sinovels Chapter 93 2 Young Master, Your Pi Zuo Shipped
Chapter 93 2 Young Master, Your Pi Zuo Shipped
The messy thoughts in Jiang Zuo's mind were jumbled together, but it seemed to be empty, and his first reaction was that he had been deceived!
He didn't return to reality at all, but was still trapped in the weird world of missions!
Thinking of this, Jiang Zuo felt anxious and angry, his exposed back trembled uncontrollably, Jiang Zuo's eyes were red from being irritated, and it took him a while to find his voice: Dog System!Come out and explain to me! !
Jiang Zuo, who was on fire in his heart, breathed hard, and after waiting for a long time, he didn't hear any response. His heart suddenly became cold, and his breathing gradually calmed down. After a while, he called again in a small voice with doubts: " 2 huh?"
He held his breath and waited patiently with his ears sideways.
The sound of children from the neighborhood playing, the clanging of pots and pans, and the sound of news broadcasts at a very high volume could be heard in the gap of the open window.
There is no 362 sound.
Jiang Zuo, who was sitting alone on the bed, blinked his eyes, and then realized as if waking up from a dream, that 362 was no longer there.
Has he truly returned to reality?He bit his lower lip hard.
...Since he has left the mission world, where did these traces come from?
Jiang Zuo stared at the eye-catching and wet strawberries, as if someone had planted them and it was not enough, he even watered them with viscous milk, Jiang Zuo really panicked now.
And I didn't notice it because I was dizzy before, but now that I calm down a little, I can smell the warm food from the next door, and the cold medicine fragrance that faintly covers the bitter smell in the room.
Jiang Zuo's heart skipped a beat, as if thinking of something, he suddenly held his head on the window sill and looked downstairs.
The suspicious black sedan that had been parked downstairs was no longer there.
...But people who drive this kind of car don't need to do this kind of thing to him...
He retracted his neck, stretched out his fingers hesitantly and touched the back.
... The leather duck is very good and safe, and everything is as beautiful as it was at the beginning.
Jiang Zuo heaved a sigh of relief, he withdrew his hand, looked at the eye-catching solitary strawberry again, and felt that even if someone broke in, it wouldn't be so boring that it would just leave a small mark and do nothing else, it's nothing " A visit".
Jiang Holmes Zuo is finally online again after many worlds.
Could it be... the red spot was actually bitten by a mosquito... the vest... he took it off after sleeping in the heat...
These slimy things...maybe...maybe...probably...is that he has been ducked so many times in the mission world, so he has a little reaction in the real world...?
As for the alarm clock... emmmmmm the alarm clock may be broken...
After forcing a wave of explanations and then looking back and thinking about it, it turned out to be very reasonable.
After reviewing the thoughts in his mind again, Jiang Zuo was convinced by the impeccable idea in his mind, and he nodded seriously, thinking that he is really a genius for solving crimes.
I was scared by the crispy duck in the mission world, and now I saw such an impactful picture when I came back, no wonder I was nervous and overthinking, Jiang Zuo thumped his sore waist and legs, and slowly got up , took a hot shower in the bathroom.
After taking a quick shower, Jiang Zuo put a sky blue dry hair towel on his hair, and wiped the wet hair half dry. He glanced at the time, and it was already [-]:[-].
Jiang Zuo's heart skipped a beat: ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah I'm going to be late for my full attendance wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!Damn 362, I will blame you for killing you next time I meet you! !
All the grievances were attributed to 362 who dragged himself into the strange world, and Jiang Zuo, who had no time to eat dinner, took out a box of gimbap from the refrigerator and threw a few in his mouth. The bulging pouches on his cheeks could no longer be stuffed, and then he took the time to put on a shirt and trousers on his body, and went out cursingly with a fresh bath fragrance.
After closing the door from the outside, Jiang Zuo hurriedly stuffed his cell phone and keys into his trouser pocket, then paused with his fingers, chewing the gimbap stuffed in his mouth, squatted down and took advantage of the faint light in the corridor, He stretched his neck and studied at the lock for a long time.
