Shit shovel officer he always collapses [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 73 Big Brother, Your Pink Pig Runs Away 19

Fu Shiyu was sitting there in a well-groomed dress, his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were calm and calm, and even the sitting posture was elegant and noble, as if what he was going to watch next was not the process of Jiang Zuo's smearing, but a piece of Rare works of art in the world.

Originally, I thought that I would pass without coercing to lift up the skirt, just grit my teeth and bear with it, but I didn't expect that the target, a beast in clothes, turned out to be so perverted that he had to rely on himself, and had to watch the whole process on the spot.

Jiang Zuo sat on the man's lap. He stared at the bottle in his hand with a stern heart, and then squeezed out a big lump in his palm like milking butter. He closed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and started picking. Cut and pull.

After three worlds, Jiang Zuo, who was trying to do this kind of thing for the first time, moved jerky and stiffly, and managed to apply a small part of the cream ♂ in his hand, Jiang Zuo exhaled a long breath, He opened his eyes slightly, and saw the man in front of him staring at him with dark eyes.

As if taken aback, Jiang Zuo hastily turned his head away, and closed his eyes tightly again. His ears were red, and his long eyelashes fluttered up and down, like the wings of a frightened butterfly. Jiang Zuo Crazy self-hypnosis: I am a plasterer without emotion, my heart has no fluctuations, just like a pool of silent stagnant water.

The emotionless Jiang · Painter · Pink Pig · Zuo even hummed a song in his heart: I am a painter, and I have strong painting skills... After painting the roof and the walls, my fingers feel like flying...

The more the cream was applied, it melted like it was damp. Even though the air-conditioning was turned on in the car, Jiang Zuo still felt that he was terribly hot. The inside of the car was like a gradually heating up oven, slowly roasting the inside He was made into a buttery crispy pig.

Jiang Zuo's curled toes pressed tightly against the car window, his round and lovely toes retracted and retracted, his nose was a little reddish, and his hair stained with fine sweat stuck to his forehead.

Jiang Zuo, whose wrists were sore, stopped, his brows were tightly frowned, his voice was sticky, and he muttered indistinctly with half breath: "...huh...so hot..."

Fu Shiyu tugged at his collar, pursed the corners of his lips, pressed the lift button next to him with one hand, lowered the car window by a gap, and finally couldn't restrain himself from leaning forward, pressing Jiang Zuo's panting lips half open. Hold on.

Seeing that the hardworking little painter was tired, Fu Shiyu extended a helping hand. He brought his own tools and helped Jiang Zuo paint together.

Mr. Fu was very serious and rigorous. He painted the inside and outside, even the small corners inside that Jiang Zuo couldn't reach just now, with sweet and greasy cream.

When the familiar feeling paralyzed the back of his head again, Jiang Zuo, who had experienced the life of crispy duck in two worlds, finally felt what it was like to row a boat in a car this time.

The partition between the carriage and the driver's seat firmly separated the suppressed panting sound and the lingering scenery behind.

The driver sitting at the front, who didn't hear anything, remembered Mr. Fu's order just now.Although the car had slowed down, it had already arrived at the house a long time ago. The car passed the gate several times but failed to enter. Instead, it drove slowly around the perimeter of the house and continued to circle.

Several servants stood in a row at the gate of the house, and were about to welcome Mr. Fu back, but saw the familiar black car passing by slowly without stopping, bringing a gust of warm wind.

This was the first time they encountered such a situation, and the few people looked at each other in blank dismay.

Soon, the bodyguard cars following the black car also drove past the door. The servants who didn't know what happened were still anxious at first, guarding the door anxiously.When I don't know how many times I saw Mr. Fu's car passing by, the servants at the door all recovered. They lowered their heads expressionlessly, stood upright, and waited quietly for Mr. Fu to return to the house.

The car behind was unknown, so after following the black car, it also started to circle around.

"Uncle Xu, why did Mr. Fu's car go around the house so many times and didn't go in?... Could it be that he encountered some danger in the car?"

Uncle Xu coughed and said in a stern voice, "Just follow along, what are you talking about so much?"

Sitting next to Uncle Xu, the black-clothed bodyguard who had already guessed what happened asked uncertainly: "...then we...shall we continue to follow..."

"..."

Inside the car, Jiang Zuo's left face was pressed against the cold car window, and the hot air from his mouth condensed on the glass window, turning the scenery outside the window into a hazy circle of light with water vapor. The mist covering the window gradually dissipated from the edge to the inside, and before the mist was completely dissipated, he had to open his lips to pant again, and the misty mist quickly filled the car window again.

Jiang Zuo wondered in a daze, did his feet stick to the car window just now...

