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C27 Smash

Some people liked him when you saw him, but when you slept, you found him disgusting. Some people, when you saw him, you didn't feel anything.

Shui Se is the butt in Quan San's heart, Quan San has been in love overnight.

The next morning, Shui Se woke up unexpectedly and was abnormally calm. He looked at Quan San with an unreadable gaze, as if they had never met before. His eyebrows were still calm, but his eyes looked a little dull.

He didn't say anything, staggered out of the bed, and hid in the bathroom. Quan San was still lying on the messy bed, looking at the bloody marks on the white sheets, listening to the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, and counting in his heart.

After the first half hour, Quan San suddenly jumped off the bed and rushed into the bathroom. Under the shower, Shui Se slowly turned around and looked at him with an indifferent expression. Quan San was too embarrassed to leave.

After the second half an hour, it was Quan San's first time doing something so sneaky. He tiptoed to the door of the bathroom, pressed against the door and listened to what was going on inside. Then, he heard the man crying.

After the third half hour had passed, Shui Se was still crying. Quan San was disgusted, he was the kind of man who didn't understand tenderness. He felt that it was merciful enough for him to not kill Shui Se.

Perhaps men were born lowly and had the courage to seduce him. He did not reject any of them, but those people had to pay for their courage with their lives. People like Shui Se who did not hang on to him felt special.

After the fourth hour had passed, the clean-looking Shui Se pushed open the frosted door of the bathroom and calmly walked to the front of him. They were very close.

For two or three seconds, Quan San decided that if Shui Se was like those bitches and was toyed with by him, he would stick with him and ask for this or that. Even if it was Third Dad's face, Quan San wouldn't give him face.

With a bang, Shui Se slammed the crystal ashtray that was hidden in his hand onto Quan San's forehead with a lightning speed.

The first time it happened, Quan San was caught off guard and did not expect Shui Se to hurt him. After the second time it happened, he did not hide from it and the little wild cat had the guts. Smash it, I'll smash it down for you and make you submit.

Look, look, it's said that men are born to be scum, kill them to keep their mouths shut, and then make a move on them.

Wu Tie was expressionless, like a robot that had been wound up by a clockwork man. He immediately raised the blood-stained ashtray and dropped it towards Quan San's forehead. The same posture, the same force, and the same angle smashed onto the same wound.

Just when Quan San couldn't take it anymore and was about to grab Shui Se's wrist, the man stopped his hand and dropped the ashtray that was full of blood onto the floor. Then, Quan San watched as Shui Se mechanically walked out of the bedroom and walked out of the suite.

When Heimu looked at the wound on Quan San's forehead, he couldn't help but be astonished. It was obvious that the wound was caused by a blunt weapon. Heimu didn't believe that someone would be able to injure him, Third Brother, at such a close distance with a lethal weapon.

Of course, he wouldn't foolishly ask about the source of the injury. Quan San's face was as dark as if he ate shit. After calling over the doctor to deal with it, Quan San dismissed everyone, including Heimu.

For the whole day, the man was upset. He ruthlessly tore off the documents on his desk. The frustrated Quan San finally turned on the monitor. He was just looking at it to see if Shui Se's thin figure really showed up on the screen.

In front of others, he was still smiling warmly and courteously, and when he spoke to his son, he was still that kind and kind father, reminding, praising, praising, and communicating with Han Mushi with full concentration. One is one, two is two, none of the weird emotions could be detected.

Quan San couldn't say what he thought of Shui Se now, nor did he know what his impression of him was. He just wanted to know what Shui Se was thinking right now.

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