——There is no trace of being pried open.
Although he had convinced himself before, Jiang Zuo still felt a little uneasy.
...Just to be on the safe side, Jiang Zuo decided to spend some money and find someone to change the lock tomorrow morning.
Standing up, he crunched and swallowed the rice and pickled cucumber in his mouth, then rushed down the stairs in three steps and two steps towards Rhino Street.
He is now working part-time in a small bar at the corner of a remote alley on Rhino Street. This bar is small in size and hidden in location. Apart from the proprietress who is in charge of the cashier and the boss who is also a bartender, there are only two employees.The business of the bar is not very good, but the advantage is that there are not many customers who can find a place in this bar, so most of them are regular customers. It is very easy to work, the salary is good, and the most important thing is that it also provides accommodation.
As the twilight gradually darkened, the night lights on the street came on, and a crescent moon floated in the sky. The hawkers pushing small carts selling fried noodles, fried rice cakes, Kanto boiled cold noodles were all active.
It was quite lively outside, but there was no one in the bar. Guests in twos and threes were scattered around the small round table, drinking their wine in a sullen manner without saying a word.And the proprietress with her legs crossed was flirting and cursing with the boss behind the bar who was mixing drinks, and she seemed to have no intention of doing business.
Jiang Zuo Shang, who came in with a gust of refreshing evening breeze, greeted the two out of breath, then rushed into the staff lounge, panting, and began to change his work clothes.
It is said to be the work clothes in the bar, but it is actually just a khaki apron, which can cover the front of the body as long as it is pulled around the neck. The book is convenient for recording what wine is ordered by the guests at which table.
"...Why are you panting so much?"
Hearing the sound of the lounge door opening, Jiang Zuo tied the belts on both sides of the apron to the back of his waist with both hands, turned around and saw Song Jingyu walking in with a gentle face, and closed the door behind his hands.
The young man who came in leaned against the door. He was tall and handsome, and he was extremely fair. His face was as radiant as pearls and jade, and his eyebrows were soft.His snow-white collar and cuffs were spotless, and he looked clean, gentle and polite. Even the work clothes with simple lines in the bar seemed indescribably comfortable on him.
At this moment, he pursed his lips slightly, and leaned against the door without speaking, but his eyes looking at Jiang Zuo from a distance were clear and gentle.
The two were in the same class when they were in elementary school. It can be said that they grew up together when they were young. However, after graduating from elementary school, the Song family moved away, and the two of them lost contact. I didn't expect to meet each other in college after so many years. Still working part-time at the same bar.
Jiang Zuo knew that the Song family's financial resources and influence here were not small, and Song Jingyu was the only child in the family. Logically, the family should be very precious. How could he be allowed to work in such a small place?
...It must be the bottom of the family!
Jiang Zuo was once again amazed by his flawless reasoning process. After a few worlds, he hasn't improved at all...Jiang Zuo fastened his apron, lowered his hands and replied: "It's okay, I overslept in my afternoon nap today..."
"Don't be in such a hurry next time," Song Jingyu stepped forward, raised his hand to help Jiang Zuo adjust the crooked apron, and said in a soft voice, "It won't be good if you run and hurt yourself...just Sister Hong won't say anything if I'm a little late, anyway, there are few customers lately..."
"Being late, if there is a first time, there will be a second time," Jiang Zuo raised his chin slightly to make it easier for Song Jingyu to adjust his apron, while smacking his lips and muttering, "Besides, I'm still waiting to get full attendance." Let's go eat the new scallop stuffed siu mai next door..."
"Okay, let's go." Song Jingyu smiled and retracted his hand.
There were not many customers in the bar. After three o'clock in the morning, there were almost no people. Jiang Zuo wiped down the empty tables, and stood by the bar, watching the boss bartending.
Sitting in front of the bar, Miss Hong, the proprietress, is in her early thirties. She is wearing the latest pear flower perm. She is wearing a short skirt with sequins. Her round long legs are wrapped in fishnet stockings, and her legs are exposed through the seams of the stockings. Like the warm and greasy thigh skin that has been cut into pieces, she has a cigarette dangling from the corner of her mouth, her right elbow is propped on the table, and her long purple-red nails are tapping on the bar counter.
