Seeing that Dai Liang seemed to have something to say to Fu Song, Guo Fansheng tactfully found an excuse to go back to the room.

After Lao Guo left, Dai Liang asked with a smile: "Don't you invite me to come up and sit?"

Go up and sit?

I'm afraid of my life!

If Chen Hong saw that little jealous jar was leading her back to the room...

Oh my god, that picture is unimaginable!

"Go out for a walk, just to get rid of the wine."

Dai Liang's smile froze and she glared at him with resentment, "Okay."

Nanjiao Hotel is located in the center, adjacent to the scenic Qianfo Mountain in the east, the Yingxiong Mountain covered with pines in the west, the Taishan Mountains in the south, and the botanical garden with flowers and trees in the north.

The gardens in the museum are unique, with green seasons, pavilions, towers, and waterfalls.

The gardens in the museum are unique, with green seasons, pavilions, towers, waterfalls and curved bridges, and night tours are unique, especially with beautiful women around you.

However, after walking for a long time, Dai Liang kept his head down and silent. Fu Song held back and said nothing, "Why are you crying?"

"No." Dai Liang raised her head and said, "Where am I crying?"

Fu Song looked at her through the street lights and said, "Before Chen Jianshe came, your eyes were swollen when you were in the lobby."

Dai Liang looked dim and hesitated for a few seconds, and then briefly explained what happened in the afternoon.

At the end of the talk, she cried again with grievance and said, "Fu Song, I was not like this before, but I don't know why I suddenly became like this."

Fu Song was a little confused and said, "Where is it? I also hate people who went to the lineup. If it were me, I would have shaved them long ago."

Dai Liang shook her head gently: "No, it's different. I can imagine that my afternoon quarrel was like... like a shrew. I was in the lobby bathroom just now and couldn't recognize myself."

After a pause, she said with a confused look on her face: "I don't know why I am so angry. I... I wasn't like this before, it's really not like this. Even if I get angry before, I wouldn't vent this way. Is there something wrong with me?"

Fu Song turned his head to look at her and sneered: "It's not that you have a psychological problem, but..., why do you say that, the pressure is too great."

Dai Liang thought about it and nodded, "Maybe."

Fu Song raised his head and looked at the dark sky, saying, "Kong Laoer said, a gentleman is open and honest, while a villain is always worried. Haha, I think this sentence is bullshit!"

Dai Liang asked with her head tilted, "How do you say this?"

Fu Song sneered: "The reason why gentlemen are open and honest is because they have no worries about food and clothing and are qualified to be open and honest. The reason why villains are always worried is because they have to do so and are not qualified to be open and honest."

Dai Jing burst out laughing and said, "You are making a point of being rude. According to your understanding, are all gentlemen rich and there are no gentlemen among the poor?"

Fu Song smiled unanimously: "A gentleman is more important than righteousness, and a villain is more important than profit. A gentleman becomes a man of beauty, and a villain is jealous. A gentleman is poor, but a villain is poor and a villain is more miserable. A gentleman is open and honest, and a villain is always worried... I thought it was very reasonable before, but later when I heard a sentence, I suddenly felt that the so-called truths and famous quotes before seemed to be wrong."

Dai Liang stopped and asked curiously: "What sentence?"

"The reason why poor people are poor is because they are stupid, lazy and stupid." Fu Song narrowed his eyes and said, "Isn't this a gentleman open-minded and a villain always lingering? Just like what happened this afternoon."

"Me?" Dai Liang pointed at her nose and asked in confusion: "Why is it touching me again?"

Fu Song laughed twice and said, "Why is a gentleman open and honest? Because a gentleman already has enough sense of security, and why is a villain always worried? Because a villain is still on the road to chasing a sense of security. You are now insecure, so you are full of hostility."

Dai Liang opened her mouth and wanted to refute him, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that he seemed to make sense.

Seeing her face changing, Fu Song smiled and said, "I used to be more hostile than you. I can't stand this or that. I always feel that this world is full of malicious intentions towards me..."

At this moment, scenes after scenes of his previous life emerged in his mind. At that time, perhaps in the eyes of others, he was really a villain.

"A gentleman is as gentle as jade, haha, but who doesn't want to be a gentle person who speaks without being impatient or impatient, and is full of gentlemanly style?" Fu Song said in a quiet tone, "But how many people can do such cultivation and demeanor? Every day, for the tuition of the children, to treat the family, and to deal with various trivial matters in the unit, no matter how good the demeanor and demeanor are, they will be polished."

"When the granaries are full, you know etiquette; when you have enough food and clothing, you know honor and disgrace; when you have enough, you think about your fill and warmth; when you have hunger and cold, you have a thief. Some people are born with golden spoons, and live a carefree life. They do whatever they want, and they are smooth sailing. If you make a call, someone will take the initiative to send money. For example, you, your second brother. So you didn't have any hostility before, and you were even too lazy to pay attention to us "villains".

