"Look, I knew you had something to hide. If I didn't blow you up, I wouldn't tell the truth." Nan Juefeng sneered, "You brat, I'm your eldest brother, and you're still guarding me?! No.
Just one or two bottles of wine?! I can’t bear to part with two bottles of wine. The truth is really... damn hurtful!!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Mufan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Brother, I didn't mean that."
"That's not what you meant?! You obviously asked for wine, but you didn't give it to me. You lied to me and said you didn't have it. You said, you didn't mean that. What do you mean?!" Nan Juefeng twisted his face and asked confidently.
After hearing this, Yang Mufan immediately became angry and yelled back with blood-red eyes, even more confident than him: "Fuck, if you say no, it's no. If I'm so rich, do I still care about those two bottles of wine?! What if you
If you like it, take away all the wine in my wine warehouse and see if I frown!!!"
Nan Juefeng, who was still furious before, was so frightened that he shrank in the corner of the sofa after Yang Mufan's outburst, staring at him weakly with frightened eyes: "Second brother, aren't I just teasing you?! Use it!"
Are you losing your temper again?! As expected, you have a really bad temper!!"
Yang Mufan took a few deep breaths, suppressed his temper, and said quietly: "You know I have a bad temper, so don't provoke me."
Nan Juefeng was about to ridicule, but... he endured it.
What makes him inferior in skill is that he is still afraid of death.
As a result, he had to succumb to the "obscene power" of Yang Mufan.
Nan Juefeng drank a few sips of brandy and was silent for a while before he spoke seriously: "By the way, second brother, don't play 'Escape Room' anymore. It's really too dangerous. What if you miss it?!"
Although, I hope Fan comes out safely this time.
However, the stakes are so big, if there is an accident, it will be... such a loss.
That is basically: suicide in disguise.
Yang Mufan raised his handsome eyebrows and whispered: "It's not a desperate situation, but I can't get out of it, it means that I am incompetent and die in a glass box. I deserve it."
Upon hearing this, Nan Juefeng almost burst out again: "Yang Mufan, can you stop being so arrogant?! Everyone has only one life. Everyone is trying their best to live as long as possible. When you arrive?
Well, I am seeking death every day!!"
Yang Mufan replied: "How do you know that this is not a way for me to live longer?!"
Because of his special identity, he must learn various adaptability to prevent danger from coming.
If you don't keep in touch with me on weekdays, when you really encounter danger, you will probably end up dead.
And he is not a fool.
Never do anything you're not sure about.
If he knew he couldn't get out, he would never enter the box.
Nan Juefeng felt that his and Yang Mufan's concepts of life were seriously different, so he did not want to have any more arguments on this topic.
Suddenly remembering something, he asked: "By the way, don't you have something urgent to do with me?! What do you want to ask me for?!"
Yang Mufan took a sip of brandy gracefully and was silent for a while before humming slightly: "Actually, it's nothing."
Upon hearing this, Nan Juefeng exploded again: "Since it's okay, why did you call me to Mu Yuan in such a hurry in the middle of the night?! Yang Mufan, are you kidding me?!" "Look, I knew you still had something to do with me!"
Hidden secretly. If I don’t blow you up, I won’t tell the truth at all.” Nan Juefeng sneered, “You brat, I’m your eldest brother, and you’re still guarding me?! Isn’t it just one or two bottles of wine?! I’ll wipe it out
——, I can’t bear to part with two bottles of wine, the truth is really, damn, hurtful!!”
Upon hearing this, Yang Mufan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Brother, I didn't mean that."
"That's not what you meant?! You obviously asked for wine, but you didn't give it to me. You lied to me and said you didn't have it. You said, you didn't mean that. What do you mean?!" Nan Juefeng twisted his face and asked confidently.
After hearing this, Yang Mufan immediately became angry and yelled back with blood-red eyes, even more confident than him: "Fuck, if you say no, it's no. If I'm so rich, do I still care about those two bottles of wine?! What if you
If you like it, take away all the wine in my wine warehouse and see if I frown!!!"
Nan Juefeng, who was still furious before, was so frightened that he shrank in the corner of the sofa after Yang Mufan's outburst, staring at him weakly with frightened eyes: "Second brother, aren't I just teasing you?! Use it!"
Are you losing your temper again?! As expected, you have a really bad temper!!"
Yang Mufan took a few deep breaths, suppressed his temper, and said quietly: "You know I have a bad temper, so don't provoke me."
Nan Juefeng was about to ridicule, but... he endured it.
What makes him inferior in skill is that he is still afraid of death.
As a result, he had to succumb to the "obscene power" of Yang Mufan.
Nan Juefeng drank a few sips of brandy and was silent for a while before he spoke seriously: "By the way, second brother, don't play 'Escape Room' anymore. It's really too dangerous. What if you miss it?!"
Although, I hope Fan comes out safely this time.
However, the stakes are so big, if there is an accident, it will be... such a loss.
That is basically: suicide in disguise.
Yang Mufan raised his handsome eyebrows and whispered: "It's not a desperate situation, but I can't get out of it, it means that I am incompetent and die in a glass box. I deserve it."
Upon hearing this, Nan Juefeng almost burst out again: "Yang Mufan, can you stop being so arrogant?! Everyone has only one life. Everyone is trying their best to live as long as possible. When you arrive?
Well, I am seeking death every day!!"
Yang Mufan replied: "How do you know that this is not a way for me to live longer?!"
Because of his special identity, he must learn various adaptability to prevent danger from coming.
If you don't keep in touch with me on weekdays, when you really encounter danger, you will probably end up dead.
And he is not a fool.
Never do anything you're not sure about.
If he knew he couldn't get out, he would never enter the box.
Nan Juefeng felt that his and Yang Mufan's concepts of life were seriously different, so he did not want to have any more arguments on this topic.
Suddenly remembering something, he asked: "By the way, don't you have something urgent to do with me?! What do you want to ask me for?!"
Yang Mufan took a sip of brandy gracefully and was silent for a while before humming slightly: "Actually, it's nothing."
Upon hearing this, Nan Juefeng exploded again: "Since everything is fine, why did you call me to Mu Yuan in such a hurry in the middle of the night?! Yang Mufan, are you kidding me?!"
