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

Qin Xin continued: "I agreed to kiss you good night every day, my husband good night."

After Qin Xin finished speaking, Zhuang Ming heard a soft kiss from ua coming from the phone.

Zhuang Ming has never been in a relationship, let alone kissed on the phone like this.

I have occasionally seen company employees doing such naive behaviors before, but I didn't understand and felt very naive at the time.

but now.

The heart is as sweet as honey.

"Good Night, Darling."

As soon as the phone was hung up, Qin Xin covered her flushed face and rolled around on the big bed several times.

The next day.

After Qin Xin had lunch at Xue's house, she took Xue Qinjue's car to Zhuang's Group.

But halfway, I received a call from Wang Zitong, who asked her to go to the video game city to play.

Thinking of not seeing Wang Zitong for several days, Qin Xin also missed Wang Zitong a little bit.

But before agreeing, he called Zhuang Ming first.

The phone was answered in seconds, as if Zhuang Ming was deliberately waiting.

"arrive?"

"Not yet." Qin Xin said coquettishly in a low voice, "Husband, I want to go to the video game city with Zi Tong, can I play for a while?"

Zhuang Ming heard the words, glanced at the time, and responded: "Well, there are many people in the video game city, please pay attention to safety, I will go to you after I finish my work in an hour, and take you to afternoon tea."

"it is good!"

Xue Qinjue was also quite busy, took Qin Xin to the video game city, got a mask for her to put on, and then drove back to work.

At the gate of the video game city, Wang Zitong recognized Qin Xin immediately.

"Zi Tong!"

"Heart!"

The two had a strong bear hug before entering the video game city hand in hand.

The video game city is not only video games, but also many games suitable for girls, such as dance machines, claw machines and the like.

The two exchanged 100 yuan coins, and then went straight to the claw machine with a small basket.

"Look, Xinxin, that's the new Bunny!"

"This bunny is not good-looking." It should be said that the bunny is pretty, but the carrot that the bunny is holding is not good-looking.

Qin Xin really, really hates eating carrots, so she doesn't like carrots when she sees them.

"Then let's sandwich Xing Delu! I want Pikachu!"

After half an hour.

Qin Xin hugged an oversized doll: "I just cut one off, Zitong, how about you?"

Wang Zitong coughed awkwardly: "Let's be each other."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand behind his back, holding only a small doll in his hand.

In other words, for 100 yuan, the two took away a big doll and a small doll.

Qin Xin laughed outright, "It's a shame."

"Oh, it doesn't matter, the most important thing is to be happy!"

The two stored the doll at the front desk first, and were going to take the stairs to the second floor to play with other things.

As soon as I went up the stairs, I saw several teenagers running downstairs covering their faces.

And behind them, there was a middle-aged man about 50 or [-] years old chasing them.

"You little bastards, stop for me. If you don't stop, it's not just as simple as deducting credits!"

"Let's just let's go—"

Wang Zitong pulled Qin Xin to the side to avoid a little: "It must be a middle school dean who came to catch the students who skipped class."

"It should be, ah—"

Qin Xin hadn't finished speaking when she was knocked down heavily on the wall of the stairs by the young man who hurried downstairs, and there was an instant sharp pain in the shoulder of her left hand.

Wang Zitong exploded: "You little brats, don't you know the way! We are all stuck to the wall and can still bump into it!"

"Yes, I'm sorry, sister." The boy who bumped into Qin Xin obviously blamed himself, but seeing that the dean was about to chase him, he pulled his mask and ran away in fear.

"Fuck your mother!" Wang Zitong scolded directly, and just about to catch up to catch this brat and beat him up when he heard Qin Xin's cry.

Wang Zitong panicked, and quickly turned around to check Qin Xin's hand: "Xinxin? Are you okay? Where does it hurt? Is it broken? Don't cry, I'll call 120."

Qin Xin was really in pain, so painful that she couldn't help crying, and she was also a little scared: "Zi Tong, my hand hurts so much."

When Wang Zitong just bought the coins, the phone was turned off and the battery ran out. Now he could only take out Qin Xin's mobile phone and call 120. Just as he was about to dial it, the incoming call from Zhuang Ming cut off the call.

"It's your Mr. Zhuang." Wang Zitong immediately helped Qin Xin through the phone.

Zhuang Ming just arrived at the parking lot of the video game city.

As soon as the car stopped, he called Qin Xin. As soon as the phone was connected, he heard Qin Xin sobbing.

Then I heard Wang Zitong speak.

"Mr. Zhuang! I'm Zitong, Xinxin's hand is injured, and I'm about to hit 120!"

Zhuang Ming frowned: "Where are you?"

"It's between the first floor of the video game city and the stairs to the second floor."

"right away."

After Zhuang Ming hung up the phone, he got out of the car and ran quickly to the video game city.

On the stairs, Wang Zitong had already pulled Qin Xin to the farthest corner, and several people looked at them curiously when they passed by.

Qin Xin endured the pain and tears, and looked eagerly at the stairs.

In less than 5 minutes, Zhuang Ming ran from the parking lot to Qin Xin's.

Seeing Zhuang Ming, Qin Xin's tears just stopped falling down one by one like broken pearls.

"Honey, my hands hurt so much!"

Hearing Qin Xin's cry, Zhuang Ming was so distressed that his heart ached, and he quickly checked Qin Xin's hand.

Wang Zitong told Zhuang Ming what happened just now: "Just now a group of teenage children hit Xinxin, and their left hand seemed to hit a fire hydrant!"

Zhuang Ming looked at Qin Xin's arm, there was no obvious bulge or wound, so it was not a fracture.

With a sigh of relief, he said, "Don't cry baby, it's just a dislocation, just put it back on."

After Zhuang Ming finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to hold Qin Xin's shoulder, and held Qin Xin's forearm with the other hand. With a slight push, the dislocated hand was reset with a creak.

"Ah, it hurts!" Qin Xin burst into tears again in pain.

But after the pain, I can move my hand carefully.

But Qin Xin was still a little scared, "Honey, are my hands really okay? Can I still dance?"

Zhuang Ming hugged Qin Xin into his arms, and comforted Qin Xin's back: "The dislocation will not affect your dancing in the future if it is reset in time. For safety's sake, I will take you to the hospital for a checkup."