lute and half covering the face".

Zhang Xingxing, who was standing aside with a towel ready to hand it to Hei Yanjing, stared with his eyes wide open.

Slurp, male, male Bodhisattva.

He is also a male Bodhisattva who can make a wet temptation. Wow~

Thinking of this, Zhang Xingxing missed the collection of male anchors that she followed in her previous life, and felt it was a pity. They were all the collections of Bodhisattvas that she had collected with great difficulty after watching the videos one by one, how could they just disappear?

Heartache...

The man in black glasses noticed that Zhang Xingxing was doing the Xizi holding her heart gesture, with exaggerated grief and regret almost jumping out of her face, and he fell silent.

He didn't do anything, why does it feel like he's going to die? Could it be...

Want to cheat him out of his money?

Thinking of this, the man with black glasses subconsciously reached for his pocket. When he felt his empty wallet, he remembered that he had not received the balance payment and he had no money... Thinking of this, the man with black glasses patted his sturdy little chest and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, if he has no money, then his money will not be taken away~

When Zhang Xingxing saw Hei Yanjing touching his chest, her eyes were drawn to him. Slurp, slurp. This kind of male Bodhisattva with a good figure and unconsciously seductive is a real Bodhisattva, not greasy, and very enjoyable to watch.

When will she be able to collect enough new collections of male Bodhisattvas?

I always feel that the road ahead is long and arduous, and there is still a long way to go...

The man with black glasses felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Zhang Xingxing staring at his chest, so he spoke in a joking manner.

"Does it look good?"

"nice!"

"What are you thinking about when you look so sad before it looks good?"

"I want a male Bodhisattva..."

Black glasses: ???

Bodhisattva? Why did she suddenly think of Buddhism? Did she want to become a nun? Don't worry, this world is so beautiful~

The man with black glasses hesitated for a long time, not knowing how to persuade her to give up the idea of ​​becoming a monk. Finally, after holding it in for a long time, he said something.

"Ahem, Buddhists cannot eat meat..."

Zhang Xingxing: ...

Zhang Xingxing was confused at first, but soon realized what was happening, feeling a bit amused. Ahem, how should she explain that this Bodhisattva is not that Bodhisattva? Zhang Xingxing, who had a headache and couldn't think of a good excuse, quickly gave up.

There is a saying that goes, nothing is difficult in this world as long as you are willing to give up.

If you can't explain it, don't explain it. So...

"Well, I don't practice Buddhism."

Hei Yankee couldn't believe himself that it was so easy to persuade Zhang Xingxing to give up his success. Was it so easy to persuade? Was it the food that worked, or was it his words that worked?

Standing at the door, Zhang Xingxing felt the glaring sunlight outside, squinted her eyes, and was filled with emotion. No wonder so many foreigners like to wear sunglasses. The light on the ground and the wall almost blinded her eyes. So she quickly pulled the man with black glasses by the arm and went back to the flower shop.

The man wearing black glasses was pulled inside. He looked around and suddenly his eyes lit up. He took off his jacket and lay down on a rocking chair at the back. He lay there swaying, feeling extremely relaxed. Soon his breathing on the chair gradually became steady.

They all quite enjoy it~

Zhang Xingxing glanced at it and smiled helplessly. She probably didn't get enough rest this week. Then she sat on a chair at the door of the counter and fiddled with her favorite tomatoes.

At this time, a person opened the door of the flower shop and walked in. Zhang Xingxing looked up and the welcome she wanted to say was instantly stopped. She opened her mouth in shock and looked at this person who was so unexpected to her.

Oh my god, this, this, this...