Nightmare Attack

Chapter 22 Cheongsam
After the fat man finished the work in the kitchen, he picked up tools and rattled to finish the rest of the repair work in the studio that had been cleaned up for the most part.

He took the screwdriver he got out of nowhere and tightened the loose screws on the vertical hanger one by one, and then tapped the interface with a hammer to make it tighter.

Finally wrapped another round of black insulating tape.

Just when the fat man was shaking the hanger and still not shaking, he suddenly found that there was a blue clothes hanging in the middle of the hanger.

If you don't look closely, you won't find it at all.

Pulling aside the clothes nearby, he was surprised to find that it was actually a blue cheongsam.

Stand collar, short sleeves, silk material, excellent workmanship.

There are also a few peony-style embroidery on it, which is obviously expensive, and you can smell an elegant fragrance when you get close.

This is undoubtedly a woman's dress.

Fatty regained his energy instantly.

At this moment, there was the sound of footsteps on the stairs, and after a few seconds, Jiang Cheng came down with a large bucket of clothes.

I just happened to bump into a fat man with a weird face.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Cheng held the bucket, and the clothes in the bucket almost overflowed, so he could only tilt his head to look at Fatty.

"Doctor," the fat man exclaimed, "I found a cheongsam on your hanger!"

"Huh?" Jiang Cheng frowned.

"Blue, the thighs are so wide apart!" He gestured with both hands, as if he had discovered a new continent.

There is no malice, everything in Jiangcheng is fresh and mysterious to Fatty.

Jiang Cheng's face became serious, which made Fatty more and more satisfied. He was used to being choked by Jiang Cheng, and finally let him pull back a game.

He suddenly began to look forward to Jiang Cheng's explanation for this.

"Is there only one?" Jiang Cheng put down the big bucket of clothes and picked it up, "No, there should be a pink one and a white fringed shawl." Jiang Cheng raised his head, stared at the fat man and asked: " Look for it again."

Fatty: "???"

Then Jiang Cheng turned the vat containing the clothes upside down, the fat man was stunned for a moment, and then his pupils suddenly enlarged.

If Pi Ruan shattered his three views, the current scene crushed the three views that Fatty reluctantly put together into powder.

After the bucket was turned upside down, the clothes inside rolled out. The fat man glanced at it briefly. Most of the clothes were women's, and there were all kinds of clothes. An ordinary cheongsam like this was nothing at all.

It was only then that Fatty suddenly realized what kind of person he was facing.

He underestimated Jiang Cheng after all. He didn't expect that he could not only match the pure love between people like Pi Ruan and the rich woman, but also love to feed the tiger with his body.

"Why didn't you speak?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Fatty took a deep breath, silently returned the clothes on the hanger to their original position, and blocked the cheongsam, then he looked at Jiang Cheng, "Doctor, I think either I opened it in the wrong way, or the world is crazy. ."

Jiang Cheng said earnestly, "I think you may have misunderstood. These clothes don't belong to those people you imagined. I'm not Pi Ruan. I have my principles."

The fat man covered his face and thought to himself, doctor, please shut up.

But these words could not be said after all. Fatty calmed down and asked, "Whose clothes are these?"

He paused, as if he realized something, and his face changed a lot in an instant, "It's your girlfriend's doctor, right?" After saying this, Fatty suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

In fact, this is the most normal and reasonable answer, what is on my mind every day.

In all fairness, Jiang Cheng looks very good, as long as he doesn't open his mouth, he looks like a normal person.

And a respectable and decent job.

"No," Jiang Cheng shook his head, "it belongs to my landlord. She is also my boss. She keeps these clothes here."

The fat man shuddered, his eyes on Jiang Cheng changed drastically, and he suddenly felt that the whole world was not good.

The fat man walked to the door alone, then opened the door, silently took out a cigarette and lit it, holding it in his mouth, his eyes were empty and confused.

When Jiang Cheng turned around, he saw the fat man's melancholy and confused side face, which was full of stories.

"Fatty," Jiang Cheng said quite naturally, "I smell the aroma of spare ribs, you can see if it's okay."

Hearing that, the fat man threw away the cigarette butt, turned and walked into the kitchen. He stood for a few seconds when he passed by Jiang Cheng, his mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something but didn't say it.

After a while, the aroma of meat was full, and the fat man came over with a cloth and a steaming soup pot. Jiang Cheng put a cloth on the table in advance.

The soup pot was placed right on the cloth, and then the fat man brought out a plate of hot and sour potato wedges and two large bowls of rice.

(End of this chapter)