Moreover, he had a criminal record in his early years. He was infected with cauliflower and had several laser treatments and freezing treatments in the hospital to control his condition.
He was extremely bothered by this matter, but when he thought about it, he realized that people don't live in old age anyway. Rich people in his age group who are still in power no longer pay attention to food and clothing, and they have seen everything they need to see.
My only hobby is "holding the next generation in my arms", so I only restrained myself for a few days, but after video chatting with Yan Xixi, I suddenly felt that Yan Xixi was much prettier than the women I had seen before, so I couldn't hold it back anymore.
Live? He was so bold that he came out again and wanted to play.
The blind man touched a sparse goatee, counted it with his fingers, shook his head, turned around and left.
Liang Sheng became anxious and chased after him: "Master, save me."
The blind man didn't answer and walked away quickly.
He held the blind man's hand tightly: "Please, Master."
"Boss, it's not that I won't help you, it's that I can't earn your money... I won't accept your money!"
The more pretentious the blind man is, the more panicked Liang Sheng becomes. Generally speaking, if a fortune teller doesn't charge you after finishing the calculation, it must be because you are so unlucky that it is impossible for gods and ghosts to save you.
He held the blind man tightly, his voice trembling: "Master, you must show me a clear path."
The blind man sighed and his voice became very low: "I don't know if I will be punished by God for leaking the secrets. Alas, we just leaked too much and our eyes were blinded by punishment. If we continue... that's all, that's all.
Just treat it as a good deed..."
He whispered something like this in Liang Sheng's ear. Liang Sheng's face was full of surprise, and he nodded while listening.
Yan Xixi looked down from the window of the hotel restaurant, overlooking the street outside the Taoist temple. The ginkgo trees in winter had lost all their leaves, making them bare and a bit desolate.
The waiter came over and was very attentive: "Miss, can we serve the food?"
She smiled: "Don't worry, please change me to the small private room inside."
"Okay. Please wait a moment."
She was calmly playing with her phone, and her WeChat message rang again. She looked at it and said, "Lovely lady, what are you doing now?"
"you guess?"
"Working? In a daze? Or having lunch with that tall, rich and handsome guy of yours?"
"Wrong, I'm about to have lunch with a Tufeiyuan."
"Abandoning the rich, handsome, and rich, and choosing a rich and earthy man?"
"Hey, to make money."
"Be careful not to lose the rice by stealing the chicken."
"It's okay, I brought rice. By the way, have you recovered from your disease? Haha, I forgot what your disease is. Leukemia? Stomach cancer? Lung cancer? Look at my memory. Now that I think about it, you have AIDS.
...Ah, it can't be cured...Poor man, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned your sadness..."
"Miss, can you let me, the patient, make a request?"
"any request?"
"If we have a chance to meet, please hug me and kiss me."
She felt a chill. Those innocent children and housewives who were infected naturally deserved sympathy and help, but this guy clearly seemed to have contracted the disease from looking for flowers.
"I'm a coward. I'd rather leave such noble sentiments to those charity ambassadors. I don't have any sympathy. Sir, you have to know that when you were romantic and happy, others didn't force you to do it with a gun. If you get sick,
Just don’t expect everyone in the world to tolerate you and owe you... Even if you show sympathy, it’s just because you’re afraid of retaliating against society..."
"Miss, you are so vicious and incompetent..."
At this moment, footsteps sounded, and Yan Xixi hurriedly replied: "Tu Feiyuan is here, no more talk."
"Hey, miss, you really don't want to steal the chicken but lose the rice..."
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