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  This year's winter arrived earlier than previous years, at night it already felt like the cold air was pressing in, the icy sea breeze blew over, making Wu Ming's hairs stand on end, and he couldn't help but shrink his neck.

  At this moment, his heart was filled with regret, he thought coming to the seaside at Starry Night was a stupid idea, it's so cold that no one would be tempted to swim in the icy water, even an idiot wouldn't dare to get in, whoever dares to venture into the water will definitely cramp up and eventually become a sea turtle's food.

  "Is it cold?"

  "Not cold."

  She was wearing a Chanel coat, and indeed she didn't feel cold. Was it possible to take advantage of the situation and hold her in his arms? The mountain doesn't move but the water does, Wu Ming hugged himself with both hands and said shivering: "But I'm very cold, can I hold you for warmth?"

  "Get out!"

  "I'm out of here!" Wu Ming said, and with a nimble sidestep, he flipped over backwards, then patted his hands together and laughed: "Wait for me here, I'll go get some stuff to start a fire."

  Wu Ming ran towards the Maserati parked by the seaside, took a deep breath of the cold sea breeze, and revealed a faint smile. This bastard was always doing his own thing at any time, but for some reason, she didn't feel disgusted.

  Soon, Wu Ming came back with a bundle of firewood and various packages, then he dug a hole on the beach, threw the firewood into the hole, which they had bought at a small restaurant when they arrived.

  By the way, when buying firewood, a small episode occurred. The elementary school daughter of the restaurant owner was quite pretty, and Wu Ming thought to buy her as well, but the owner refused to sell. Before leaving, Wu Ming solemnly reminded his little sister: In the future, when selling your body to bury your father, remember to come find Uncle!

  Then a fierce and evil middle-aged handsome man chased Wu Ming for nine streets with a rolling pin, claiming to help him open up the chrysanthemum meridian...

  A thick log as big as an arm in the pit, frowned and asked curiously: "Such a thick firewood, without anything to ignite it, how can we start a fire?"

  "I heard that when a person is constipated, their urine can be used as gasoline... " Wu Ming said mysteriously, then glanced at Leng Bingbing, winked and asked: "Have you been constipated recently?"

  "Boring!"

  As a seasoned arsonist, Wu Ming took out the kerosene he had prepared long ago, and the fire quickly ignited, casting a bright glow on his icy face.

  With her rosy face, Wu Ming thought of something and hurriedly asked: "Are you wearing contact lenses now?"

  Leng Bing shook her head and said faintly, "No!"

  "That..." Wu Ming stretched out three fingers in front of her and shook them, asking: "How many are these?"

  "This is your claw......" Coldly and irritably said: "I don't have nearsightedness."

  Wu Ming nodded and smiled: "It's good that you didn't wear it. Wearing invisible glasses to roast fire is very dangerous."

  This man is quite thoughtful! He poked the bonfire with a fire iron and asked proactively, "By the way, why did the boss of that restaurant just now want to chase after us? And what's with saying he wants to knock some sense into our heads to wake us up? What's going on?"

  "See?" Wu Ming scratched the back of his head with an awkward expression and dryly said, "Maybe it's because of our age difference, we have some generation gap, and a small conflict occurred due to a slight disagreement."

  "Oh!" Cold as ice just made a single sound, then nothing followed.

  To win a woman's favor, you must find common language, so as to cater to her preferences and lead the conversation into areas that resonate with her. If she is a young girl, you can talk about celebrity idols; if she is a young mother, then boldly discuss next year's bra fashion trends; as for an older woman, you can only talk about pork prices and such things.

  But facing the icy cold, Wu Ming really couldn't find any topic to chat with her.

  After a moment of silence, Wu Ming took out a can of beer and handed it to Leng Bingbing, warmly inviting her: "Come on, have a drink."

  "My alcohol tolerance is not good... I'll get drunk after drinking two or three cans."

  Wu Ming's eyes lit up and he muttered: "That's great!"

  "What did you say?"

  "It's nothing, it's nothing. In fact, drinking a moderate amount of alcohol is good for your health. I've already bought the wine, let's have a drink...". Wu Ming stuffed a can of beer into Leng Bingbing's hand without giving her a chance to refuse, and continued: "I won't force you to drink, just finish these few cans and that's it."

  Isn't this forcing me? Everyone knows what's on Sima Zhao's mind, Wu Ming is up to something, and Leng Bingbing wouldn't be unaware of it. She rolled her eyes at the milk in Wu Ming's hand and hummed: "Why make me drink wine when you're drinking milk yourself?"

  I'm calcium deficient!

  "I'm a bad egg!" The icy voice slightly raised her small mouth and said: "I also want to drink milk."

  "Seriously!" Wu Ming gazed at the icy and towering chest, saying solemnly: "It's already big enough, no need to drink milk anymore."

  He said nothing, his face cold as ice, and directly threw the can of beer in his hand at Wu Ming...

  ……………………………………………………

  Under Wu Ming's patient induction, Leng Bing finally drank beer and the two began to chat occasionally.

  Wu Ming pointed at the night sky, shouting in surprise: "Wow! Look at that star, it's so big and bright, and it's even moving! I bet that must be the legendary Tianma shooting star."

  He gave it a cold glance and said expressionlessly: "That's an airplane!"

