Rules Strange Talk: I Have A Death Prompt

The hustle and bustle can be heard clearly across three floors.

Everyone was taken aback.

Even Shen Mu felt a little curious.

So he quickly put away his notebook and came to the stairs to look down from a height.

In the field of vision, I saw Maren talking with a man and a woman.

That man should be the Mr. Wendell that Mullen mentioned.

Wearing a straight white suit with a red gift scarf tied on his chest.

There is also a pair of gold-rimmed glasses stuck on the bridge of the nose.

And that woman was undoubtedly Mrs. Wendell.

It looks a little rich and rich, and full of sensuality.

Wearing a luxurious tight blue evening dress.

Under the black silk gloves, she held an exquisite lady's handbag.

Both of them looked very rich.

He must have been a member of high society.

It's no wonder that Mullen was so humble in "Qiqisan".

Seeing this, Shen Mu became interested.

With his chin propped on his hands, he lay on the stairs on the third floor and watched the excitement.

And at this time.

The people downstairs also seem to have discovered the existence of Shen Mu.

Mr. Wendell pushed his glasses and looked up at Shen Mu.

"Oh? Mullen, did anyone get here before us?"

Hearing this, Ma Lun also looked back at Shen Mu.

"Yes, that gentleman is called Shen Mu, and he is also a guest of our villa."

However, the voice has not yet stabilized.

I saw that Mrs. Wendell's face darkened.

"Che, country bumpkin, is this kind of place where anyone can set foot casually? It aroused my...

But she didn't wait for her to say the rest.

Mr. Wendell quickly reached out and stopped her mouth.

"Winnie, don't talk nonsense! Hurry up and pack up your things and go back to your room."

As soon as the words came out.

Mrs. Wendell seemed to realize that she was a little impulsive.

He instinctively covered his mouth.

Then he hastily pulled his salute and walked straight to the second floor.

Mr. Wendell followed closely behind.

In this way.

The original noisy atmosphere disappeared in an instant.

It turned out to be extremely boring.

Even with some tension.

On the other hand, Shen Mu.

For the situation just now.

He could see and hear clearly from upstairs.

"oh.....…?"

Winnie Wendell.

What is this woman trying to say?

It seems that there are some unspeakable secrets in them.

Think here.

Shen Mu hurried downstairs.

Thinking about meeting them on the 2nd floor.

Maybe we can "get to know each other better".

But at this time.

The audience in the live broadcast room seemed to be a little restless.

Especially just now.

Listening to the woman named Winnie Wendell swearing at Shen Mu.

In an instant, countless female fans were angered.

"Hey, Grandma Ni, what the hell are you calling a country bumpkin! You meow! How dare you speak to my Mu Shen like that."

"What the hell? She dared to say that my elder brother Shen Mu is a bumpkin! I'm afraid it's a twist!"

"Yes, even if she is weird, sister, I will let her know why the flowers are so red!"

"Don't let anyone stop me, I have to rush in and slap her two big mouths."

"Sister, there is no one stopping you here."

"But having said that, that bitch's mouth is really bad. If I can get in, I really want to punch her on the spot!"

"Hey, wait a minute, brother upstairs, something is wrong with you. Why do I feel like you have other plans?"

However, when everyone expressed their indignation.

Shen Mu has already reached the second floor first.

Zhengzheng was standing at the top of the stairs waiting for the arrival of the Wendells.

moment.

I saw a man and a woman appearing in front of them dragging two large suitcases.

The three looked at each other.

About 2 seconds passed.

Shen Mu suddenly changed his usual indifferent expression.

There was a smile.

"Two, do you need me to help you with your luggage?"

The voice fell.

The couple were also a little confused.

They looked at each other.

Fortunately, Shen Mu is a very easy-going person.

So he can deal with this kind of person very firmly.

So, I haven't waited for those two to set an example.

He took two strides forward.

"Don't worry, since meeting here is fate, everyone will be friends in the future."

fall, rise

Two suitcases, one in each hand.

Pick it up and go up.

But Winnie didn't appreciate it, and still said some nonsense.

"Hmph, country bumpkin, you are only worthy of these lowly jobs, so you'd better be careful, don't break my box, you can't afford it!

Hear this.

The corners of Shen Mu's mouth twitched and his eyebrows raised.

I muttered in my heart.

Oh shit, this bitch is a bit shameless, isn't she?

If it weren't for Laozi wanting to get information from you.

Do you really think I'm used to you?

Think here.

Shen Mu's back molars gritted "creak".

But still holding back his anger, he turned around and said with a smile on his face.

"Don't worry, I will be very careful."

As a result, the words came out.

Long Guo's live broadcast room exploded.

exploded.

I can't control it.

The originally weird and terrifying live broadcast turned into a large-scale national quintessence export scene.

Its content is simply beyond words.

The milk content is unprecedentedly high.

Countless viewers wished they could dig up the ancestral grave of Winnie's family.

And at this time.

That Mr. Wendell also felt some cheek fever.

As the saying goes, "a woman is the face of a man".

This is true no matter what country the people are from.

Seeing my daughter-in-law is so uneducated.

He rushed to Shen Mu's side to smooth things over. 0.4 "Sir, Mr. Shen Mu, sorry, my lover is not in a good mood recently, please don't take offense."

Shen Mu just smiled slightly when she heard the words.

"It's okay... It's okay, it's okay, man, I don't care about so much."

After speaking, he looked at the 10 rooms on the second floor.

"Oh, by the way, where should I put the salute for you?"

Mr. Wendell looked back at Winnie.

As if asking for her opinion.

Seeing this, Winnie raised her eyelids and scanned the guest rooms on the second floor.

"Well, pink, pink rose."

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