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Chapter 189 Don't Seduce Me Seriously. (twenty two)

Qiao Zhen patiently listened to Du's mother's instructions, and finally when her ears were getting calluses, Du Feng went out to send Du's mother to her old sister's house to play mahjong.

Du Feng made an "OK" gesture with the back of his hand behind him, and Qiao Zhen couldn't help but smile.

She went back to her room to pack up the salute, and was sent to T City by Du Feng the next day.The original owner was a road idiot. She got lost when she went to the set by herself in her junior year, and her phone was out of battery. It was Du Feng who used her connections to find her approximate address, but it was only the next day that she was found.

Because the original owner was taking shelter under the bridge at night, and the place was remote and there were no cameras, Du Feng sent dozens of people but failed to find the original owner huddled under the bridge.

From then on, Du Feng never dared to let Qiao Zhen go far away by herself. Even if she went out alone, she had to make sure that her phone had enough power and turned on the GPS positioning so that he could know her whereabouts at any time. whereabouts.

After arriving in T City, Du Feng specially handed over Qiao Zhen to Fan Zhao, and asked Fan Zhao to pay more attention to Qiao Zhen's diet, and then scratched Qiao Zhen's head until he left.

"God, don't listen to him, I'm a very self-conscious person." Qiao Zhen patted his chest to assure him.

Fan Zhao just listened and didn't take it to heart. He strictly checked three meals a day.

But on the third day, Qiao Zhen finally couldn't control the gluttonous power in her body. She started to buy potato chips, cola, chips, chocolate and all kinds of spicy chicken snacks.

God damn self-awareness!

Fan Zhao was also very strict with Qiao Zhen.

At this time, Qiao Zhen would beg him bitterly, and stage dramas in the palace or dramas about rich and powerful sadomasochism, which would leave Fan Zhao almost overwhelmed.

At 09:30 that night, everyone went back to the room to rest, only Qiao Zhen sneaked into the elevator. She hadn't eaten potato chips for half a month, it was really painful.

She went to the supermarket to buy a large pack of snacks smoothly, but when she came back, she saw Fan Zhao guarding the door of her room.

She felt that she was miserable, and he was so lenient when she didn't seduce him.

Fan Zhao leaned against the wall, "Are you back?"

Qiao Zhen subconsciously carried all the snacks into her arms, "Well, how long have you been waiting, male god?"

"A few minutes." Fan Zhao winked at Qiao Zhen, "Open the door."

Qiao Zhen obediently opened the door and welcomed Fan Zhao in. She specially put a large bag of snacks on the bedside, "God, are you looking for me so late to talk about the script?"

"No." Fan Zhao felt a little irritated. "Du Feng asked me to watch you and not allow you to eat snacks. Should you take them out yourself or should I grab them?"

Qiao Zhen became Spartan in an instant, "Don't listen to him, I haven't eaten a pack of potato chips for a month. Your Majesty! You can't listen to the one-sided words of that little bitch Du Feng! That's the heart of the concubine, the concubine The liver, three quarters of my life! I can't live without it!"

Fan Zhao ignored her, and went directly to Qiao Zhen's bedside to pick up a large bag of snacks, maybe it was Qiao Zhen's eager eyes that softened his heart, so he left a pack of barbecue-flavored potato chips, "Here. Also, I understand your desire to eat potato chips, no one understands better than me."

Qiao Zhen tore open the package directly, squeezed the potato chips and stuffed them into Fan Zhao's mouth, "Since you want to eat it too, I can give you a little bit, I'm very generous!"

Fan Zhao chewed with a strange expression, and then rushed to the toilet to vomit.

Qiao Zhen just felt baffled, he wanted to eat, and vomited after eating, could it be an allergy?She immediately put down the potato chips and ran into the bathroom, quickly put some cold water on and handed it to Fan Zhao, "Don't you have an allergy?"

Fan Zhao shook his head, took the water cup in Qiao Zhen's hand and rinsed his mouth, "No."

