His life should be colorful. If it's so boring, it's better to kill him.
The manager obviously heard what they said. He quickly covered his head. He was extremely aggrieved. He didn't have long hair, but it was not obvious.
Also, he is not looking at that person, but because he is looking at him.
Yin Sa looked at Arthur. He was just looking in one direction, but there was no focus in his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking.
"Maybe, the master is too handsome." Yin Sa also answered honestly. Anyway, you can't guess his thoughts, so it's okay to think so.
The male manager's head is sweating even more. Why are these people so strange, with strange looks and strange personalities? He'd better retire early, otherwise, sooner or later, he will become a psychopath.
Yin Sa suddenly turned around and looked around strangely.
"What's wrong with you? There's a beautiful woman?" Fred shouted in surprise, but Yin Sa just lowered his head. It was more like having a female ghost. However, he took another look and always felt that someone was looking at them, and it was still
Very strange look.
"I realized a long time ago, and you just discovered now, that someone is watching us, but now there is no more," Fred leaned against the wall in boredom. The boss was in a daze, and they were also in a daze. It was really boring.
Yin Sa thought for a while, and when he looked again, except for another car driving out on the opposite road, there was not even a ghost, let alone a person.
Could it be that he was mistaken and put his fingers on his eyes? Maybe that's what happened?
Arthur took back his wandering thoughts, and the manager was obviously about to collapse. In fact, you know, they were not looking at him at all, it was him who was being sentimental.
He quickly lowered his bald head, but within a few months, the hair on his head had fallen faster than autumn leaves. Now he was really going bald, but he still hoped that his hair could
Like new shoots in spring, they can grow out all at once, so that they can look younger and more handsome.
Is there anything more frustrating than being bald in middle age?
He was still talking wildly, but the man who made him sweat from the beginning to the end had already passed by him and didn't pay him any attention at all.
"Let's go," Arthur said calmly to Yin Sa and Fred.
Yin Sa straightened up and followed him, but still looked around, still feeling a little strange. Was someone really watching them just now? Why, he always felt a little uncomfortable.
"Little guy, what, which woman have you fallen in love with, so obsessed with it?" Fred jokingly patted Yin Sa's shoulder, but Yin Sa just raised her eyelids and looked at the girl Fred put on her shoulder in warning.
That paw.
Fred could only laugh dryly, she was not a woman, so what if he touched her, but he still put down his hand honestly. You know, although this little guy is a little younger, he is poisonous.
It's fatal, and it's not something to joke about. He hasn't lived enough, and if you offend him, he may be in trouble for the rest of his life.
Seeing that claw leave, Yin Sa withdrew his eyes that were filled with snow and wind. He was the only one in the world who could approach him like this, otherwise, he would have let him lie here long ago.
He took out the scalpel from his waist and kept playing with it. This was his only toy. He usually didn't play with anything but this.
The corners of Fred's eyes twitched unnaturally. This kid, can you play something safer? This thing can't be handled well, but it will bleed.
It was like this every time. He thought it was because Fred was afraid of him, but it was just that he didn't want to fight with him. He was not giving in to him because he was young.
"Humph," he turned away, and Arthur's distracted eyes were staring at him at this moment.
He felt that he was being looked at a little creepily, and he shivered abruptly.
Boss, can you please stop looking at him like this? He will be embarrassed. In fact, he knows that his embarrassment has other meanings. He is embarrassed and wants to run away.
And that would be really hopeless.
"Fred," Arthur's cold voice came, and Fred could only stiffen his hair and turn his face to him. Every time this time came, he always had such a bad premonition.
"Boss," he shrank his neck and felt a gust of cold wind blowing through him. It felt as if there was a caterpillar crawling on his body. What he hated most in his life were things like this that had no bones and were covered with hair.
"Fred, go pick her up," Arthur put his hands in his pockets and ordered lightly. When Fred heard his words, he immediately lowered his handsome face and his long eyelashes were weak.
Drooped up.
He was not the driver, and he didn't want to pick up the woman. Why couldn't Yin Sa do it if it was him?
"Yin Sa, do you want us to switch? This difference is not bad, and you can also look around and see the scenery." Fred moved closer to Yin Sa, but Yin Sa just raised her eyelids, while Fred's eyelids twitched.
"Yin Sa, can you put away the scalpel in your hand? I'll go and do it." He looked carefully at the knife that Yin Sa was holding against him, and his face turned blue and white.
"I don't want you anymore. You are such an inhumane guy. I just made a little joke and you took it seriously. You know, this thing doesn't have eyes."
As he spoke, he immediately took a step back. The speed was almost bizarre.
Yin Sa, on the other hand, was still playing with his scalpel, flicking the cold light with his fingers. Arthur raised his head and did not look at them. No one saw it. He closed his eyes slightly,
A flash of unknown loneliness flashed through.
He has everything, but he feels too lonely. Why is this happening?
The wind kept blowing his hair and tangled it in front of his eyes.
The sound of the car leaving was a huge squeak, and then it made a 180-degree turn. Fred used his specially modified car as a racing car. It was such a difficult turn.