Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Chapter 1199 Millennium Love Story 03

Chapter 1199 Millennium Love Story 03

Jinchen was a little confused.

He raised his eyes and observed Chen Zhu's expression carefully. The disappointed expression did not seem to be fake.

Perhaps it was because the silence was too long, but Chen Zhu smiled and said, "It's because I didn't think well. Xiaochen was a little cautious when he first came here, wasn't he?"

"No."

Jin Chen couldn't see anything for the moment, and was a little overwhelmed by this move of retreating in order to advance. He immediately said: "I mean, you cook delicious food, so anything is fine."

"Really…"

Chen Zhu had a slight smile on his eyes and eyebrows, and he was a little touched, "Okay, then I will do more tonight."

He wiped the table clean and spoke suddenly as he stood up.

"Thank you Xiaochen."

Jinchen slowly raised his doubtful eyebrows.

How can I thank you?

Chen Zhu didn't want to wait for an answer and went straight to the kitchen to wash the dishes. The joy leaking out of the corners of his eyes became even more intense.

Only he knows how satisfied he is.

From now on, there will be someone who needs to be supported by him, who can make a lot of delicious food and feed him, and who can also live together.

Jiyuan Yuan was washing the dishes when someone in front of him shouted to buy a cake. Chen Zhu exclaimed, wiped his hands and passed.

Jinchen thought for three seconds between helping and lying down to rest. In the fourth second, he lay down without any burden, pulled out the latest mobile phone and started pressing it.

The young man in his twenties was the most angry, and the electric fan was not very big. Jinchen was lying in a daze, and his face was covered in sweat.

He threw away his cell phone and ran into the kitchen to wash his face with cold water. Suddenly he saw a black plastic bag on the table that was incompatible with the neat kitchen utensils. Before he could look at it, he heard Chen Zhu shouting outside.

"What's wrong."

Jinchen walked out and asked, his face was still dripping with water, and he didn't bother to wipe it because it was so cool.

Then the next second, Chen Zhu held a piece of paper and pressed it against his face.

Jinchen was silent for half a second, relaxed his shoulders and did not refuse, lazily lowering his eyelids and letting him wipe them.

"Why are you calling me?" Jinchen asked again.

Chen Zhu breathed steadily, crumpled the soaked tissue into a ball, and his tone became gentler.

"It's hot in the back. I thought you might feel uncomfortable, so I went to the next door to borrow a floor fan. I'll buy a new one when I'm shopping for groceries in the evening."

"I can't let you suffer anymore."

Jinchen tilted his head slightly, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, perhaps feeling that such a response was a bit cold, he sat back on the sofa and cooled the mahjong mat and added another sentence.

"Thank you."

Chen Zhu frowned slightly, raised his hand and stroked Jinchen's wet forehead, "Xiaochen doesn't need to say thank you to me, and the whole family doesn't need to say thank you."

Jinchen choked back, "You just said that."

He remembers it! Inexplicable.

Unexpectedly, it backfired. Chen Zhu smiled warmly and said, "So Xiaochen treats me as family again, that's great."

"None of us will say thank you again after that."

Jinchen: "..."

Looking at Chen Zhu playing with the floor fan, Jin Chen scratched his head.

Why can't I keep up with my wife's thinking?

The wind blown by the floor fan was much cooler. Jinchen lazily leaned on the mahjong mat and soon fell asleep, and fell asleep hazily.

I just couldn't sleep well. Maybe I haven't gotten used to it after sitting on the bus for a long time. I always felt like there were sights around me, like a ghost weighing on the bed.

It was a dark night in the middle of summer, and Chen Zhu just closed the store at 6:30. He drove Jinchen in a van to the vegetable market first, and then to the market to buy daily necessities. He didn't get home until nearly eight o'clock.

The house that Uncle Jin left to Chen Zhu was a house in the Tongzi Building. The wires downstairs were hung up in a mess. In the evening, some old people came out for a walk swinging cattail leaf fans. The blue glass on the curved tile exterior wall could reflect the figures.

Every household in the Tongzi Tower looked familiar to some extent, but Jinchen was the new face, and he was dressed in a new and unconventional way, attracting a lot of attention.

Jinchen put on his earphones and followed Chen Zhu upstairs.

As soon as you enter the gate of Tongzi Building, you will feel the coolness. The dark blue glass blocks the sunlight, so it can be dark all day long without a fan.

It was dark, and several of the voice-activated lights in the corridor were broken. Jinchen thought as he went upstairs, how suitable this place would be for killing people and selling goods, but anyone with poor eyesight would not be able to see anything.

"What is Xiaochen thinking about?" Chen Zhu asked with a smile when he saw his eyes thinking.

Jin Chen blurted out: "Kill people and get goods."

Chen Zhu: "...ah?"

The two people who reacted stopped at the same time.

Jinchen tried to make amends and turned to look at Chen Zhu, "I'm... imagining a story."

Chen Zhu nodded and said yes, still smiling, but this smile looked a little teasing.

Then Jinchen continued in awkward silence until he reached the seventh floor. Chen Zhu took his arm and said, "We are here."

Chen Zhu opened the door, went in first with a large bag of luggage and turned on the light.

The long light tube flashed a few times before suddenly lighting up.

Jinchen looked around the living room for a few times, and his first reaction was that it was clean.

Although the furniture was a bit crowded, it was well organized. The large-head box color TV set on the wooden furniture TV cabinet was covered with a plain cloth. A perpetual calendar was placed next to it, and many days were recorded in sketches.

Even the large porcelain teapot on the coffee table is white, without the brown color that has accumulated over the years.

"I live alone, it's a bit shabby." Chen Zhu felt a little embarrassed when he saw Jinchen looking around, and turned on the oscillating fan, "If Xiaochen feels that there is something missing at home, remember to tell me."

"Not shabby."

Jinchen threw away his schoolbag, changed his shoes, and muttered, "It's much better than that empty home."

"As long as you can adapt to it, that's fine."

Chen Zhu put the duffel bag into the new room that had been tidied up. He took a shower first, took out all the dishes to be made for the evening, put the rest in the refrigerator, and then entered Jinchen's new room, wanting to help him. Pack your bags.

Jinchen was sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching Chen Zhu walking around the room, and had an inexplicable feeling that the sofa was burning his buttocks.

Although my wife is busy here and there, I don’t know what she is busy with, but who can sit still!

He touched the tip of his nose and followed into the room.

Chen Zhu was sorting out his clothes, and Gonggong folded them aside, caring enough not to touch his underwear.

Jinchen's attention was not there.

After taking a shower, Chen Zhu changed into the simplest pure white sweatshirt and vest. The thin layer of white was transparent, and his good figure could almost be seen at a glance.

A sweeping view means realistic, no exaggeration.

Chen Zhu's skin is healthy and fair, and her back and arm muscles are just right, which makes the word "wide shoulders and narrow waist" more concrete. The veins in her forearms are obvious when folding clothes.

And...there are also the soft breasts and pink color that are barely covered by the vest on the chest.

Jinchen silently took half a step back, beginning to doubt whether he could hold on in the days before he caught up.

0731: [As we all know, the self-control we are proud of is not worth mentioning at all! 】

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