we are bad boys

Just when Wang Muchou and I's hair was almost turning green, he was living a happy life like a grandpa taking care of his mistress...

Jichangzi and Duoduo lived together for three days without a proper name. During this time, Jichangzi was crazy. He was like a bone-scraping poisonous knife. Jichangzi lost at least four or five catties, and his eye sockets were also fucking green. Walking Sometimes you can clearly see that your legs don't dare to close together. When you take a shower, you often lower your head and say to the **: "Dude...you have obviously gained weight these days, it's time to lose weight..."

On this day, Duoduo went shopping with a few friends. Chicken intestines slept in the house until noon. After getting up, I had nothing to do. I touched my hair and felt a little long. I simply washed it. After searching in the house for a long time, I found my stolen clothes. , is hanging on the balcony.

Ji Changzi took off his clothes, smelled the smell of washing powder, imagined Duoduo rubbing his clothes on the balcony, smiled unconsciously, put on his clothes in a good mood, opened the door and went downstairs to cut his hair.

"Hey... have you seen the lady boss recently??" A boy in his twenties with dyed yellow hair asked the hair-washing cutie who was reading the newspaper while cutting off the chicken intestines.

"Tch... If you want to see the proprietress, you have to go to the bed at the manager's house... At eight o'clock in the evening, it must be on it..." Meimei glanced at the young man and said gossipingly.

"You say this is also strange, the boss has more than ten stores, so rich, what is the proprietress trying to cuckold him every day?" The boy asked babble.

"In today's society, there are a few people who can understand what they want, and they are all fucking sick. Look at the proprietress, and I heard that they are ladies of everyone!! Fuck you ladies, they are more disgusting than anyone else. , the shop has been open for ten years, and has changed eight shop managers, which one has not sparked a spark with him, as soon as a customer enters the barber shop, he will ask, ouch, why does your shop manager look like a star... I, he Mom, can you tell them that this is the only condition for the proprietress to apply for the store manager? Damn, the handsome guy has been seduced by this coquettish half-mature lady, how can you make us budding flowers feel so embarrassed!?" Xiao Meimei asked A Miejue Shitai who sees through the mundane mortal world is the same, but his words reveal philosophy...

Ji Changzi, who was drowsy at first, heard the conversation between these two people. For some reason, he remembered the scene where Duoduo gritted his teeth to help him block the army stabbing at the ktv that day. , the screen turned, and I recalled that every night, there are two dishes and one soup on the dilapidated old-fashioned table at Duoduo's house...

"Life is so wonderful!! The society is so fucking fucked up! Maybe those people who are serious about spurning whores all day are more like crawling out of a shithole...!" Chicken Guzi didn't know that he was talking to the two, I still said it to myself, anyway, with a slightly emotional tone.

"Brother, you look like a wet man!!" The hair-cut guy was stunned, and said something to the chicken intestines in admiration.

"I'm not a wet man...but I'm a brother with a wet man... Your words stimulated my peripheral nerves, forget it...you don't understand after saying it, oh, yes, I suggest that when you go to work, don't talk about the boss lady , look at the face of the proprietress at the door, as if she has eaten Sanlu..." After the chicken intestines finished speaking cheaply, he threw 20 yuan on the table, smiled and slapped the lady proprietress with a livid face at the door He greeted him and walked out happily.

In fact, Ji Changzi had always been unable to overcome a hurdle in his heart, so he hesitated at this time. After going out, he didn't go home, bought a pack of cigarettes, and started strolling in the market.

At this moment, a social elite in a suit, with eyes and a briefcase, walked towards him, carrying two taels of pork and some green onions.

"Brother, excuse me!" Ji Changzi asked politely as he stopped in front of the social elite.

"What's the matter?"

"I want to ask a question!"

"You ask!"

"You have a negative attitude towards the love between a client and a prostitute, but you still agree!!"

"You are fucking sick!!"

