Eat while hot

The place they met was a star-rated hotel, Xu Wanhe deliberately went there a little later, and when they got there, they only saw Fei Qi, not Tang Ziyan himself.

Fei Qi saw Xu Wanhe, stepped forward respectfully,

"Brother Xu...I'm sorry...Brother Tang just went out on a temporary basis, and he will be back in five minutes. Leave me here to tell you."

Xu Wanhe went straight into the private room without even looking at him.

He didn't look angry.

Fei Qi couldn't get used to it, but when he turned around and saw the man kicked the door hard with the expensive Italian leather sandals, he felt relieved again.

This is the normal reaction that Xu Wanhe should have.

But Xu Wanhe kicked so hard that the front sequins were slightly curled.

In fact, the first thing is not the sequins, but the toes. When Xu Wanhe forgot to come, Yang Moshu changed the sandals for himself, and wanted to wear leather shoes, so he kicked them hard.

Xu Wanhe gritted his teeth and endured the excruciating pain in his toes, not wanting to see if his feet were bleeding.

That's too imposing.

A younger brother leaned forward and pressed against Xu Wanhe's ear, his voice was low and soft,

"Brother Xu, your feet are bleeding."

Xu Wanhe cast a cold glance at him, "Your mother is crazy."

Although the little brother didn't know what was going on, seeing that Xu Wanhe was angry, he quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, brother, I was wrong."

Xu Wanhe ignored him, walked to the table arrogantly, sat down on the sofa, and crossed his legs.

By the way, I glanced down and found that it was just a broken skin, so I didn't care about it anymore.

Xu Wanhe quite enjoyed the appearance of bleeding and injury, always felt very masculine.

There is a cup of Pu'er on the opposite side of the table, the tea is still foggy and still not cold, it seems that this person really just left.

Xu Wanhe stared at the cup of tea in a daze for a while, and when he regained his senses, he saw himself in the mirror decoration on the opposite side.

The hat is really ugly.

Xu Wanhe quickly picked it off, and fucked that brat Yang Moshu hundreds of times in his mind.

Later, afraid that Tang Ziyan would see it later, he stuffed the hat under the sofa.

When she raised her head to face the mirror, Xu Wanhe felt much better, but she had a disabled ear, which was a bit ugly.

Xu Wanhe brought out a cigarette for himself.

A younger brother wisely came up to light the fire, and moved the ashtray to Xu Wanhe's eyes.

Raising his hand to touch his ears, Xu Wanhe was smoking a cigarette, feeling oppressed for a while, so he got up and wanted to go out to get some air.

Fei Qi was a little nervous, "Brother Xu..."

Xu Wanhe flicked the ash on his head, "Just go out and stand for a while, let's see what you make a fuss about."

This star-rated hotel has been around for a long time, and the interior decoration is still the popular European-style spiral staircase, with iron handrails and a marble tiled floor.

Xu Wanhe leaned on the railing and looked down from the gap in the stairs.

About four or five floors high, there were not many people on the stairs, and it seemed that they all ran to take the elevator.

Holding a cigarette, Xu Wanhe stared at the middle floor, the ash on his hand was so thick.

The two stood together and talked, and they couldn't see their faces, but Xu Wanhe could recognize who they were just by looking at their bodies.

Tang Ziyan is a natural clothes hanger, simple clothes look so good on him, the young man next to him is black and thin and handsome, with black Converse on his feet, the color should be a bit dirty.

The two stuck together for a while, as if they were going in different directions, one was going up, the other was going down, they held hands, swayed twice, reluctantly.

Xu Wanhe watched eagerly, envious to death.

I have grown up so much, except when I was beaten when I was young, I was held by the hand and pulled back, but I have never held hands with anyone.

Later, when the two of them hugged and gnawed together again, Xu Wanhe turned around and went back to continue waiting.

He touched the scar on his waist and abdomen, and felt nothing.

Xu Wanhe was very surprised that he was not very angry, nor was he so sad.

I don't know if it's tiredness or something else.

I always feel that I am a very long-term person. Looking at it now, the time is long enough. Love, that's all.

In the past, Xu Wanhe couldn't figure out how Tang Ziyan fell in love with Tang Pei's double in less than a year after he had liked Tang Pei for so long. Now that he thinks about it, he suddenly understands.

Just like Tang Ziyan mentioned to himself before, time is really a good thing, it should be thicker and lighter.

Maybe it's because people are too realistic,

Maybe it's because that person is not the one I want to wait for at all.

Xu Wanhe sat on the sofa again and felt his fingers burn, only to realize that the cigarette was about to burn out.

