Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

The 3049th chapter of the black male **** girl (35)

Fu Yuheng found that the house was suddenly quiet.

When the summer vacation is at its hottest, the heat is everywhere.

He was busy outside for several days until he returned home at more than ten in the evening.

If it was before, he may be directly in the apartment next door to the group, and he will rest for a few nights.

After all, it is a critical period for the group's transformation recently.

After packing up too many people, he began to suffer from unimaginable backlashes.

Many people began to unite to resist the policy of excluding him.

He knew that once this difficult point had passed, it would have been overcome.

The old man can live much better before he retires.

He can also get a few years of free time to develop his own company.

This critical moment.

There is no need to come back.

When Fu Yuheng opened the door, the living room was empty.

It was still the same as before, empty and bright.

Not popular.

He took off his shoes, his suit jacket was hanging on his elbows, and the thin white shirt showed signs of sweat.

The muscular lines of the back are looming, and the thin silhouette of the waist.

The air conditioner in the room seems to be broken.

He looked up at the air conditioner.

Found not opened.

Walking over and picking up the remote control, it turned out that it really couldn't be turned on.

Fu Yuheng couldn't help feeling a little irritable.

He went directly to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator door, and saw the food left by the cooking nanny.

Some girls like ice cream, syrup, and watermelon that are cut in plastic bowls.

These are all when he is alone. Something that doesn't exist.

He took out the cold mineral water, opened the lid, and took two sips.

The hot feeling still exists.

Fu Yuheng looked blankly at the fruit and syrup in the refrigerator.

It's mung bean soup.

He tilted his head for a moment and finally hesitated before taking out the fruit and frozen mung bean soup in a large glass bowl.

When he returned to the room, he put things on the table in a conspicuous place.

Also cleared the documents and debris on the table.

The air conditioner in the room was not broken.

And it's always on.

Fu Yuheng went to take a bath without expression, and after taking a bath, he glanced at the door of the room.

No one has driven.

He stared at the spot for a while, and calmly sorted out the work papers.

The computer is on and the bottom game on the computer desktop has not been deleted.

He raised his eyebrows and stared at the game, again urged to delete it.

But the fingers didn't know why, the ghost almost got in.

Is a login page for the game box.

The nickname and password are saved, just click in it.

He hesitated before logging in.

Nickname: Tweet

He stared at the chirp, unable to understand what it meant for a while.

But instinct feels cute.

After logging in, it is a colorful picture of immortal cultivation, and all servers are overcrowded.

He glanced at the game, then opened the search page and searched for the company of the game.

It was discovered that he was also a company he had invested in.

This year a big game exploded, making this investment extremely successful.

But because for him, it brings more objective profits than investment.

It's still just a small addition to his performance plan, which is completely unremarkable.

He has no impression at all.

In the game with a fairy background, all kinds of characters are designed to be beautiful enough.

He glanced at the role that Bai Weiwei chose.

It's ... man.

(End of this chapter)