Chapter 8: President: After all, I am not a demon

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748: "Raiders value increased by 10%, Raiders progress 21%."
Subei felt that Feng Xinglang was really arrogant, and that his strategy value had risen so high, and said that he would not be admitted.
He moved his position, blocked the door, and said some rogue: "If you don't take me in, I won't get up."
Suddenly, Feng Xinglang's eyes swept over a cigarette at the foot of Northern Jiangsu, and he asked unclearly, "Did you smoke?"
Subei's heart jumped and chose honesty between lying and honesty.
He looked at Feng Xinglang and said, "It's too sleepy, so I took a refreshing look."
Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes, and his tone became dangerous. "Did I ever say that if I see you smoking again ..."
Subei immediately vowed, "No more, no more! This is the last time!"
Feng Xinglang didn't believe him, and it seemed that he didn't remember long without giving this little liar a lesson.
He opened the doorway: "Come in."
Subei's eyes lit up, and he entered the room successfully!
Feng Xinglang watched the embarrassed Northern Jiangsu wrinkle, and there was a strong disgust between the eyebrows, "clean yourself up."
Subei who had achieved his goal was in a good mood, and Le Danteng went to take a bath.
Subei after the shower went downstairs in pajamas.
Because the pajamas were sealed, North Jiangsu was very generous and dragged to the ground.
He saw Feng Xinglang bow his head down, and he was seriously putting cigarettes one by one on the table.
The whole person reveals an elegant temperament.
But I don't know why, North Jiangsu has the urge to run.
Feng Xinglang turned his head and glanced over the soft, slumped hair in northern Jiangsu. "Tonight I smoked these cigarettes."
Subei sucked in a breath of air, this at least ten packs of cigarettes, will be dead after smoking!
Feng Xinglang's mouth is slightly curved, like a demon. "Since you like to smoke, then one at a time."
Northern Jiangsu took a step back, "Don't like it! Never smoke again! Really!"
Feng Xinglang looked at him with a smile, not knowing to do anything, but made Subei's fearful legs soft.
His slender fingers were playing with lighters, and he didn't rush, as if watching a dying puppy.
Subei swallowed and swallowed.
Feng Xinglang kindly lit a cigarette and handed it to Northern Jiangsu, and Northern Jiangsu tremblingly took it.
This night, Subei was forced to smoke one by one, smoking him in despair.
And Feng Xinglang did not bother to help him light cigarettes again and again.
Before the smoke from Feng Xinglang on the table was exhausted, Northern Jiangsu vomited.
North Jiangsu spit in the dark holding the toilet.
Feng Xinglang leaned against the door with his arms, like a demon, "Do you still smoke?"
Subei said in a dumb voice: "No more, no more!"
Feng Xinglang laughed a little badly, "What if I smoke again?"
Subei wanted to cry, "I'll cut it myself!"
Feng Xinglang smiled lowly, "I'm not a demon. If there is a cigarette touched by which hand next time, then which hand should be chopped."
Northern Jiangsu hugged his hand reflectively, and it hurt even if he thought about it.
When Feng Xinglang returned to his room to sleep, he couldn't help but touch the head of Subei.
Subei's hair is as soft as Feng Xinglang imagined. "Tomorrow Cheng Qianxiao will come. What the maid should do, let her do what she wants."
Subei nodded, and the wandering soul generally floated back to his room.
Feng Xinglang thought, this little scammer should remember.
As soon as North Jiangsu lay down on the bed, the mechanical sound of 748 sounded, "The value of the Raiders is increased by 4%, and the current progress of the Raiders is 25%."
Northern Jiangsu, like a salty fish, rolled over and burst into tears.
The strategy is not easy, and it is cherished.
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