Fast Travel Mystery Project

Chapter 235 The Double Strategy of Little Cutie and Little Cruelty ([-])

Chapter 258 The Rose's Thorn

Musizer did not expect so many people in the supermarket, especially in front of the shelves selling women's products, which were full of people.

He lowered his head very low, almost watching his toes squeeze into the crowd, his eyes scanned the items on the shelves as quickly as possible, and he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the sanitary napkin was placed very eye-catchingly, so he saw it right away.

As a good-looking man wearing a takeout deliveryman's uniform, Mu Xize's face was reddened by everyone's scorching gazes from the moment he walked towards the shelves. Now that he found what he wanted, he wanted to run away and go straight to the checkout counter. .

However, unfortunately, a woman who looked slightly older than him blocked his way: "Young handsome boy, is your delivery boy still responsible for delivering sanitary napkins?"

"No, this is..." Musize lowered his head shyly, and faltered for a long time to make up a lie, "...a friend asked me to buy it!"

He had no doubt that if he said yes, the woman would ask for his cell phone number and make the same request.

"Handsome guy, don't be shy. How about leaving your cell phone number, huh?" The woman gently lifted her shoulders and there was a striking scar on her fair white wrist.

Musize's pupils were slack and concentrated, and then a sinister smile appeared on his indistinguishable handsome face, and the corner of his mouth raised just enough to seduce people, and he approached the woman softly: "Why don't you give me your number, it's convenient I will contact you when."

The woman raised her eyebrows subtly: "I'm very busy during the day."

"Of course, I'm also very busy during the day." Musizer handed the other party his own mobile phone, and after the other party entered the number and returned it, he remembered the number in his heart, pretended to store it, and pressed the delete button.

"The number is very good." He looked up and smiled at the woman, and put the phone back in his pocket.

"Remember, my name is Rose." The woman raised her arm on Musize's shoulder, touched his face, then turned and left.

Musizer shook his head inexplicably, sighed softly, his pupils were scattered and concentrated again, and then he raised his head and flashed a trace of confusion, then his cheeks turned red, and he left quickly.

When the knock on the door sounded, An Mo had already finished eating the abnormally spicy Malatang as quickly as possible. The dysmenorrhea combined with the stimulation of the spicy taste perfectly captured her body. The pain was so painful that it was hard to breathe: "You... good..."

An Mo's pale face startled Mu Xize. After being stunned for two seconds, he picked up the contents of the bag and asked, "Hello, excuse me, is this what you want?"

He was pretty sure it was this one, but out of politeness, he asked anyway.

An Mo originally just wanted to intensify the pain and make his body sweat. Unexpectedly, this body is too sensitive to spicy stimulation, and the pain has increased exponentially, which is no longer within the tolerance range.

She was in so much pain that she didn't even have the strength to speak. Musizer was silent for a while, then opened the door, walked in, helped someone to sit on the sofa, took the only glass on the table to catch hot water, and handed it over.

"Thank you..." An Mo frowned into the word "Chuan" and expressed his thanks with all his strength, but his voice was as soft as a speck of dust.

Mu Xize held up the cup for a long time, and finally put it on the coffee table helplessly. He stood up and left: "I'll put the things you want here for you. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

He still has a job, so he can't delay here. He is just a small delivery boy, and he has already incurred heavy losses on this trip. As for the money to buy sanitary napkins... He estimates that the person on the sofa can't afford it. Consider it a good deed every day.

An Mo had no way to struggle, so he could only watch helplessly as the other party left, and then continued to immerse himself in the dire straits.

It didn't know how long it took for the pain to fade away. An Mo lay down on the sofa tiredly and fell asleep with his head and body covered in sweat.

"Alas..." Waking up against the night, An Mo sighed heavily, both because of the failure of his first close plan and because of the weak body of the original owner.

But it doesn't matter, as long as the phone number is there, the person will be there.

An Mo poured out the cold boiled water, took another cup of hot water and drank it, feeling much better physically and mentally, and then dialed the latest number in the call record refreshed.

This time the waiting time was longer than the one at noon. It was so long that no one answered, and then I was automatically hung up.

An Mo looked at the time and realized that at eight o'clock, it was already Mu Xize's time to get off work, which meant that the sub-personality was almost taking control of his body at this time.

An Mo curled his lips and became more determined to call the other party. It was really a blessing in disguise. Unexpectedly, the missed opportunity to get close to the main personality at noon gave her an opportunity to get close to the secondary personality.

Called again, still no one answered, automatically hung up, called again, automatically hung up, called again, automatically hung up...

An Mo persevered in calling over and over again, making more than [-] calls, but the other party was always in a state of no one answering, neither hung up nor turned off the phone, just left her alone.

At the same time, in a private room of a high-end club in the city center.

"Little handsome guy, your phone has been ringing for a long time, why don't you answer it?" The woman who called herself "Rose" in the supermarket during the day was reclining on the sofa with a glass of wine, staring unblinkingly at the girl sitting on the right. Musizer.

His eyes fell from the mobile phone screen on the table back to Rose, and he said lazily: "A good night is too short, it's not worth wasting it on her."

"I didn't expect you to have such a persistent confidante." Rose took a sip of red wine and teased with unknown meaning.

As she was talking, the screen of the mobile phone on the table lit up again, and the smile on the corner of Rose's mouth became even wider. She bent over to take it, and the ditch on her chest was facing Musize's face.

A vague disgust flashed in Musize's eyes, and then quickly disappeared, still lazily leaning on the sofa and motionless: "What do you want to do?"

"Worried?" Rose asked in return, opened the answering machine, and pressed the speakerphone again.

The girl's weak apology came from the receiver: "I'm very sorry, you haven't given me the money to buy things for me, what can I ask you—"

"What did he buy you?" Rose glanced at Musize, seeing that the other party still looked lazy, she couldn't help being a little annoyed, "I bought that pack of sanitary napkins that I don't need, so just give me the money. "

After a few seconds of silence, there was a voice over there: "So...then how can I return the money to you?"

"Private room 012 in Yuxingtang in the city center, come here now." Rose raised her hand to look at the scarlet nails, and raised the corners of her lips, "I'll wait for you."

After hanging up the phone, Musize caught the phone that Rose threw over, and asked casually, "Private Room 012... who is in it?"

"Distressed?" Rose chuckled, and sat down to lift his chin, "Good nights are short, so let's cherish the beauty in front of us first."

　There is no second update... Pushed last week on Sunday... I will try my best to restore the update and make more updates! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
　　The debt I owe will have to be repaid sooner or later... I don't want to bring it with me for the New Year's Eve [cover my face]

　　Thank you to Sundial Mao Laiye, Dream Butterfly Shang, Yi Yan, and Shirley Li 19. I hope that time will never be looked back on, thank you.

　　Thank you for the monthly ticket of Drunk Smile, thank you.

　　Thank you Dream Butterfly, 僾孁静鬭, making money is king, sunshine Kwai, 丠湬, may time never look back, thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)