Seemingly drunk, she squinted her eyes and exhaled smoke rings, stared at Jiang Zuo for a while, then suddenly smiled and waved to Jiang Zuo and said, "Xiao Zuo, come and sit down."
Seeing that Sister Hong didn't look like a nice person smiling, Jiang Zuo walked over and stood aside, but didn't sit down.
Sister Hong didn't care, she just leaned over and said mysteriously, "Sister Hong, I'll give you something as a gift."
Jiang Zuo was a little confused.
He has been working part-time here for so many months, what kind of gift is he receiving now? ? ?
The meaning of Sister Hong's smile was unclear, and her fingers with purple-red nails pointed to several large boxes piled up in the corner from a distance: "Sister Hong's little thought."
She leaned over and said in a low voice, reaching out to put her hand on Jiang Zuo's shoulder.
Before Sister Hong's hand touched Jiang Zuo, a hand stretched out from the side and grabbed Sister Hong's wrist, restraining her movement.
"Who is it?" Sister Hong frowned dissatisfiedly. When she saw who was coming, she instantly relaxed her brows and pretended to call out, "Oh, it's Xiao Song..."
Jiang Zuo tilted his head and looked up, and saw Song Jingyu standing in front of him.He turned his head above Jiang Zuo, and from Jiang Zuo's angle, he could only see his straight back and the outlines of his white ears slightly covered by his black hair.
"You're so stingy..." Seeing that Song Jingyu didn't want to stop, Sister Hong rolled her eyes and struggled to withdraw her hand. After a while, waves of laughter appeared on her face again, and there was a small piece of skin at the corner of her eye. Twitching non-stop, smiling at Jiang Zuo with eccentricity and cunning, "Little Zuo, boys must take good care of themselves outside..."
Jiang Zuo didn't know what to say and decided to keep silent for now: ... 20 seconds have passed, should I post a picture to ease the embarrassing atmosphere...
On the contrary, Song Jingyu asked with a little displeasure, "What did Sister Hong send you?"
"It's nothing...the delivery man delivered it wrongly, and he refused to take it away, and I don't know where to return it...there are five big boxes of yogurt left here." She stretched out one hand and slapped open, making numbers Wu gestured, "What kind of yogurt is sold in a serious bar like mine... It's piled up here and takes up space..."
Before Jiang Zuo's heart could move, Sister Hong smiled and winked and added: "And... yogurt, good stuff... I thought about it, and I think it's the most suitable gift for you..."
Jiang Zuo, who has gone through several worlds and is already a big boy who knows what a crispy duck is: ... For the sake of the yogurt you gave me, I will treat you as dead and don't care about you.
"Sister Hong...!" Song Jingyu's voice dropped significantly.
"Honey, stop messing with them." The boss behind the bar interrupted her with a smile. He has a lot of flesh on his face and chin. Rich and kind.
Sister Hong rolled her eyes when she heard the words, and pouted her red lips with some reluctance: "Hmph, I want you to take care of it."
Despite what she said, Sister Hong restrained herself and stopped making fun of them. She stretched her waist: "Okay, okay, you all go home and go to sleep...don't bother us here... Make out with each other...Old Xu, mix me another glass of wine."
The closing time of the small bar is also very arbitrary. At three o'clock in the morning, there is no one in the shop, and the proprietress Hong Jie unceremoniously unilaterally announced the closure of the shop.
Hearing the word sleep, Jiang Zuo suddenly thought of something, he bypassed Song Jingyu, went to Sister Hong and asked in a low voice if he could change the door lock.
After all, he is currently living in the dormitory provided by the proprietress, so it is better to ask the owner for his opinion to change the door lock.
"Change the lock? What, lost something?"
Jiang Zuo couldn't say, but he felt that changing the lock would make him feel more at ease. After thinking about it, he had to bite the bullet and say, "Recently, there have been a lot of burglary cases in the community. I think changing the lock will make me feel more at ease..."
