After receiving the certificate, the paranoid uncle kissed me 99 times a day

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Cemetery bus stop.

A man about 28 and nine years old, wearing a black windbreaker, sat on a bench under the stop sign.

If there is someone nearby at this moment, they will definitely recognize this man as the thunderous boss of City A.

It's Zhuang Ming, the leader of the Zhuang Group, whom everyone in the upper class respectfully calls "Master".

Zhuang Ming was half drunk, leaning against the stop sign behind him with his eyes closed, with a half-drunk bottle of spirits in hand.

The ceiling of the bus stop sign is very narrow, which can't stop the rain.

As long as the wind blows, the rain can wet half of Zhuang Ming's shoulders.

But Zhuang Ming still didn't move, I don't know if he was drunk or didn't care at all.

It wasn't until someone stood in front of him, blocking the wind and the rain, that Zhuang Ming lazily raised his eyes.

She is a school girl holding a transparent umbrella.

It looks only 1.6 meters, petite like a minor.

The eyes are timid.

On the immature face, the red palm print is very shocking.

Probably Zhuang Ming's eyes were too cold and frightening, making Qin Xin shrink her neck in fear.

But she still tilted the umbrella towards Zhuang Ming, bit her pale lips, and spoke in a trembling voice.

"Uncle, you will catch a cold in the rain."

Sure enough, he was a brat, and his voice was soft and soft like a baby's.

"Mind your own business." Zhuang Ming withdrew his gaze, and didn't bother to talk to a kid.

Facing Zhuang Ming's indifference, Qin Xin was a little timid.

But compared to the gloomy and indifferent uncle in front of him, Qin Xin was more afraid of the lightning and thunder in the sky behind him.

Shrinking his neck, he carefully sat next to Zhuang Ming.

Fortunately.

Although the uncle was cold, he didn't drive her away again.

Probably out of gratitude, Qin Xin sniffed and turned the umbrella towards Zhuang Ming to prevent the rain from falling on Zhuang Ming's shoulders.

"Ah."

Facing the kindness of the little kid, Zhuang Ming actually found it a little funny.

He took out the cigarette case, lit one, and took a deep puff.

The bitter and spicy cigarette swept through his lungs, and Zhuang Ming felt that his drunkenness dissipated a little.

Turn your head and breathe the smoke to the other side, so as not to smoke the little kid around you.

"Uncle, smoking is bad for your health."

Hearing Qin Kexin's trembling advice, Zhuang Ming snorted softly, but did not put out the cigarette. 7K 妏敩

The rain is still falling, and it even has a tendency to fall more and more.

Qin Xin's umbrella was very small, and the two of them were sitting far away, so it couldn't cover it completely.

Qin Xin shivered from the cold, and carefully moved towards Zhuang Ming.

The arms of the two were stuck together.

One is hard and cold, the other is slender and warm.

Zhuang Ming didn't move, and let the kid beside him get closer.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he narrowed his eyes and peeked at Qin Xin's red and swollen side face through the smoke.

Indifferently said, "Underage?"

Qin Xin responded obediently.

"I'm 19 and I'm going to be 20 tomorrow."

nineteen?

Zhuang Ming looked at Qin Xin's somewhat flat chest, but he really couldn't see it.

Smoke out.

Throwing the cigarette butt into the puddle on the side of the road, the cigarette butt with red sparks soaked and extinguished instantly.

Qin Xin's hand holding the umbrella was a little tired, and she shook it sorely.

The umbrella was taken by Zhuang Ming.

Qin Xin managed to pull out a smile, "Thank you uncle, you are so kind."

Good people?

Zhuang Ming snorted coldly, but didn't say anything.

If others heard the words of the little brat, they would probably laugh out loud.

Those who knew him, some said he was violent, some said he was ruthless, but they didn't say anything good about him.

This little kid is the only one.

Qin Xin was drenched in the rain, her body was a little wet.

After sitting quietly for a while, I felt that the clothes next to my body were cold.

It was so cold that he curled up involuntarily, and even his teeth were chattering.

Qin Xin looked at the half bottle of wine on Zhuang Ming's right.

The warm picture of father and sister drinking and chatting at the dinner table suddenly appeared in his mind.

She doesn't know how to drink, so every time I eat, my father and sister say that she is a disappointment.

Heard of drinking to warm up?

I don't know if the uncle will give her a drink if she asks?

Qin Xin sniffed, and carefully looked at Zhuang Ming's side face.

Hmm... the uncle looks so fierce.

Sensing Qin Xin's gaze, Zhuang Ming said calmly, "Want to drink?"

"Yes, can you?"

"help yourself."

Zhuang Ming leaned back, motioning for Qin Xin to reach out for a drink if he wanted it.

Qin Xin hesitated for a while, but mustered up the courage to reach out to get it.

But Zhuang Ming was too tall, and the petite Qin Xin couldn't reach her even if she stretched out her hand.

With a small mouth, the stubborn ones will get it.

Qin Xin tried her best to lean over to touch the bottle of wine, almost lying on Zhuang Ming's lap.

The girl's approach made Zhuang Ming stunned for a moment.

This little brat hasn't been weaned yet.

Why is it 19 years old, and there is still a milky sweetness on her body.