The cigarette butt was submerged in the ashtray soaked in the water of the flower petals, making a chugging sound.

The sound of footsteps came from far to near, Xu Wanhe turned his head slightly to see that person approaching.

As usual, Tang Ziyan had a gentle smile on his face and a dark gun hidden in his pocket.

"Brother Xu, sorry for the long wait."

Xu Wanhe raised his eyelids slightly, "Oh."

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Although the air conditioner in the rice noodle shop was adequate, the two of them were still sweating from eating.

In half an hour, Yang Moshu ate one bowl, Mo Mo ate three bowls, and added a Roujiamo.

Yang Moshu looked at Mo Mo's waist, "You don't get fat after eating so much...you don't have any belly..."

Mo Mo thought for a while, "It's okay. I'm a sports student. I exercise a lot every day, and I eat a lot. I can't change my food intake. Now I'm a little heavier than when I was in school, but I keep fit every day. "

Yang Moshu saw that he still had time, so he sat down and drank herbal tea,

"Don't you work in a bank? Why do you study sports?"

Mo Mo took the napkin and wiped the sweat from his forehead,

"The job is arranged by my family. I graduated from the Institute of Physical Education."

"Oh," Yang Moshu took a sip of herbal tea, "Studying physical education is very good, what do you study?"

"Learning sprinting, I am best at running 400 meters." Mo Mo looked at Yang Moshu and smiled. "Sprinting generally requires a tall person with good explosive power. I belong to the kind of people with good explosive power who are more persistent... ..."

Yang Moshu was in a delicate mood.

I didn't know what to say, but there was a loud bang in the rice noodle shop, and there was a scream in the kitchen, as if it was on fire.

Before Yang Moshu could react, he just felt his hand tighten, and he was being led to run away.

Yang Moshu couldn't bear the speed,

"It's not so desperate to evade orders, besides, the money has been paid."

Mo Mo led Yang Moshu for half a street, and stopped in front of a tobacco and alcohol shop.

"The restaurant is full of gas tanks, I'm afraid of an explosion..."

Yang Moshu couldn't breathe, he wanted to go with his heart, but he couldn't lift his hand.

Mo Mo's hands were not too hot, and the palms were slightly cold. I don't know if it was a physical problem, or he just took the herbal tea cup.

Yang Moshu suddenly felt very hot, "Hey...that..."

Mo Mo didn't let go, "Ah? What's the matter?"

Suddenly there was a roar not far away, "I fuck your mother!"

The two were taken aback for a moment, and looked at the same place in unison.

When Xu Wanhe came out of the hotel, he was depressed and wanted to smoke a cigarette, but he ran out of cigarettes.

The younger brother drove him to the nearest tobacco and alcohol shop to buy.

While waiting for the smoke, the people in the back seat looked around boredly.

Seeing the two men holding hands on the street from afar, Xu Wanhe felt a little contemptuous at first.

But Xu Wanhe didn't think so in the next second.

The little brother sitting in the co-pilot saw the people behind him open the door and get out of the car, and followed suit, "Brother Xu...what's the matter..."

For a moment, Xu Wanhe was even surprised, he was not angry just now, why is he so angry now.

But this short-lived rationality was instantly replaced by anger.

Damn it, I haven't held hands with him yet!

The fists were clenched and rattled, Xu Wanhe felt that he was about to burn.

Yang Moshu reacted quickly, quickly shook off Mo Mo's hand, and said two words, "Run!"

Mo Mo didn't know what the situation was at first, but the man who looked at him looked extremely ugly, and after hearing Yang Moshu's words, he made a quick decision and ran away.

Yang Moshu breathed a sigh of relief, and was thinking about how to subdue this crazy big black dog, but just as he walked over, he saw Xu Wanhe rushing out with a stride.

Yang Moshu was dumbfounded.

It stands to reason that Mo Mo was already running fast enough, who knew that Xu Wanhe could run faster than a wild donkey, and he would catch up to Mo Mo within 100 meters.

None of the ten boys running behind could catch up to him. Yang Moshu thought, if this is a football team, Xu Wanhe must play as a striker. This speed should really save the national football team. What are you doing to the underworld? It's too wasteful.

In fact, Xu Wanhe didn't run very fast at first, and he was trained in fighting, because fighting here is always with a knife, and once he is chased back, he will be killed. So after so many years, Xu Wanhe He has gotten used to not running, running with his life.

When Mo Mo ran, he was stunned by the black fishermen around him. Before he turned out of the intersection, he was pinned down and hit the ground by his hair. Xu Wanhe was so furious that he even lost one of his shoes.

"The one who dares to hold me? See if I don't chop off your hand!"