Going to the top - 13 (just make an analogy

"I know, I know, I know, I know that I definitely don't need it. I just said that, I know! That's it, it's not that my brother needs it, it's someone else's need, it's what I want for others, right? Also, my Maca is from South America, and it's called the Andes, which is what the Incas use to increase their physical strength. Alas, don't say anything that increases physical strength, that is, increase their sexual ability." Wen Xiaolong not only sympathizes with Dou Yifan's fate, but also particularly agrees with Dou Yifan's words. To be honest, no man will regard this kind of thing as a glorious experience.

"Oh, the Incas in the Andes? It's really far away! But, hey, Xiaolong, why do you... this... why does this sound so awkward? No, what do you mean? And... hey, it's not what I want, it's really not..." Wen Xiaolong's words made Dou Yifan feel more uncomfortable the more he heard, but he just didn't know how to refute him, or how he refuted it was not very right. When he thought that Wen Xiaolong might have misunderstood, Dou Yifan suddenly stammered. But when he thought that if he stuttered, it would make Wen Xiaolong even more misunderstood, and Dou Yifan became even more uneasy.

"I know, brother, I really know that no matter who is, whoever gets this disease, no one will be cured. You said those beauties took off all their clothes and lie in front of you, but your thing is just not good, and you are unwilling to support you. What's going on? You can't get through the store! Brother, do you think this is the reason? So! You have to help with this, you have to help!" Wen Xiaolong looked clear and said, taking out his cell phone and making a phone call.

"No, Xiaolong, why do you understand the more you say this? Why do those beauties take off all their clothes and lie in front of me? I'm not going to be so arrogant? I'm very arrogant, very arrogant, and very arrogant! You can't talk nonsense! Brother, I'm very arrogant!" Wen Xiaolong's words really made Dou Yifan really unable to be successful. He just pointed and tried to make it clear that he was really successful, but the more he defended, the more confused he was, the harder he was to explain. In the end, Dou Yifan blushed and wanted to take off his pants immediately so that Wen Xiaolong could see how vigorous he was.

"I'm just an analogy! It's okay, it's okay, brother, let me tell you, this maca is also very magical. It's said that after eating it the night before, your thing will be more sensitive. No, it should be called more sensitive and particularly sensitive!" Seeing Dou Yifan being anxious, Wen Xiaolong waved his hand quickly, indicating that he was very clear and clear, and he was still the kind that he knew very clearly.

"Why did it come to me again? I said, Xiaolong, we can't always hit me when we use metaphors? That's it! I don't know how to explain it to you." Dou Yifan felt that he was just a mute who had suffered from eating Coptis chinensis. He gestured at Wen Xiaolong twice, and simply gave up this hopeless explanation. The Qing Dynasty cleared itself, and Dou Yifan comforted himself like this.

"No need to explain, no need to explain, I know, really! But, brother, this matter is big or small, so we should stay up late and drink less, and we should stay up late and wait on time, just do it." Wen Xiaolong could really understand Dou Yifan's uneasy mood, and gave him quite appropriate comfort, and gave Dou Yifan a lot of advice. However, the more Wen Xiaolong said, Dou Yifan's face became greener. In the end, Dou Yifan's face was simply green, and it became a green grassland.

Just as Dou Yifan opened his mouth wide and hesitated whether to explain something, the door of the private room was knocked and a thin figure flashed in.

"Brother Long, what you want is here!" The thin man with his head lowered down and walked to Wen Xiaolong, nodded and bowed properly, stretched out his right hand and handed a small glass bottle in his hand to Wen Xiaolong.

"Let go!" Wen Xiaolong gave a cold command when he saw the man coming in, looking a little impatient.

"Yes, Brother Long!" Hearing Wen Xiaolong's words, the thin man bowed his back slightly, put the bottle down on the glass coffee table, and turned around to walk towards the door.

"Wait a minute! Are you Zhugan?" Just as the thin man turned around and was about to leave, Dou Yifan immediately became confused when he saw his empty left hand. Dou Yifan stood up from the sofa and immediately called out to the man who looked very strange. Zhugan was a small character next to Wen Xiaolong before, and Dou Yifan had also seen Zhugan. However, later, Zhugan was chopped off his left hand and rushed to the Golden Triangle because of his love for joining Fat Dun in the RV and raping Xiao Xiaomin. Dou Yifan, who knew about this, he hesitated to this figure who obviously had a lot of robbery.

"You are...Boss Dou, I don't call you Zhugan. Zhugan is dead, he died in Vietnam." Hearing Dou Yifan's cry, the thin man with his left sleeve hesitated and looked up at Dou Yifan, and then quickly lowered his head and dared not look at Dou Yifan's eyes. After hesitating for a while, he explained.

"Xiaolong, what's going on?" Dou Yifan was very dissatisfied when he heard this answer. He looked back at Wen Xiaolong and asked coldly.

"Brother, listen to me...you go out first! Don't walk around the bar in the future, get out!" Seeing Dou Yifan's face turned blue, Wen Xiaolong knew that it would be meaningless to continue hiding it. He quickly stood up and knocked away the bamboo pole that was standing at the door of the room, and then he smiled and wanted to explain to Dou Yifan.

"Tell me! Why is he still here? Didn't you say he has been sent to Vietnam? Why did he still appear here?" Dou Yifan was filled with anger and asked Wen Xiaolong repeatedly without hesitation.
Chapter completed!