In fact, he didn't have any savings, even if he broke into his house, he wouldn't be able to find much money, but Sister Hong didn't doubt that he was there, and waved her hand, "Change it, just remember to give me a backup copy of the key."
Before leaving, Jiang Zuo wiped the bar counter clean and bright, and after packing up, he changed out of his apron and left, but he didn't know what to do with the large boxes of yogurt piled up next to the door.
Thinking of what Sister Hong meant just now, Jiang Zuo's face turned pale, and then mustered up the courage to tell himself: I have grown up, and I will no longer be a crispy duck!
Sister Hong lay on the bar, smiled softly and said to Jiang Zuo's back: "You can carry a box back first, I see you have thin arms and legs, how can you move this big box?"
Jiang Zuo, who felt that he was underestimated, was not to be outdone: Women, don't underestimate men who have trained in the gym!
Jiang Zuo cheered himself up, then took a deep breath, and lifted up three boxes of yogurt in one go.
Before his body straightened up, Jiang Zuo put the yogurt box back on the ground heavily. He wiped the sweat from his forehead: ... Forget it, let's move a box first ... No matter how much it is, the most important thing is to persevere ... ...
After saying goodbye to Sister Hong and the boss, Jiang Zuo struggled out of the shop with a box of yogurt in his arms. As soon as he looked up, he saw Song Jingyu leaning against the car as if waiting for someone.
Seeing Jiang Zuo coming out, his dark eyes lit up slightly, he took a small step forward, and said with a smile: "The box is not easy to carry, why don't I give you a ride?"
After speaking, he ordered an old servant in his forties standing beside him: "Uncle Fu, you can find some people to come tomorrow and help move the few boxes of yogurt left in the store."
"No problem," Uncle Fu nodded kindly, bent down and opened the car door for the two of them.
Jiang Zuo stopped being polite to him, he got into the car, and secretly glanced at Song Jingyu out of the corner of his eye.
There is also a driver to pick it up, this doesn't look like a family in trouble at all...
…Is it because if you don’t work hard and work in a bar, you can only go back and inherit billions of dollars after starting from the grassroots and making a fortune? ?
Jiang Zuo: ...giao resignation.
When he arrived at his place of residence, Song Jingyu personally helped Jiang Zuo move the box home, but he had no intention of leaving. He cleared his throat and broke the silence: "How about..." His expression was focused, his eyes seemed to be shining brightly Some touching lights, "...I'll sleep here for a while, and wait until you change the lock tomorrow morning before leaving?"
"...It's too late today and it's inconvenient to go back." He added dryly.
Jiang Zuo blinked.
Song Jingyu looks better than him, if some pervert really broke in, wouldn't it divert the pervert's attention to him?
Thinking of this, Jiang Zuo was completely relieved. He was very touched and held Song Jingyu's hand: "...good brother, if I enter the pyramid scheme, I will be the first to pull you!"
The corners of Song Jingyu's tightly pursed mouth finally relaxed a little, and the lines of his face softened. He smiled, and wrapped Jiang Zuo's hand behind his back: "Then I'll go downstairs and tell Uncle Fu to go back first."
When he came back, Jiang Zuo had already found the pajamas to change into, and told Song Jingyu to sit down for a while, then happily went straight to the bathroom to take a shower.
Orange lights poured down from the low ceiling. Song Jingyu stood blankly in this small room, listening to the sound of splashing water coming from the bathroom, he seemed a little at a loss. After a while he came back to his senses, walked stiffly to the chair by the table, sat down with his back straightened, and changed several positions in a row, as if he didn't know how to place his hands and feet.
Soon, Jiang Zuo came out with hot steam, and his face was still flushed from the steam.
Jiang Zuo took out the extra quilt, shook it and spread it on the floor, then turned his head suddenly, and asked Song Jingyu with some coyness, "... By the way, that... emmmmmmmmm... Do you like playing with water...?"
