If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

Wen Wu looked at Song Chuyi, who was unconscious, and asked with a rare conscience: "Is he okay?"

"It's okay." Duan Tianhe's voice was low and his face was terrifyingly gloomy.

The sky suddenly darkened, and the originally calm sea suddenly became rough.

Waves crashed against the cruise ship, rocking it from side to side.

Wen Wu was shocked, anxious and worried.

This kind of weather is not suitable for fishing, and it is even impossible to cast an anchor.

But if you miss this opportunity, you may not be able to find the shipwreck next time.

Wen Wu gritted his teeth, and just when he was about to jump into the sea and mark the sunken place first, Song Chuyi, who was held in Duan Tianhe's arms, let out a soft moan.

Duan Tianhe's expression softened and his voice was urgent, "A Chu?"

He laid him down and patted his face.

Song Chuyi struggled to open his eyes, and after seeing Duan Tianhe's face clearly, he struggled to utter three words.

"Scratch-off."

"I'll go look for him." Duan Tianhe said solemnly, "Ah Chu, please rest first."

As these words fell, the dark clouds dispersed instantly, and even the rough sea suddenly calmed down as if it had received some order.

Wen Wu looked surprised, and he even felt a sense of absurdity.

The sea surface, which seemed to be stormy just now, suddenly became calm, the sun shone brightly, and even the sunset was so gentle.

Wen Wu swallowed his saliva and felt that both Duan Tianhe and this young man named Song Chuyi had a little bit of metaphysics in them.

He shook his head quickly and shouted: "Come on, get into the sea!"

Full of enthusiasm, "Looking for scratch-off tickets!"

Stop by and take a look at the location of Changhe No.1.

In areas like this on the high seas, whoever discovers the sunken ship belongs to him.

Now they only need to determine the location of the sunken ship and report it to the superior, and he doesn't need to worry about the rest.

Of course, they didn’t know there was a sunken ship down there, they just went down there to find scratch-off tickets!

Who knows that his good brother Duan Tianhe is a love brain.

What's wrong with him mobilizing some people to go to the sea to find scratch tickets for his love brother?

He would say this to anyone who asked him. It was definitely not premeditated!

In the end, the scratch-off ticket was naturally found. On the way to find the scratch-off ticket, we also "accidentally" discovered the sunken ship of Changhe No. 1.

Everything is so coincidental, but so logical.

Song Chuyi heard the news after he woke up completely:? ? ?

Can play.

He only had this idea.

Fortunately, the cruise ship did not sink and Duan Tianhe did not turn black.

Hmm...it shouldn't be darkened, right?

Song Chuyi looked uncertainly at Duan Tianhe, who had a gloomy expression next to him, tentatively stretched out his hand and tugged on his sleeve.

"are you angry?"

"No." Duan Tianhe looked at Song Chuyi with complicated eyes, "Why did you jump?"

He doesn't understand.

It was just a scratch card, a scratch ticket that you could buy at a lottery shop on the street for ten yuan.

Why jump and risk death.

"Because that was your first time winning a lottery." Song Chuyi straightened his expression and said with a serious expression, "You said you were unlucky, but you still scratched out ten dollars."

He moved closer.

Hot breath sprayed, eyes firm.

"Starting from that scratch-off ticket, you're going to be lucky."

He stretched out his hand and slowly grabbed Duan Tianhe's wrist.

"I want to help you keep your luck."

Duan Tianhe's arms tightened slightly, and his heart was being beaten, feeling numb and numb, with a little pain.

He couldn't describe his current mood, it seemed that many emotions were coming up.

Touched, distressed, worried, remorseful, regretful...

These emotional packages overwhelmed his sanity and prevented him from thinking properly.

His body seemed to be no longer under his control, and he could only make some stiff sounds.

"does it worth?"

Soon, he heard Song Chuyi's firm answer.

"worth."

Duan Tianhe slowly laughed.

Pleasurable, nasty, and mixed with a hint of greed.

"Fool."

He held Song Chuyi in his arms with his big hands, clasped his head with his right hand, and buried it in his chest to prevent him from seeing his expression.

"How is it worth it for someone like me?"

Song Chu paused for two seconds and then tentatively said, "Then it's worth it for your money."

"Twenty million." He struggled to raise his head, smiling with crooked eyebrows, "Didn't you say you could get 20 million?"

"Hahahaha!" Duan Tianhe finally couldn't help laughing out loud, "Okay, okay, I'll give you 20 million."

Money was just an external possession. He didn't care about it before, but now... he cares about it a little bit.

Because it has one more effect.

Keep him.

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Although Wen Wu was verbose and a bit evil-minded, he made money very quickly.

When they got off the cruise ship and arrived at the hotel, Wen Wu had already transferred 20 million to Duan Tianhe's account.

Duan Tianhe only took one look and transferred all 20 million to Song Chuyi.

He kept dozens of dollars on himself.

Song Chuyi felt that Duan Tianhe was really pitiful and wanted to transfer the money back, but he refused.

"The money will disappear if I leave it here. I might as well give it to you."

Song Chuyi asked in confusion, "Disappeared? How did you disappear?"

Can money disappear for no reason?

"For example, if a fraudster transfers the wrong money to my account, my account will be frozen, and the money in it will also be frozen because the source of the money is unknown."

If it's frozen, doesn't it just disappear?

Song Chuyi suddenly realized, "It turns out this is the one who disappeared."

He couldn't help but pat Duan Tianhe on the shoulder, "Leave the money with me and I'll keep it for you."

He chuckled and said, "Then you have to report to me what you want to buy in the future."

Duan Tianhe chuckled, "Okay, I'll report everything to you."

"Why do I feel like I'm the boss now?" Song Chuyi looked at the huge sum of 20 million in his bank card and chuckled, "Why don't you come and play with me, hahaha!"

Duan Tianhe suddenly leaned forward, holding Song Chuyi's slim waist with one hand, and supporting him on the bed with the other hand, feeling full of pressure.

"Isn't Ah Chu my little companion?"

"The 20 million yuan is an advance payment for companionship."

Song Chuyi:...

Damn it! There is also such a thing as an advance!

Humans are really smart!

"Okay." He agreed, "Twenty million can buy me a lot of playing time. Boss, if you want to play games, just tell me anytime. I promise to serve you comfortably!"

Duan Tianhe's eyes darkened, and he chewed the word "serve" repeatedly in his mind. He suddenly let go of his big hand, sat sideways, and picked up the blanket on the bed to cover his legs.

"Yes." He responded in a low voice, with a strong nasal voice and a bit of lust.

After a brief silence, he suddenly asked: "A Chu has other bosses?"