Chapter 161What does Fushiguro Shinobu want?
Based on past experience, Izumi Koi could answer with certainty: money, or a valuable life.
But he has no money now, and his life is worthless.
What to do?
Koi began to worry.
He was prepared that Fushiguro Shinobu would make things difficult for him, but the reality was much better than he expected. Shinobu didn't knock him down with a punch as soon as they met. Facing him who rushed up with a hot head, he showed quite a strong humanistic care.
For such a scum who sells children, this is rare. When Koibu thinks about it now, he can still feel quite complicated and moved for two seconds.
Just two seconds, no more, any more would be a disrespect to his own moral bottom line.
"Do you need to think so long? Or are you not in a hurry to find something?"
Lisheng shook his head: "You have seen the world, Mr. Fushiguro, I can't find what you want from my body."
Shen'er pinched his fingers and said in a tone: "Is that so?"
Quan Lisheng clenched his fist angrily, and his fingers naturally pulled out of the other's hand. He punched the quilt with a fist and sighed for his own disappointment: "Even if I sell me, I still can't get 10 billion!"
"More." Lisheng shrank back quickly, and when he was a safe distance that he couldn't reach with his arms, he spoke with determination, "Please keep a certain distance from me, please."
Shen'er almost forgot that this person's advances and retreats were very straightforward. The only time he was forced to stop in a position of hesitation was when he said "I don't love you".
It was a kind of mutual torture, and Quan Lisheng was not the male college student who would be deeply trapped in it.
"The things I was obsessed with when I was young are not my destination."
Under his shy appearance, he had already thought very clearly and was very calm.
The period in his heart had already been drawn, and all subsequent irrational behaviors would not run farther than a horse that had broken free from its reins.
If Izumi Lisheng were given another rainy night, he would still rush to him.
But he would still regain his sanity and say, neither lightly nor heavily, "Long time no see, Mr. Fushiguro.
" "You are really a troublesome guy." Because the man shrank far away, Shen'er grabbed his ankle and dragged him in front of him with a low exclamation.
This is the most appropriate distance for a conversation. Who would see such a large empty space?
"Anything can be discussed! Mr. Fushiguro! We can discuss it!"
Lisheng was scared out of his wits. The way Fushiguro Shen'er caught people was no different from catching fish on the shore. If he had a knife in his hand, he would have skinned and pulled out his muscles.
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