The fragrance emanating from Jiang Zuo's hair and skin filled this small space, causing Song Jingyu to shake his head. Hearing what Jiang Zuo seemed to be implying at this time, Song Jingyu didn't know what he thought of, and a smile gradually appeared on his face. Red meaning.
"Cough, guess... I like it."
Jiang Shou Shameless Zuo quickly answered the question this time: "As expected of my good brother! Then I will leave the laundry to you!"
Unexpectedly, it was Song Jingyu who was going in this direction: "..."
Before he could say anything, the phone in his pocket rang. Song Jingyu took out the phone to see the caller ID, apologized to Jiang Zuo, and connected the call.
"Dad..." Song Jingyu had just opened his mouth, but was interrupted by that stern voice——
"You come home right away."
Song Jingyu didn't know what happened. He lowered his voice and asked in a soft tone, "Dad, why are you still up so late? I'm staying with my friend for a while, and I'll be back when the sun shines..."
"Cough cough cough... Tell him to come back quickly!" There was an intermittent coughing sound from the far end of the phone, and the old man's old voice sounded like a whirring sound from a broken bellows, followed by a burst of panic.
Song Jingyu heard that it was Grandpa who was speaking just now, and frowned anxiously: "What's wrong with Grandpa?"
After a while, a woman's gentle voice was heard on the other end of the microphone: "Yu'er, you should go home quickly. Grandpa is not feeling well and wants to see you."
Song Jingyu was also a little anxious, he stood up: "What's wrong with Grandpa?"
"Grandpa will be fine when he sees you. Good boy, you go downstairs. Uncle Fu has already returned to pick you up."
Song Jingyu hung up the phone, Jiang Zuo had already guessed what happened to his family, and said before him: "If you have something to do at home, go back quickly."
Walking to the door, Song Jingyu turned around and said apologetically to Jiang Zuo: "I'll send a few people downstairs to guard, you should go to bed early."
After sending Song Jingyu away, Jiang Zuo put away the quilt spread on the floor, thinking that Song Jingyu would send someone to guard downstairs, Jiang Zuo was very relieved, shook the soft quilt on the bed, got in and wrapped himself up softly , Then he fell asleep with his head covered.
The strong wind blew past the house, and the swaying tree shadows looked particularly ferocious in the dark night. A black limousine was parked not far from the corner downstairs of the community, like a giant beast lurking in the dark.
Half-dream and half-awake, Jiang Zuo felt as if his body was being pressed down by something, his eyelids trembled, but he couldn't open them.
The limbs were as heavy as lead and could not be lifted. Jiang Zuo felt anxious and opened his mouth to scream, but his lips were slightly opened, and they were blocked by something soft and soft.
The bitter medicinal fragrance lingered on the tip of the tongue, and Jiang Zuo let out a thin and soft "Woo..." from the tip of his nose.
After a long time, the wet and soft thing let go of him and moved to his ear.
A man's sigh sounded close to his ear, the voice was wet and cold, with the darkness that had not seen the sun for a long time, echoing in his ears like a nightmare, Jiang Zuo's scalp was numb, and his teeth could not help shaking.
"Little liar..."
The wet, sticky and slippery thing moved to the side of the neck, suddenly there was a pain in the collarbone, and Jiang Zuo's nose was sore.
"...if you touch flowers and grass everywhere again... I won't be so merciful next time..."
The thing let out a sneer, and Jiang Zuo felt cold all over, and shivered involuntarily.
In a daze, I don't know how long I tossed and tossed, the weight left again.
His body seemed to fall into the endless darkness, and Jiang Zuo fell into a deep sleep again.
Jiang Zuo slept until noon, and the dazzling sunlight came in through the cracks in the curtains. He rubbed his misty eyes and turned his head to look at the time. It was already 11:30.
Why didn't the alarm clock go off?
He propped himself up and sat up, only to feel sore and soft all over his body, the thin quilt covering his body slipped down, revealing the lush strawberries scattered all over his chest here and there, and there was still a circle under the collarbone Bloody tooth marks.
Unable to figure it out, Jiang Zuo burst into tears: ... This is really fucking weird.