Although Yang Xi in front was still talking nonstop, and although the directors below were still listening energetically, Caesar carried the high-fever Yan Xiaoyu onto his back and stood up.
Planning to leave.
Although the venue was very large, his sudden movement still attracted a small amount of attention. At this moment, Li Kai was also staring at him angrily. That domineering gaze seemed to be able to summon the Sword Master!
So under the somewhat dissatisfied eyes of everyone, Caesar smiled elegantly and pointed at Yan Xiaoyu who was fainting: "Teacher Yan has a cerebral hemorrhage and needs first aid."
Yan Xiaoyu was just a little dizzy, but she still heard his words very clearly, so under the pity looks of everyone, he forced his eyes open and said silently in his heart: You just suffered a cerebral hemorrhage, and your whole family suffered a cerebral hemorrhage!
At this moment, he really wanted to yell like this, but he was too weak to do it. He groaned a few times in a weak manner, and he passed out as expected.
When Yan Xiaoyu woke up, he was in the hospital. He struggled to open his eyes and saw the snow-white ceiling. Then a familiar smell of disinfectant reached the tip of his nose. In fact, as a relatively high-end gangster, he always
Because Yan Xiaoyu rushed into the hospital, he felt a kind of horror about the hospital that could not be expressed in words.
So when he saw the salt water hanging on the back of his hand, the corners of his eyes twitched unnaturally.
However, his subtle movement immediately caught the attention of Caesar beside the bed: "Baby, are you not feeling well yet? Your fever reached nearly 40 degrees yesterday and you fell unconscious. You almost died."
Yan Xiaoyu rubbed her eyes and watched him open his mouth in confusion: "Yesterday?"
Caesar tucked him in and replied: "Yes, you were unconscious for a day."
At this moment, Caesar looked at him with eyes full of care and consideration, his long eyelashes drooping slightly, and Yan Xiaoyu could only see his handsome side face that was full of anger for both humans and gods.
However, Yan Xiaoyu was too lazy to pay attention to this. Instead, he smiled bitterly and went to the hospital with a fever. He was indeed old.
Sensing his smile, Caesar unconsciously uttered: "What's wrong?"
Yan Xiaoyu really didn't want to talk to Caesar anymore, so she looked away and looked out the window to change the subject: "I just lamented the impermanence of life. Looking at the moon hanging high in the starry sky, I suddenly felt that my life was so confused. Construction
The social productive forces are highly developed and material wealth is extremely abundant; the highest socialist ideal of social members jointly owning all the means of production is very elusive."
Caesar: "......"
Caesar glanced at him helplessly: "It's already ten o'clock in the morning, where is the moon?"
The ability to talk nonsense is obviously not limited. He sighed leisurely: "It has been deeply engraved in my heart just like the traditional culture of the Chinese nation, and my heart will last forever!"
At this moment, Yan Xiaoyu's face was pale and blue due to illness, her dry lips were bloodless and looked particularly delicate, and her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, wanting to be taken over immediately.
Seeing Yan Xiaoyu's somewhat melancholy temperament as an artistic young man, Caesar felt a little helpless. I thought, I still want to push this guy on the bed and fuck him hard!
Thinking of this, Caesar's eyes became a little fiery in an instant, and his breath became a little heavy.
At the same time, the man, of course Yan Xiaoyu understands men. When he saw him looking like he was about to go into heat, he hurriedly shrank to the foot of the bed, his slightly whitened slender fingers tightly holding the corner of the quilt: "Don't come over, you don't want to go back to me."
Come here...if you come here again I will..."
"What do you think?" Caesar moved his face forward and looked at the little guy in front of him with a slight smile.
"I...I won't live anymore." After a long while, he finally uttered such a non-compressive threat weakly. I don't know if it was forced by the situation, but Yan Xiaoyu's eyes turned a little red, just like just now
Like a good housewife and man who has been ravaged.
Caesar's smile grew even wider when he heard his vulgar words.
Yan Xiaoyu's fingers were trembling a little. He looked at him pitifully and then spoke again: "You have to consider the consequences. Although there is no shortage of people in China, I, Yan Xiaoyu, fell, and there are more societies.
Defenders of doctrine have emerged, but I will not let you go even if I am a ghost. If I die, I will turn into a lonely ghost and watch you and others make trouble every night. In this case, will you still be interested? I guess you must be
It will cause impotence, do you think..."
Caesar interrupted him with a twitching corner of his mouth: "I think, I think you will get needle eyes."
Yan Xiaoyu: "......"
Neither fighting with force nor fighting with wits was good. Yan Xiaoyu looked at the ceiling and suddenly felt that he was very, very rubbish.
"Are you so afraid of me?" Seeing Yan Xiaoyu's particularly frustrated look, Caesar couldn't help but ask.
You are such a beast, I will not be afraid of you unless I am possessed by a grass-mud horse! Yan Xiaoyu rolled his eyes fiercely.
Sensing this vicious look, Caesar also felt that he was particularly embarrassed. As a handsome, graceful and handsome man with a shining golden light, how could he be defined like this?
However, it is obvious that Mr. Caesar's positioning of himself has greatly broken down, and it is extremely inconsistent with the facts.
"You have a good rest and drink more water." Caesar sighed and left in frustration.
The moment she saw him step out, Yan Xiaoyu finally relaxed wholeheartedly. Damn it, human beings really can't have too much contact with birds and beasts, otherwise they will really have a cerebral hemorrhage one day!
However, at this moment, the door was pushed open again. Damn it, the beast is back? Yan Xiaoyu raised her head in fear and suddenly saw Jin Shaoyang's cold face.
Although this face can be frozen in one second and kill everyone instantly, Yan Xiaoyu still patted his heart with peace of mind. As long as he is not a beast, even if it is Sadako who comes in, he will clap his hands to welcome him.
!
Seeing his relieved look, Jin Shaoyang frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"
Yan Xiaoyu looked at him with a smile on her face. Although her words were confusing, her eyes were extremely sincere: "Haha... The newspaper said that a chainsaw murderer appeared in this city recently. I just saw your back.
Tall, mighty and handsome, I was afraid that it was him who just appeared, so I was a little frightened."
The tall, mighty and handsome chainsaw murderer?
As indifferent as Jin Shaoyang, he twitched his lips in pain. Did this guy have a cerebral hemorrhage that destroyed all his brain cells?
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