Only then did Qiao Zhen feel relieved, "If it wasn't you, why did you vomit like this?"

Fan Zhao was silent for a while.

Qiao Zhen saw that he didn't want to talk, so he helped him up, "Let's go out and sit for a while."

Fan Zhao let Qiao Zhen play with her, and his eyes were on Qiao Zhen's hands from the beginning to the end.He confessed, "My mouth and lips have no perception, so I can't taste temperature or taste."

"Then you just now?"

"I don't know what's going on, the temperature was there when you touched me last time, and the potato chips you just stuffed me also smelled, but the smell was too irritating to me, so I didn't hold back just now, sorry .”

Qiao Zhen: [Little Zero!Why don't you get out of this fairy soon? ! 】

Xiao Ling: [The slave is here, please give me your instructions. 】

Qiao Zhen: [What’s wrong with Fan Zhao’s mouth?Didn’t I ask you not to open plug-ins related to task objects for me?Did you turn a deaf ear to what I said or something? 】

A bunch of confusing data from Xiao Ling: [There is no plug-in, I really don’t know this. 】

Qiao Zhen frowned involuntarily, [Okay, you can kneel down now. 】

Xiao Ling: [Hide. 】

Another red exclamation mark.

Fan Zhao was a little uneasy. He was very cautious about this matter in front of others. Almost no one could detect that there was something wrong with his tongue, but Qiao Zhen saw through it.

Qiao Zhen sensed Fan Zhao's uneasiness at a glance, and she couldn't tell what she was feeling. "Then what, maybe your sense of taste is recovering. I just stuffed the potato chips in it just as a coincidence. You can wait another ten days and a month and try your sense of taste again. Maybe it will be fine?"

Fan Zhao was a little indescribably disappointed.

"Yeah." He responded coldly and left with a large bag of snacks.

Qiao Zhen looked at the only pack of snacks in his hand, "Oh, it's all due to Du Feng's big mouth."

She fought with Du Feng on wechat for another 10 minutes, and Jiang Lang ran out of resources to find clothes to take a bath.

At about 10:30, she was playing King Pesticide on the bed with wet hair. She has gone from gold to platinum, and I believe diamonds are not far away.

"Tuk-tuk." There was a knock on the door.

Qiao Zhen got up and saw Fan Zhao outside through the cat's eyes, and he was holding potato chips in his hand. She hesitated for a few seconds before opening the door, "God, why are you here again?"

Fan Zhao didn't answer her, but squeezed sideways between Qiao Zhen and the threshold, "Come here."

He put all the snacks on the coffee table. "What do you like to eat? This is tomato-flavored shrimp crackers, beef jerky, original potato chips, and white rabbit toffee. I'll give you whichever you like. But..."

Qiao Zhen raised his eyebrows, "But what?"

"But you have to feed me." Fan Zhaoli said confidently.

She closed the door and sat on the sofa next to the coffee table, "Do you want to try if my hands have special functions?"

Fan Zhao nodded and looked at Qiao Zhen with cold eyes, but there was imperceptible expectation in his eyes.

Qiao Zhen was silent for a moment, and she refused, "No, my hands don't have any special functions, this is really too whimsical, male god, have you lost your mind when filming?"

Qiao Zhen opened his mind, "My hand can restore your sense of taste, and then you are greedy for the taste of ups and downs, so you look at me differently, and finally like me again, I think—wow, how lucky. Then you When you recover your sense of taste, you find that I am not very special, and you propose to break up or end the relationship. Then you find out that you actually like not only the taste but also me, so you go back to being disheartened because of a broken relationship, and you go away. For me, at the end, shall we have a happy ending?"

Fan Zhao frowned, "No, I won't have any illusions about who I like because of my sense of taste."

Qiao Zhen approached Fan Zhao, "You don't know how?"

Fan Zhao affirmed, "Yes, I won't."

　Fifth watch, today is ten thousand, yeah!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)