Evil Emperor's Counterattack Plan

Chapter 31

Wu Xie rushed to the door, the little brother was sitting by the fish pond in a daze, black glasses came in from the door, the expression on his face could only be described as "exaggerated".

Wu Xie strode over: "You are not allowed to visit on the first day of the new year, who allowed you to come in? Go out."

"You think I want to drop by? Early in the morning, the manager of Huaxi Hotel called to urge the room card to check out. I'll come to you to get the room card."

Wu Xie stuffed the room card into his hand: "Go!"

The black glasses took the room card and said: "Really, I won't check out the room after I use it up, but I will help you check it out. If it's Chinese New Year, do you want to let people get a good night's sleep?"

"Stop talking nonsense and go quickly, or the manager will urge you again." Wu Xie sent him to the door like sending off his ancestors.

Poker-face asked: "Wu Xie, what room card?"

"Nothing." Wu Xie said quickly.

The left foot that the black glasses took halfway retracted again, and turned his head.

"Dumb, the room card is the card that opens the room door in the hotel, don't you know?" Looking at Zhang Qiling and then at Wu Xie, the black blind man raised the corners of his mouth and continued: "Still, you didn't have any cards at all last night." ..."

"Of course not!" If you want to lie, you have to tell the whole story, and only half of it is not in line with the evil emperor's style, Wu Xie pushed the black glasses again: "Let's go, be careful that the hotel deducts your money."

"It doesn't matter, the deduction is from Hua'er's account. Dumb, did you really not..."

"By the way!" Wu Xie interrupted him: "Why did you come to get the room card when the money was deducted from Xiaohua's account? Why? Why is this?"

"Hua'er and I have a good relationship. Everyone knows that. He always asks me for many things. What's so strange?"

"Really? Why do I think you are so guilty of saying this?"

"It's you who are guilty, right? Young Master?"

"Okay, I won't talk about you, you won't talk about me, let's stop here, will we make a deal?"

"The evil emperor has let go of his words, how dare I say no?"

"Okay, then stop, no one should say anything."

Talking to black glasses is a mouth-watering affair.

"Okay, I'm going to check out the card, and I'll come to you for dinner another day."

"Go and walk slowly."

Wu Xie waved to him.

Poker bottle said: "Wu Xie, didn't we watch the night last night? Did the black glasses misunderstand us?"

"That's right!" As the door was about to close, a foot was stuffed in, followed by sunglasses, and then a complete face: "I suddenly remembered that I..."

"Don't even think about it!" Wu Xie kicked him out, closed the door with a "bang", and smiled kindly at Poker Bottle.

"No, little brother, that room card was left by Xiao Hua yesterday, and the black glasses are here to help him get it back."

Brother, forgive me for this white lie, I'm afraid you will kill me if you find out.

"Wu Xie, what do you mean by staying up all night?" Poker-Face asked.

"That's...that's what we meant by keeping watch all night from last night to this morning." Wu Xie folded her arms and said "Ding" in capital letters.

"Yeah." Poker-Face nodded, and asked again: "Why did the black glasses say I can do it? What are you doing?"

"Brother, what you can do means that you are very good. We all know that you can split rice dumplings with one hand. The black glasses are a compliment for your strength."

"Naive, what kind of messy and unhealthy thoughts did you instill in my little brother early in the morning?"

The fat man came in with his New Year's goods and his hair shaking.

Wu Xie's head hurts.

"Don't all of you know that you can't drop by on New Year's Day?"

"Fatty, I'm a rough person. I don't pay attention to these etiquettes. I haven't heard of them. Naive, listen to your tone, there are people who came to visit before me, who is it?"

"Who else? Black glasses."

"Hey, speaking of black glasses, naive, how did you and my little brother spend last night?" The fat man gave him a look: "Are you comfortable?"

Wu Xie lay on the imperial concubine chair and did eye exercises: "If you don't come so early in the morning, I can feel more comfortable."

You don't come so early, I can still sleep, ah, my dark circles, why are you so big?

Who knew that the fat man completely misunderstood what he meant.

"So strong?" The fat man came over and stared at him: "Naively, shouldn't you be moisturized and smooth, why do you look like a pickle that has been squeezed dry?"

"Fatty, Wu Xie stayed up all night and hasn't slept until now." Poker-Face said.

The fat man nodded: "I know, little brother, although Tianzhen looks like a lively dragon, but after all, at that age, your physical strength is no match for your little brother. You have to understand him."

"Hmm." Poker Bottle nodded.

Then he said to Wu Xie: "Naive, you really are, no matter how comfortable you are, you can't just give him as many times as you want, you are an old bone, you can't toss around like this, do you have any self-consciousness... naive, what's wrong with your eyes?" Is it? You won’t stay up all night with cramps in your eyes, will you?”

"Fuck you! Fatty, come here and I have something to tell you." Wu Xie pulled the fat man to a corner, and from last night to this morning, the room card, black glasses, and white lies, all told Fatty everything. Said: "...that's the way it is, if it's a brother, keep it secret for me."

"The fat man stabbed you in both sides, so what's the secret?"

"Sure enough, good brother, I'll treat you to a big meal sometime when I'm free."

"There's no need to change the day, I'm free today."

……

The two talked shoulder to shoulder, not knowing that all these words fell into the ears of the person sitting by the pond.

Poker-face was still staring at the fish pond in a daze, but with a faint smile on his face.

The sound of firecrackers wakes up the early morning of the New Year.

The Chinese New Year is over, and their lives will usher in a new beginning.

The business of his shop is still not good, but it is still enough to feed and clothe. Xiaohua and Hei glasses still bicker when they meet, and they like to joke like a fat man.

Turning around, Poker Ping was beside him, smiling slightly at him.

What I want in this life is nothing more than that.

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