Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

When he opened the door, he saw Zuo Ling'an sitting on the bed in confusion, with a red mark on his forehead from the impact.

"Pfft~"

Sang Qingjiu couldn't help laughing, and raised his hand to touch Zuo Ling'an's forehead, "Young Master, does it hurt?"

Zuo Ling'an shook his head sluggishly.

"I'll rub it for you."

Saying that, without waiting for Zuo Ling'an's consent, Sang Qingjiu stretched out his palm and gently rubbed the red mark on his face.

Zuo Ling'an blinked, "What happened just now?"

He was lying fine in the room, but suddenly he hit the edge of the bed and was in excruciating pain.

It's getting better now.

"Nothing, we're at the right place."

Sang Qingjiu said, holding his hand, "Let's go, young master, I will take you to my house."

"Oh~"

Zuo Ling'an put on his shoes and got out of bed, following Sang Qingjiu out step by step.

That unabashed gesture of intimacy made the pirates on the ship look at each other.

——Who is this person? Sister Sang's mistress?

——The God of Wealth who was rescued by us.

——Sister Sang has taken someone down now? She really deserves to be Sister Sang!

——This kid doesn’t look very healthy~

The complex and changeable look in Zuo Ling'an's eyes made Zuo Ling'an feel particularly uncomfortable.

He wanted to throw Sang Qingjiu's hand away.

However, the other party's squeeze was really tight.

never mind!

Zuo Ling'an thought angrily.

Soon, Sang Xing also came over.

There was only a "creak" sound, and several doors of the ship were opened.

"Open the back warehouse. After you get down, go to the back warehouse to move things. Please be gentle with me. The things inside are very expensive. If you break one, don't go out with me next time..."

Sang Xing roared in front of him in a rough voice.

The sound was so loud that it was a bit noisy.

Zuo Ling'an frowned and squeezed Sang Qingjiu's hand, "Are you going to move things too?"

"I do not need."

Sang Qingjiu shook his head lightly.

Transporting goods is something that some coolies do. She is a think tank and never does physical work.

Sang Xing went out first.

Then Sang Qingjiu prepared to take Zuo Ling'an out.

then……

Zuo Ling'an's feet stopped at the gate.

This is too high! ! !

By visual inspection, the distance from the ground to the gate is at least five meters.

Five meters!

Is this going to kill him?

"Doesn't your ship have elevators?" Zuo Ling'an asked in disbelief.

Sang Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, "What do you want that thing for?"

"What if no one can get down?"

"There's no such thing as an emergency. If you can't even jump from this distance, how can you get on this ship?"

Sang Qingjiu asked back.

Zuo Ling'an:...

silence.

So silent that I don't want to speak.

"what happened?"

Sang Qingjiu asked again.

Zuo Ling'an:...

His face changed from blue to purple for a while, and finally, as if he had resigned himself to his fate, he said bluntly and bluntly, "I can't go down, my physique is too rubbish."

He is Class F!

Do you know what level F is?

He has the most ordinary physical fitness. He can only jump 2.2 meters in the long jump at most, and he can break his bones by kicking a rock!

"That's it."

Sang Qingjiu laughed nonchalantly, "With me here, are you still worried about whether you can go down?"

"What are you doing?"

Zuo Ling'an immediately became vigilant.

However, Sang Qingjiu didn't give him time to react. He took one step over and hugged the person into his arms, then jumped down directly with the tip of his toes.

"what!"

Zuo Ling'an screamed in panic, closed his eyes tightly, and grabbed Sang Qingjiu's clothes tightly.

A sense of weightlessness that he had never experienced before haunted him.

It feels like...bungee jumping.

Zuo Ling'an's heart beat very fast at that moment, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

Before he could calm down, he had already landed.

"All right."

Sang Qingjiu whispered.

Only then did Zuo Ling'an open his eyes, and then...

I was startled again by the dense crowd around me.

"Hey, Second Master, where did you snatch this little man from? He looks pretty good-looking at a young age."

"Yes, why didn't the boss bring a girl back?"

"My brother hasn't figured it out yet."

Sang Qingjiu responded with a smile.

Zuo Ling'an was in her arms, a little panicked.

The gazes of these onlookers made him feel like they wanted to strip him naked and watch him from beginning to end.

He didn't even bother to refute what they said that he was Sang Qingjiu's man. Instead, he quickly struggled twice and got off Sang Qingjiu's arms.

"Okay, move the goods!"

Sang Xing shouted over there.

As soon as these words came out, the crowd of onlookers was instantly reduced by half.

The ship's huge rear compartment door was opened, and it was filled with packages of goods.

There are hundreds of dollars of food, thousands of dollars of clothes, tens of thousands of dollars of optical computers, hundreds of thousands of jewelry, but in the back warehouse, it's like they don't have any money, just a bunch of stuff in a bag.

"These clothes are good and comfortable to wear. Boss can grab more next time."

When Zuo Ling'an heard the sound, he saw that the person who spoke was holding a set of YU clothes. If he read correctly, the value should be hundreds of thousands of interstellar coins.

Take another look.

These pirates are all dressed in gold and silver, and nothing is cheap from head to toe.

Zuo Ling'an slowly looked at Sang Qingjiu, "You lied to me."

"What did I lie to you about?"

"You said before that everyone is very poor and has to rob for everything."

The results of it?

This life is no different than what he had in Emperor Star, right?

"I never said that everyone was poor. What's more, weren't all our things stolen?"

Sang Qingjiu said with a smile.

Zuo Ling'an rolled his eyes at her and muttered: "There is not a single word of truth in this woman's mouth."

"Let's go."

Sang Qingjiu said.

"Where?"

"Go back to my house."

"Can you not go?"

Sang Qingjiu looked back at him, "What do you think?"

Zuo Ling'an muttered something more and followed Sang Qingjiu with an unconvinced expression.

It’s just that there are too many people coming here.

It seemed that Zuo Ling'an lost sight of Sang Qingjiu after just one or two steps.

He had to admit that he was really panicking at that moment.

Although he has been arguing with Sang Qingjiu, he also knows very well that it is because of Sang Qingjiu's biased attitude that he can live such a good life in the pirate den.

But right now...

Zuo Ling'an was in a daze, and he didn't know what was going on. He seemed to have been accidentally hit by someone, causing pain in his shoulder.

OMG!

What did these pirates eat when they were growing up?

Why are they all so tall and strong, yet so hard-bodied!

Zuo Ling'an complained in his heart, lowered his head and ran out among the crowd.

With great difficulty, he finally saw Sang Qingjiu's back.

There were just so many people that he felt embarrassed to shout, so he hurried towards Sang Qingjiu.

"Boom~"

I don't know what was caught under my feet.

Zuo Ling'an rushed forward out of habit, holding Sang Qingjiu's lower back with both hands, but his leg accidentally scratched the ground.

"Sigh~"

What kind of broken ground is there? Why are there still so many potholes?

Sang Qingjiu steadied himself and looked back, then asked a little funny, "Young master, what are you doing?"