"Vulgar!!" Chicken intestines stared at the small eyes and said disdainfully, and then strolled around the market a few times, seeing the fresh seafood in the market, as well as sprayed vegetables, and some meat, chicken intestines actually had An urge to show off his cooking skills.

"Boss, bring me two catties, Pippi shrimp! Another carp!" Ji Changzi pointed to the seafood in the pool.

"That's cool!!" The boss in an apron fished out a carp, chopped off the head with two slashes, and handled the internal organs neatly.

"Boss, let me ask you something!"

"you say!"

"I have a friend who fell in love with a mother who is an old bustard. I persuaded him several times, but he refused to listen. What do you think can be done to make him leave this woman?" Ji Changzi was despised several times This time, I finally learned to change the method of questioning.

The boss who sells seafood was taken aback for a moment, grinned, and revealed a look of "don't talk, buddy, I understand", and said slowly: "If you want me to tell you, you shouldn't stop me, you just don't like it, you My friend found a lady, I’m not afraid of your jokes, let’s take me as an example of selling fish. Every morning, I get up at 11 o’clock to buy goods, and I can go home and lie in bed after [-] o’clock in the evening, but I have to be scolded by the urban management every day. Being pissed off by the market manager and listening to my daughter-in-law say I’m worthless, why do you think I’m doing it? Let me tell you the fuck, I’m not going to do this if I have a way!! No? I have an ass and a lot of bad things, and the lady doesn’t? So, everything is done for the fuck’s sake, can you tell clearly, who is more fucking elegant than who, and who is more shameless than who? What?...Now there is no moral bottom line in this society...The streets are full of bare-bottomed beasts, why are you still playing jb reserved?"

"Boss, can you tell me what kind of job you used to do?" Ji Changzi asked curiously.

"Hehe, I'm just a seafood seller..." The boss had already put the things into the bag.

Ji Guzi took the things, glanced casually, and saw two books on the stool in the shed, one of Clausewitz's "On War", which is very old, and "Jin Ping Mei Lite Edition" , This book is very new, I was stunned for a moment, I don't know the necessary connection between these two books, and I find it a bit dazzling and spoof.

After shopping around the market, Ji Changzi returned to Duojia with a lot of vegetables. In fact, Ji Changzi has no inspiration for cooking except for his innate talent in being gay.

First came one, stir-fried onions with pippi shrimp, hung a pot of old soup with no clear color with carp pieces, and then came a Northeast stew + tomato scrambled eggs, chicken intestines, and served dishes of unknown taste. On the table, two more cans of cold beer were opened. After a busy day, Chicken Intestines sat on the sofa, wiped his sweat, smoked a cigarette, and sent a message to Duoduo. The content must have nothing to do with eating, roughly speaking It's a shot...

Twenty minutes later, Duoduo came in from the door carrying a lot of bags, but when he entered, he found it was pitch black, and the windows were all drawn with thick curtains. Duoduo threw down the bags in doubt, and pressed the button to turn on the light switch, but the room does not light up.

"Snapped!!"

After a crisp sound of the lighter, the face with green eyes and chicken intestines appeared in front of the dining table, the lighter was lit on the candle, and a faint flame lit up...

"You're idle...you can just order food from outside, how troublesome it is to do it yourself..." Duoduo's delicate body shook, and after a second, he said casually.

Ji Changzi smiled and didn't speak. After walking over, he hugged Duoduo lightly, bit her exquisite ear, and said slowly: "If... I really did the fake show, what should I do?"

"...Don't you want to give the money?" Duoduo's delicate body shook again, biting the shoulder of the chicken intestines, as if she didn't know that she would shed tears.

"Well, I'm going to let you take care of me and earn the money back!"

"Then how much are you going to offer?" Duoduo chuckled, smelling the faint smell of washing powder on the chicken intestines, and asked slowly.

"Three cents a time, if it's too expensive, you can negotiate the price...!!"

"Fuck off! Smelly shameless!!"

……

Two hours later, there was a table full of chronic poison, and there was nothing left to eat, and the plates were fucking brighter than the brush...