  Wu Ming's enthusiasm was undiminished, and with a heroic air he said: "Come on, let's have a drink!"

  "Do you want to get me drunk?"

  This is a must! As for what to do after getting drunk, Wu Ming temporarily doesn't consider committing a crime. The beautiful Wushan Mountain is only beautiful when it's natural, artificial rain really ruins the scenery.

  However, to quote Zhuge Dachang: touching with one's hand won't get a woman pregnant, and it doesn't come with legal responsibility either. Wu Ming really wanted to experience the joy of milking a cow.

  Just as Wu Ming was about to launch the next wave of attack on Leng Bingbing, two men emerged from the darkness. They had disheveled long hair, melancholic eyes, sparse beards, and tattered clothes with large and small bags hanging from their bodies, reminiscent of the beggar gang's Nuo Da Zhanglao.

  They lingered around Wu Ming for a while, finally approaching the fire pit. Wu Ming's mouth curled up slightly as he smiled and asked, "What can I do for you?"

  "It's...it's nothing, not...". The old man with the cane stuttered, and then slapped his own mouth before continuing with a tense face: "We...we're going to rob."

  "Are we going to rob?" Wu Ming smiled and shook his head, then seriously continued: "Now is a society ruled by law, robbery is a very serious crime, if caught, the minimum sentence will be..."

  With Wu Ming, an S-level bodyguard by her side, she wouldn't feel afraid at all. She flashed a playful smile and continued Wu Ming's words, "At least seven years of imprisonment with a fixed term!"

  Wu Ming smiled and asked: "Do you want to eat free national meals for more than seven years?"

  The old man asked cautiously: "Can we really eat for free for seven years?" As he spoke, he turned to the somewhat stupid-looking big fellow beside him and excitedly said: "Dazhu, did you hear that? If we rob them, we can eat state food for seven years and won't go hungry."

  "Father! We're going to rob, Dazhu wants to eat."

  Wu Ming and Leng Bingbing exchanged a glance, sweat dripping from their foreheads, as if they had achieved the opposite effect. Just as they were stunned, the old man waved his cane and shouted: "Robbery! Hand over your food quickly."

  Are you going to rob me? You're not a bad person, are you? Wu Ming rubbed his nose and joked: "I'm telling you, old man, if you want to rob me, at least get a gun! If not, then get a kitchen knife. If not that, even a brick would do! Honestly, you can't scare people with just a wooden stick."

  "Uh......this......" The old man showed a silly expression, scratching his head and unable to speak.

  Wu Ming revealed a warm and gentle smile, saying: "Sit down and warm up by the fire!" As he spoke, he handed out a bag of snacks, continuing: "Come on! Have something to eat!"

  The old man showed a hesitant expression, unsure whether to continue walking or sit down. The big and silly boy pulled on the old man's clothes and said, "Dad! I want to eat something."

  Wu Ming stood up and handed the snack bag in his hand to Daidai, saying softly: "Call Dazhu is it? Come! Eat something!"

  The silly big fellow tightly grasped the snack bag, and the old man showed a hint of pleading expression. The old man's heart softened, and he sighed: "Dazhu, don't you quickly thank him."

  "Thank you big brother! Thank you big sister!"

  He nodded silently, struggling to open the packaging bag with his clumsy hands and feet. Wu Ming smiled and helped him tear open a bag of potato chips, handing it to him. Then he turned to the old man and said, "Why don't you sit down and have something to eat too?"

  The old man showed a grateful expression, walked a few steps away and sat down, then called out to his son, "Dazhu, come sit by your father, don't disturb others."

  "Oh!" Da Zhu immediately got up and walked to Lao Han's side, sat down, then picked up a bag of snacks, and smiled foolishly: "Dad! You eat, this thing is delicious."

  The old man choked with sobs: "Da Zhu, come! Da Zhu, eat!"

  Wu Ming's heart slightly ached, and he asked: "Why do you... I mean, is there something difficult for you?"

  The old man let out a long sigh and began to speak slowly to his son, Dazhu...

  Their family suffered a disaster, and the two of them borrowed some travel expenses to come to Zhonghai to find their fellow villagers and do something. Who knew that as soon as they arrived in Zhonghai, they were stolen from, and after much hardship, they finally found the place where their fellow villagers worked, but their fellow villagers were no longer there, so they could only continue to wander the streets.

  Dazhu is a bit mentally challenged, and Lao Han's body isn't very good either. The two of them can't find anything to do, so they can only scrounge around and beg to get by. They came to the seaside at night just to pick up some bottles or whatever, because they hadn't eaten all day. Dazhu kept shouting that he was hungry, until Wu Ming and Leng Bingbing had something to eat, so...

  After listening to the old man's experience, Wu Ming didn't say anything and directly took out more than 1,000 yuan in cash from his wallet and handed it over to him, smiling: "Here's some money, take it back home!"

  The old man did not take Wu Ming's money, and sighed bitterly: "Home! Where is our home? Going back is still begging, it's better to beg here, at least we won't starve to death, the two of us."

  "Give a man a fish, not as good as teaching him how to fish..." The icy voice was followed by the production of a business card from her bag, "Our company needs janitorial staff, I can offer you a job."

  The old man was stunned, while Wu Ming revealed a hint of surprise. The female capitalist had a sudden change of heart; could it be that the heavens were going to change?

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