Pampered by Millions

98: peach crack (1)

Caesar, in a tower where humans are not allowed to have names, saying these two words not only meant he may have learned his own name from Caesar, but also means that he may be a bad visitor, and the face of Chao Deng changes slightly. Just when he wanted to speak again, he heard the young man's smiling voice.

"No way, his character is rotten to death." The person opposite took a sip of coffee, shaking the small spoon in his hand: "Boss even told you this? You guys are progressing a bit fast. ."

“…hmmm.”

Really...Caesar?

"I am very suspicious of what happened last night," the young man observed him maliciously: "Tired? Sleepy? Wushan overnight—"

Zhao Deng made a stop gesture: "Don't open the yellow accent, eat."

"Don't, it's rare to have his gossip, curious."

Shaking his head towards the lamp and didn't speak, the young man could only shrug his shoulders when he saw this, his eyes turned to the wall of the cup at hand, there was a small drop of water on it, if the other party is really the system In fact, there are also many problems. The system once said that it is the biggest defect. Although I don't understand what the defect means, it is just that the system appears in front of him in human form and doesn't seem to know him... Yes, If Caesar is the system, why doesn't he know him?

Amnesia and pretending... either one makes people want to **** him!

"Hmm, it's been a while since I came out." The young man glanced at the time: "I want to go back first, come to Okura when you have time?"

"What are you playing?" Thinking of what the other party had said, Zhao Deng smiled maliciously: "Blooming ass?"

The youth scolded: "It was a joke at the time, don't mind."

waving his hand towards the lamp, seeing the other party leave the cafe, a strange color flashed in his eyes. If it is indeed a person, the system allows him to collect emotional fragments, and the young man inadvertently mentioned that Caesar was washed out of emotions, will these be related?

…suspicious no matter what, great, towards the light.

The pure white walls are smooth and flawless, the marigolds kept in the glass table are blooming slowly, the female doctor sitting behind the desk is holding a peach-colored cigarette, and she sees the handsome young man coming from the door As he came in, Oriola let out a sigh of smoke lazily.

"He asked," the young man sat down on the sofa and turned his eyes to the man opposite him: "As you guessed, he tested your name, and I admitted it as you said. "

"Oh."

“…”

Gray blue eyes glanced at the young man's speechless expression, Caesar raised his eyebrows in doubt: "...Thank you? Excuse me?"

"Little Caesar," Oriola's red lips lifted lightly: "What bad idea are you making?"

"The boss likes people but doesn't dare to say it explicitly, so he can only hang people and hint that he is who he is through various channels, so he has to let the children chase after him," the young man summed up succinctly: "Men Sao ."