Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

Song Jingyuan was standing downstairs in Shen Hao's dormitory, and after calling the dormitory auntie, he turned and left.

Before he could walk back to the classroom, he received a new call on the way. The caller ID was "socially disadvantaged youth".

"Unhealthy youth in society": "Hey, little boss, I have found all the people you asked me to find last night, when will I act?"

"So fast?" Song Jingyuan felt a little incredulous.

"Unhealthy young people in society." He smiled flatteringly: "As long as the boss can afford the price, our work efficiency can be faster."

Song Jingyuan's eyes were stern, and his tone was cold: "I don't need you to hurry up."

There was an embarrassing silence on the side of the "socially disadvantaged youth".

Song Jingyuan continued: "I want the person you are looking for not to be someone you can just grab on the street. What I want is the kind who will die if you don't go to bed, who has sex addiction, and who must be strong, at least able to Take two for one..."

The "bad social youth" was a little worried, and he didn't understand where Song Jingyuan's strange habit came from at such a young age, but Song Jingyuan's bid was high, and no one could make life difficult for the money, so he had to continue to echo like a pug: "Little boss, you are right, We will try our best to find someone who meets your requirements."

"It's not as much as possible, it's necessary." Song Jingyuan said in a strong tone, "Also, you may not be able to see anything if you are mentally handicapped, first find a group of people who seem to meet the requirements, and contact me when you find them, and I will interview in person."

Still, still interview! ?

Damn it's not employment!

The "socially unhealthy youth" stroked his forehead with pain in his brain, and gently rubbed his temples with his thumb and middle finger: "Okay, okay, little boss, you have the final say."

Fu Liang had no class at night, and returned home after two classes in the afternoon.

He fell down on the sofa depressed, closed his eyes for a rest in a state of dismay, and questioned the system in his heart dissatisfied: "What kind of shit breaks the system and arranges rubbish tasks, people ignore me at all, how can I, Fu Liang, suffer such grievances? I beg you, let me die, I will be free once I sleep."

The system is a dumb system, completely ignoring him.

Fu Liang fell asleep in a daze, and there seemed to be light music lingering in his ears, which was the kind of soft music that was very suitable for "rest in peace".

In addition to the music, he also smelled a vague fragrance, which looked like the fragrance of flowers.

The soft beige light kissed his upper eyelids, Fu Liang opened his eyes a little sleepily, and Song Jingyuan actually stood by the sofa with a smile on his face and watched him sleep.

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And holding a bouquet of red roses in his hand.

Fu Liang jumped up from the sofa almost immediately, quickly put on his slippers: "What are you doing?"

"Brother, send you off." Song Jingyuan's lips hooked slightly, and he handed the flower to Fu Liang respectfully with both hands, "Do you like it?"

Fu Liang licked his lips with a toothache, and looked straight at Song Jingyuan with scrutinizing eyes, trying to see what was going crazy in his mind.

Seeing his surprised expression, Song Jingyuan smiled and confessed affectionately: "Brother, I love you."

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Fu Liang opened his eyes wide in surprise, he didn't expect him to be so bold, and said with the tip of his tongue: "You, you, do you know what "love" is? "

Song Jingyuan raised his eyebrows lightly, with a gentle smile on his lips: "Of course I understand, I love you."

Fu Liang quickly made a "pause" gesture: "Stop talking, be careful not to be heard by others."

"The servants were sent away in advance by me. Tonight, in this villa, there are only you and me."

Song Jingyuan's voice was low and deep, and the flames of lust seemed to be burning with passion in his sincere eyes.