On the contrary, we can't do it. Our mud legs are like being put into a cage, hitting walls everywhere, asking grandpa to sue for everything, and even suffering from sarcasm and rolling eyes from others. You said, can we be open to such a life? Can we not be too harsh in our anger?"

"Stop talking!"

"No! I want to say it!" Fu Song suddenly stopped, leaned against her shoulders, and looked down at her eyes. "Those people with sufficient resources and rich life will never understand. Why are you so gentle and have no elegance? But they don't know, or they pretend not to know. The reason why they can maintain elegance is because they have squeezed you!"

"You..., you hurt me."

"Sorry." Fu Song took a deep breath, let go of her shoulders, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I thought I could be a so-called gentleman now, but I didn't expect to be a mud-legged person."

"No." Dai Liang suddenly grabbed his arm, "You are much better than those hypocrites, one hundred times stronger, ten thousand times stronger!"

Fu Song was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, laughing back and forth, wiping his tears while laughing, "Miss Dai, you are becoming more and more like a human being now."

Dai Liang was not upset because she understood that Fu Song was not calling herself a human being.

After Fu Song had enough laughter, she said shyly: "Fu Song..."

"Hmm?" Fu Song wiped his face hard and rubbed it on his pants casually.

Dai Liang met his eyes and suddenly became a little panicked, "It's nothing, I want to say... Thank you!"

"What do you thank me? If you still borrow money, you have already said it."

"No, no!" Dai Liang waved his hand quickly, "Thank you for helping me."

Fu Song shook his head and said, "I just felt it and thought of myself before."

Dai Liang said: "I want to thank you anyway."

Fu Song asked with a smile: "Then why do you plan to thank me?"

Dai Liang replied shyly: "I let you sleep and I don't sleep yet. How do you want me to thank you?"

"Not interested!" Fu Song rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, it's getting late, I won't keep you."

Dai Liang glared at him in anger.

Fu Song pretended not to see it and turned around and walked back.

Dai Liang looked at his back, stomped his feet, and hurriedly chased after him.

Fu Song heard the footsteps behind him getting closer and closer, so he stopped and asked, "What are you doing with me?"

Dai Liang looked at him with her lips pursed, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm, and said like a mosquito and flies: "Fu Song..."

"What are you doing?"

"I..., I'm cold."

Dai Liang felt her voice trembling violently, and her hands were so nervous that she tucked them tightly together.

"What?" Fu Song thought he had heard it wrong.

"I'm cold." Dai Liang said with a red face, "Can you hug me?"

Fu Song: “….”

This girl feels like she has changed a different person, is it the Dai Liang he knows?

Could it be that he was a ghost?

Dai Liang waited for a while, and saw that he was indifferent, and couldn't help asking, "Do you dislike me?"

Fu Song looked her up and down and said in confusion: "Are you okay?"

Dai Liang was immediately angry and picked up his bag and slammed it gently at him: "You made me feel more reserved. I am so reserved. What else do you want?"

Fu Song coughed awkwardly and said, "This... is a bit too sudden. Please let me slow down first."

Dai Liang smashed him again: "So you, there will be no store after you pass this village. Fu Song, I tell you that I will get married on New Year's Day next year, so you can do it."

Fu Song hesitated: "What do you mean by this? What does your marriage have to do with me? What am I going to do?"

"Okay, okay!" Dai Liang gritted his teeth, "Since you said that, I will ask my fiancé to have a sleep tomorrow. He has begged me many times..."

"You dare!" Fu Song seemed to be stepping on his tail, shocked and angry.

Dai Liang showed a winning smile on his face: "Tonight, you invite Secretary Chen over, and I know you can't bear to leave me. I'll admit that you can die!"

Fu Song said stubbornly: "I haven't seen Secretary Chen for a long time. I'm just talking about the past. Don't be too sentimental!"

"Oh? Is that right?" Dai Liang looked at him with a playful look, "Last night, you asked me to give you some time, it should be OK now, right? Don't you invite me to your place to sit?"

"Forget it, I was just kidding you last night, and you took it seriously." Fu Song refused in pain.

Dai Liang frowned and said suspiciously: "You can't hide the charms in the golden house, right?"

"I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Fu Songya denied.

Dai Liang suddenly stood on tiptoe and leaned her face closer, exhaling, "Then what are you afraid of? Wouldn't it be good for me to be your lover?"

Fu Song smelled the breath she sprayed, and his breathing became rapid. He looked at her eyes with a flash of water and said, "You are playing with fire, aren't you afraid of getting fire from the gun?"

Dai Liang bit her lip, pressed her whole person into his arms, twisting her body like a kitten, "I feel it, please help me?"

Fu Song took a step back, but unexpectedly she followed closely and wrapped her hands around his waist.

Dai Liang raised her head and blushed, "Fu Song, I thought about it too."

"It's really not possible today." Fu Song's voice was astringent, but his hands couldn't help but hold her back, "Will it be better another day?"

Dai Liang squeezed into his arms again, and his eyes were blurred, "But I want it today, do you... feel it?"

She said, holding Fu Song's hand down her waist.
To be continued...