I don't know how long it took before Fu Shiyu put his arms around his waist from behind, let him sit on his lap facing each other, and then helped Jiang Zuo wipe off the cream that accidentally splashed on his body during the painting process with a handkerchief.

His fingers holding the silk handkerchief were slender and strong, and his movements were calm and unhurried. After wiping off the last drop, he bent down slightly, put the handkerchief on the wing of his nose and took a light sniff.

Seeing that the target made such an erotic movement with such an ascetic and gentle face, the corners of Jiang Zuo's eyes were red, he pinched Fu Shiyu's sleeve, and pulled his hand holding the handkerchief a little lower indistinctly, After calming down the dazzled breathing: "...Just now...it's agreed... let me be your lover..."

Fu Shiyu folded the handkerchief unhurriedly and put it away, rubbed Jiang Zuo's still red ears and said, "I'll go get the certificate tomorrow."

Jiang Zuo pretended not to see the target's movement to put away the handkerchief, he tapped 362: 2, is the certificate ok?This is much more advanced than a lover, right?Does the first side quest have been completed just by refusing it?

362: No, it has to be a lover, the one who is adopted. This is where the main plot begins. This is a very important part of the plot and cannot be skipped.

Jiang Zuo politely refused: "I'm not greedy, just being a lover is fine, the kind that has pocket money every month."

"After receiving the certificate, all the money will be collected by you."

Jiang Zuo did not immediately agree, and Fu Shiyu was not in a hurry, but slowly threw out a bigger bait.

It can be said that Jiang Zuo was very excited. He thought about the possible resurgence of the leg hair planting plan, and thought about the consequences of not being able to complete the side missions. Jiang Zuo, who was in a tangle, started his little brain: 2, can I Get a certificate first, divorce the target after taking the money, and then let the target take care of me?

362: ...Do you think it is possible?

The beaten Jiang Zuo could only reject Fu Shiyu's proposal with tears in his eyes.

Fu Shiyu didn't force him either: "Since you like it, then be your lover."

Finally heard this sentence from the target's mouth, Jiang Zuo immediately put on a look of bitterness and hatred, he raised his chin, looked at Fu Shiyu with contemptuous nostrils, and taunted with old-fashioned lines that are often seen in TV dramas: : "Smelly man, do you think you can do whatever you want with a few stinky money, even trample on my dignity as a man?"

The excited Jiang Zuo puffed out his small chest: "Smelly shameless! Get out of my world with your countless family property and evil big chirp!"

Fu Shiyu: "..."

[The side mission "Supplement one of the original world plot lines" has been completed]

[Please add the original world plot task [-] "Establish a love relationship with the target"]

Jiang Zuo: ...Why are there so many missions?

Regret came too fast like a tornado, Jiang Zuo blinked his eyes, looked at Fu Shiyu who had just been rejected with a smile on his face, and silently added another sentence after the previous sentence: "...just kidding, get out of here Can you come back?"

"Heh," Fu Shiyu pinched Jiang Zuo's waist, "still so energetic?"

He didn't answer Jiang Zuo's previous sentence, but chose to press him against the car window again.

Outside the house, the car that still hadn't entered the gate passed by after countless laps. The night was low, and a few remnant stars in the sky were shining faintly. The servants guarding the door yawned. What exactly happened, so that Mr. Fu is still reluctant to get out of the car.

The next day, when Jiang Zuo woke up, he received a notification that the second plot task [Confirm Relationship with the Target] was completed.

Jiang Zuo couldn't figure it out: Has the second plot mission been completed? ? ?

Jiang Zuo was paralyzed on the bed with a sore back, trying to recall last night, the target took himself back and took a shower in the bathroom, but in the middle of the bath, it seemed that he tried a bottle of lubricating fluid with the best waterproof performance.

Jiang Zuo vaguely recalled the tragedy of being crushed to tears in the bathtub, while wrapping his arms around Fu Shiyu's neck, twisting his body and insisting that the man fall in love with him again.

Jiang Zuo buried his face in the pillow, tears of remorse soaked the pillow cover: ... just die.

I don't remember the last step of washing, but fortunately, the target also agreed to himself, Jiang Zuo raised his head slightly from the soft pillow, revealing one eye and rubbed it secretly to look aside, only to see that the side of the bed was empty and cool, Fu Shiyu didn't know when he got up, but he was gone.

362 immediately released the third plot task: According to the original plot, after the relationship is established, the target’s birthday will be a week later, please ask the host to go out to move bricks, use the money he earned to buy a birthday gift for the target, and cannot Tell the target the real purpose of going out to move bricks.

Jiang Zuo suspected that he hadn't woken up and misheard:? ? ? ? ?Moving bricks? ? ?Are you serious? ? ? ?