Hey! The CEO who just scolded me met someone on a blind date.

Jiang Huaizhou burst out laughing. Nic looked back and forth at the two of them and asked in confusion, "Do you know Sun Wukong? Did he lend you his Somersault Cloud? Can you take me for a ride?"

He asked very seriously, which made Su Zimu laugh and cry. He wondered if he had told the story of Journey to the West too many times.

Jiang Huaizhou smiled and said, "Are we going to stand outside like this forever?"

Before Su Zimu could speak, Nic said, "Uncle Jiang, carry Nic into the house. Let's go in and have a rest for a while."

Jiang Huaizhou still glanced at Su Zimu, and seeing that she had no obvious objection, he carried Nic into the house.

Su Zimu poured him a cup of hot tea, which was not very hot at the moment.

He took it and took a sip, "Where's that clown?"

"It was lost." Su Zimu replied.

"Where did you lose it?"

"In the trash can outside."

Jiang Huaizhou stood up and walked out. Su Zimu quickly followed him and shouted from behind him, "You're not really going to rummage through the trash can, are you?"

The man who was once so arrogant that he didn't even want others to ride in his car, now is actually rummaging through the trash can for a clown?

Who believes it?

Seeing that he really intended to do so, Su Zimu stood in front of him and stopped him, "Don't worry about it, maybe it's just someone's prank."

"Who would be so bored? Having nothing to do after eating?" He said and walked around her towards the trash can.

"Jiang Huaizhou, don't worry about it." Su Zimu was afraid that he would really start rummaging through the trash can, so he reached out and grabbed his arm anxiously.

She didn't use much force, but Jiang Huaizhou stopped, turned his head to look at the place where she was holding his hand, then raised his eyes to look at the owner of her hand with a complicated look. Is she... caring about him now?

Su Zimu felt the other person's eyes burning, and quickly let go of his hand. His face suddenly burned badly, and he pretended to cough, "The trash can is quite dirty, I'm afraid you'll get your clothes dirty and have nothing to change into. Nic will get sick if he gets dirty from you, and I'll be the one who suffers. Besides, I know where I threw the things, and I can find them in no time, so I'll go."

Jiang Huaizhou nodded, "The reason...seems to be very sufficient."

Su Zimu took a deep breath, walked quickly to the trash can, and looked around, but there was no sign of the clown.

"Huh, that's strange. It was clearly thrown here." Su Zimu muttered to himself.

"Maybe I remembered it wrongly?" He remembered that she used to be confused occasionally.

"Definitely not." Su Zimu answered like this, but he still checked every trash can, but found nothing.

“Is it covered by other garbage?”

She rolled up her sleeves and prepared to rummage through the trash can, when suddenly a force from her waist lifted her into the air.

"What?" Su Zimu was shocked.

"Don't look for it, it's dirty." Jiang Huaizhou held her waist with one hand and walked back.

"Isn't he the one you are looking for?" She was puzzled. The person she insisted on looking for was him, and the person she was not looking for now was also him.

"I don't want Nic to find a dirty mother after finding the things." Jiang Huaizhou laughed unconsciously. He couldn't bear to let her do such a thing as rummaging through the garbage.

He still held her and walked forward. Su Zimu struggled a few times and tried to pry his hands open with her hands, but she felt that her hands were dirty, even though she didn't touch anything dirty.

"No, can you please let me go? I won't look for you anymore," she said.

Jiang Huaizhou was not willing to let her go. It was she who made physical contact with him first and grabbed his hand, and then he dared to hug her while she was powerless to resist.

"Jiang Huaizhou, put me down, my legs are not broken." Su Zimu saw that he had no intention of putting her down and continued, "Nic will see it later."

The pace of progress finally stopped. Su Zimu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stood up straight, raised his hands, and glared at him.

"I didn't mean anything else." He explained, "You know how persistent you are, right? I was afraid that you would insist on rummaging through the trash can, so I had no choice but to do this."

"I won't believe you." Su Zimu said this and walked into the house angrily. He quickly followed him.

Back in the living room, Jiang Huaizhou frowned, "It stinks. I think I need to use the bathroom to take a shower. You'd better take a shower too."

It would have been better if she hadn't said it. Once she started talking about it, Su Zimu could only smell the smell of rotting garbage. "It's not that I can't let you wash, but do you have any clean clothes? You should go back to the hotel and wash them."

"It's okay, I'll ask someone to bring it to me. I can't stand it anymore, I'm going to take a shower first, can you bring me some clean clothes?" He said as he walked towards the bathroom in two or three steps, as if he was afraid that someone would stop him from taking a shower.

Su Zimu knew that he was a mysophobic and couldn't stand the smell, so he just let him be.

After a while, the doorbell rang, and someone brought some clean clothes.

Su Zimu took the bag and handed it to Nic, "Send it to him."

Nic nodded and reached out to take the bag, "It's too heavy, Nic can't lift it, mom will carry it."

The bag was indeed not light. Su Zimu glanced at Nic and said, "Eat more to gain strength."

Arriving at the bathroom door, Su Zimu called Jiang Huaizhou's name twice, but no one answered, only the sound of splashing water. She knocked on the door again, "The clothes are hung on the door, you can take them yourself."

……

"Did you hear that, Jiang Huaizhou?" She raised her voice and knocked on the door hard.

Unexpectedly, the door was suddenly opened from the inside. Su Zimu was trying to use his hands to support himself, but suddenly he lost his support and fell inside.

"Oh..." She had no time to react and was frantically looking for support.

Fortunately, there was a wall in front of her that helped her.

Thanks for this wall.

Ok……

and many more……

This wall... is wrong...

The temperature is too high and slightly elastic...

Su Zimu didn't dare to open his eyes and pretended to withdraw himself casually, "Your clothes are there."

"Where?"

"It's there, on the door." Su Zimu closed his eyes and pointed in the direction of the door.

A chuckle came over, "You can open your eyes, I'm not a gangster."

Su Zimu slapped himself in the face, not knowing what he was thinking about, and then he opened his eyes.

I saw Jiang Huaizhou with his upper body naked, a pink bath towel wrapped around his lower body, and wet hair, looking at myself in the air surrounded by mist.

Jiang Huaizhou joked, "Are your eyes wide open like this? It's not like you haven't seen her without clothes before."

"Ah...Jiang Huaizhou!"

Jiang Huaizhou was startled and didn't know why she suddenly screamed.

Su Zimu closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, "This is my bath towel, why are you using my bath towel?" He also used it to cover that place. There were so many to choose from, but he insisted on choosing the pink one.

"You didn't tell me which one I could use, so I just..."

"Shut up!" Su Zimu turned around and was about to leave, but he was still angry. He simply turned his head, closed his eyes, ripped off the bath towel from around his waist, and left without looking back.

Only Jiang Huaizhou was left standing at the door, with his hands on his hips, his head tilted as he looked at her angry back, the corner of his mouth slightly raised. Women are indeed the most unpredictable creatures in the world.