Bamboo horse is not a human being in his daily life

Chapter 122 [Night of Zombies] Can't help with this?
As soon as he finished speaking, the girl on the other side of the screen laughed like a cat stealing a fish.

"Ruan Ruan, I just heard you say you miss me."

The little girl's eyes were crooked, and she smiled like honey.

She closed her fingers together one by one, "You said it, but actually you just want to say that you are unhappy. You said shut up. Doesn't the subtext mean that you don't just want me alone?"

Jiang Yousi was silent for a moment, looking at the little girl with dark eyes.

Under such gaze, Wen Quyu felt a little nervous for no reason.

"What's the matter?" He picked up the phone, leaned back on the chair back, and looked at the little girl in the camera at a close distance. Once his voice became low, he seemed extra lazy. He asked, "Tell me, what happened?" gone?"

Wen Que rolled his eyes and shook his head, "Nothing special."

She thought about it, and said honestly, "I saw that I was about to turn into a zombie in the book, and Jiang Youbo in the book was very sad, very sad, and I saw him crying."

She pursed her lips, and finally sneaked out the small thoughts in her heart and asked him a little bit.

"If I also become a zombie, Ruan Ruan, will you cry?"

The word "cry" is the most useless word for Jiang Youpan. Jiang Youpan, who is still a little radish, always talks about the most reasonable saying that a man bleeds, sweats and doesn't cry. It sounds a bit secondary, but Jiang You Si has always implemented the words "no tears" very well, so when he first heard this question, he frowned.

It's very illusory, and once you add a question like "if you know how to do it", it's useless. No one knows what will happen when things haven't happened.

But the little girl wanted to hear it, so she looked at him quietly with her clear black eyes.

As obedient as a docile little white rabbit, as if she jumped into his arms as soon as he stretched out his hand.

"will not."

Someone from Jiang answered firmly.

Wen Queyu felt that it was enough for the call to stop here, and there was no need for communication.

When the straight man speaks, every word is fatal.

The little girl drooped her eyes weakly, and was about to hang up the phone with a soft snort.

Jiang Yousi laughed again, "Wen Queyu, are you too stupid or think I'm too weak? With me around, will it make you a zombie?"

He stretched out his finger and pointed at the face of the little girl on the screen, "Is there anything I've been thinking about all day long?"

Ever since there was Jiang Yousi's contact information in WeChat, when Wen Queyu was bored, she would either play an emoticon or send a long voice, and force Jiang Yousi to reply to her stubbornly. The good name is to grasp her lifeline in real time What if she was accidentally eaten by a zombie?
Jiang Yousi was quite disdainful of her statement, but he didn't know which nerve was twitched, and he didn't refuse it.

It's just that he was reluctant when he agreed.

And ever since Jiang Yousi taught Song Zun and Chen Qian a lesson that day, the two began to tremble subconsciously when they saw Jiang Yousi.

It is not unreasonable to say that it is better to offend a gentleman than to offend a villain.

Jiang Yousi obviously felt that when he entered and exited the research institute, the way those nerds looked at him had changed. They were in awe before, but now they are in fear.

As soon as he walked past those people, no matter how happy everyone was chatting before, they instantly became silent.

The character Jiang Xiaohao was here before was a boss, so to say that he was isolated too seriously, at best, he was not that popular.

Luo Yu was very guilty of this, and his way of expressing guilt was also very simple. He would serve tea and water when he had nothing to do, as if he wanted to confess Jiang Yousi.

"Boss, boss, the latest schedule of drug development is out, take a look."

As he said, he put the cup of coffee in his hand on Jiang Youpan's table, "Boss, no, no sugar added!"

Jiang Yousi responded casually, flipping through the documents he handed over.

"Boss, according to the information provided by the hospital, the patient's disease is more serious now, but." Luo Yu scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "but the development of the drug is still in the experimental stage, maybe."

Luo Yu speaks in an intermittent style. A sentence can be finished in a dozen seconds, but he can stretch it to 1 minute for you.

During Luo Yu's report, someone knocked lightly on the door of Jiang Yousi's office.

When Song Zun and Chen Qian came in, both of them lowered their heads, not daring to look at Jiang Yousi who was sitting there, and they even showed a little timid attitude towards Luo Yu. They were timid, and Luo Yu was even more timid. Seeing who is more flexible, the head is almost lowered to the waist.

Looking at these three big men who were more timid than the other, Jiang Yousi suddenly had a headache.

He began to wonder what he did wrong, why did he come to deal with these people?
Wen Queyu's side is actually not so easy, she is resisting the urge to run away, and the milk jar that Nurse Lin is holding is eye-to-eye. He raised his hand very happily, waved his little paw, and shouted "Chaga" in a childish voice.

Wen Queyu didn't dare to move. He was a little suspicious in his heart. Why did he hide the milk jar in the secret corridor before and now bring him out?
On the face, he smirked and praised, "Sister Lin, your baby is so cute!"

Nurse Lin couldn't help being happy when she heard someone complimenting the milk jar, her face was full of smiles, "It's cute now, but I don't know what it will be when I grow up." She stretched out her hand and pinched the bottom of the milk jar. face, squeezed until the milk jar giggled.

Wen Queyu was a little dazed, and his eyes darkened.

Nurse Lin touched the small face of the milk pot. The weight of the milk pot seemed to be heavy, but Nurse Lin didn't put the person down for a second. The heating in the hospital was fully turned on, and the warm wind blew intermittently, making people dizzy .

And Milk Jug was dressed airtight, with the exception of his face and fingers exposed, the rest was tightly covered.

Wen Queyu asked Nurse Lin, "He wears so much, isn't he hot?"

Nurse Lin's eyes faltered when she heard the words, and she glanced at Wen Queyu with some displeasure, "The child is weak, so he won't be hot if he wears more clothes. It's only serious if he catches a cold. You can see that he is young." , You will know when you become a mother."

Wen Queyu shook his head, thinking that the picture should be a bit scary to watch.

Other children are afraid of their mother, but is it okay for her to be afraid of children?
Nurse Lin came out with the milk jar not just to show off in front of Wen Queyu, she tried to give the milk jar to Wen Queyu, and discussed with her with a smile.

"I'm going back to my hometown tomorrow. I've already asked Mr. Shi for leave, but my hometown is far away. Can I leave the child with you for two days?"

"Just one day! I'll be back the day after tomorrow. Can't you help me with this? I'm your senior!"

Speaking of this, Wen Queyu felt as if he couldn't find a reason to refuse at all.

　There is only one update today, and the question is because the subscription cannot support my second update.

　　Since everyone can hoard articles, why can't I hoard words? (serious face) Let's watch Erbuer tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)