What if the fiancée becomes a man?

Shen Jin works part-time every other day, and it happens that there is no class or work in the afternoon.Now that he came out, he accompanied Jiang Shaomin to the Tower Bridge in London, and spent money to take a cruise on the Thames River.In the evening, the two of them went to the Japanese food shop that Jiang Shaomin wanted to eat, and had a meal that made him feel sore.After eating, it happened that Big Ben was nearby, and the two walked there.The Big Ben in the night is shining with a quiet and simple brilliance, and the hour and minute hands are clearly visible in the dark night.

The two stood on the periphery and watched like fools for a while.

"Do you want to buy a ticket to go up?" Shen Jin rubbed his hands and asked.It was already a bit chilly in London at night, and the breath from the two people's mouths was faintly tinged with white mist.

"No need." Jiang Shaomin looked at the time, "It's late at night, what's there to do?"

Shen Jin thought he was going to leave, but in the end, Jiang Shaomin didn't mean that. He walked in the front and circled Big Ben, not knowing where he was going.It wasn't until eight o'clock sharp that Shen Jin knew why Jiang Shaomin did this.

At one minute past eight, Jiang Shaomin turned to him with his mobile phone and asked, "What time is it?"

"Eight o'clock." Shen Jin looked up at Big Ben, not understanding why Jiang Shaomin asked the question whose answer was right in front of him.

"Then why doesn't it ring the bell?" Jiang Shaomin pointed to the towering Big Ben, with a questioning tone in his tone, as if Big Ben had neglected him, a foreign tourist.

Shen Jin laughed: "It turns out that you are walking around waiting to ring the bell. Sorry, haha, starting this year, Big Ben will enter a three-year maintenance period, and the bell will no longer ring."

Jiang Shaomin's expression suddenly seemed to be carefully prepared to face the base, but he was deceived by someone's photo, mixed with anger and grievance.He glared at Shen Jin viciously: "Xiao Mian, you didn't say it earlier."

"I don't know." Seeing Jiang Shaomin's embarrassment, Shen Jin was in a good mood, smiling at the corners of his eyes.

"Are you still laughing?" Jiang Shaomin narrowed his eyes and pointed at him.

Shen Jin waved his hand: "I didn't smile, I didn't laugh." In the end, he grinned and exposed himself.

Jiang Shaomin didn't know what to think at the moment. He rushed over and grabbed Shen Jin's arm, dragged him into his arms, and scratched him vigorously: "Laugh! Laugh! I'll make you laugh enough!"

"Hahaha! I was wrong, I was wrong! Haha, my whole body is... itchy... itchy flesh, beg for mercy, I beg for mercy..." Shen Jin struggled immediately, but his height and physical strength were not dominant, so he had to use more and more The sharper voice begged for mercy.

Jiang Shaomin originally just wanted to make fun of it, after all, he was outside.But sometimes people are so strange. Seeing Shen Jin's reaction so big, Jiang Shaomin scratched it with joy. In the end, he laughed and didn't say anything. When he let go of Shen Jin, tears came out of Shen Jin's eyes. up.

The foreigners around looked sideways, thinking that it was two young couples playing.

Shen Jin bowed his waist and gasped: "Jiang Shaomin! You! You! You!"

"What me? Do you have asthma?" Jiang Shaomin smiled happily. After playing around, the hard chat feeling that the two had before disappeared, and they felt much more at ease with each other.

"I warn you, don't do this next time." Shen Jin finally calmed down, and tried to put on a serious look, "I was the most afraid of tickling since I was a child. Once I laughed so much that my brain was hypoxic, and I almost suffocated."

"So sensitive?" Jiang Shaomin raised his eyebrows, for some reason, he thought of Shen Jin's red ear tips that he saw the day he took a bath, and felt weird in his heart.

"Yes!" Shen Jin nodded solemnly.

"Then don't offend me, and, hurry up and get the marriage done." Jiang Shaomin flashed his paws and showed his white teeth.

Shen Jin was helpless, and said distressedly: "Actually, I am also powerless about this matter, and my dad can't make any sense at all. You heard it yesterday, and he didn't listen to me at all."

"Why don't you tell your dad that you have a girlfriend?" Jiang Shaomin was also so blessed, his whole mind was wide open, "Take some loving photos for your dad, let him recognize the reality, and then threaten him, saying, he If you continue to help you get engaged without telling you, you will be married in the UK and never return to China for the rest of your life, let's see what he will do."

"To be so ruthless?" Shen Jin just expressed a little hesitation.

Jiang Shaomin immediately rolled his eyes and said in a dangerous tone: "What? You don't want to divorce? Want to have sex with me?"

"No no no no no." Shen Jin didn't dare to talk back.

So under the witness of Big Ben, the two initially reached a cooperation agreement on the intention to withdraw from the engagement.

The two of them wandered outside for a day, and when they returned, Jiang Shaomin said something, waved his hand, and took a taxi!Shen Jin miserably took out his wallet.The taxi driver was a white woman with rosy cheeks and fat fingers, and she looked very talkative, and turned out to be really talkative.As soon as she got in the car, she occupied Shen Jin, who was the only one who could speak English, and chatted wildly with him back and forth.

Jiang Shaomin, who was ignored by no one, had time to turn on his phone to read the comments.After one afternoon, there were more than 2000 Weibo comments on the one-day tour in London.This kind of enthusiasm is comparable to that of thirteenth-tier young artists.Jiang Shaomin swiped down, ignored the comments about being critically attacked, giving birth to monkeys, and selling movies, and picked out a few replies from relatives and friends.

At this time, the white woman in the driver's seat spoke louder and louder, stuck out her tongue and rolled her eyes, making a strange look.

Shen Jin showed an embarrassed look.

"What? What did she say?" Jiang Shaomin asked.

"It's nothing, just talking about something." Shen Jin approached Jiang Shaomin and whispered, "This person really talks a lot, he can talk about everything."

Shen Jin's beard accidentally stuck on Jiang Shaomin's face, and the breath in his mouth was warm.The stab made Jiang Shaomin itchy.However, he didn't believe Shen Jin's words, how could it be embarrassing?Maybe the female driver teased him and said something salty.

Jiang Shaomin retreated to the other side of the carriage, leaned against the window, and silently started the live broadcast again.The theme is simple, six words, "Eavesdropping, please translate".

The number of people in the room skyrocketed as usual, and there were so many barrages flying, many people asked below: "Why didn't Master Min speak today?"

Jiang Shaomin looked enigmatic, pretending to be playing a game, but actually winked at the fans of the live broadcast.

"Master Min, are your eyes cramping?"

"What's the matter? Master Min, check the microphone."

"Check what kind of microphone, there is obviously a voice-over, but Lord Min didn't open his mouth."

"Did you poke in without reading the subject? Master Min said he was eavesdropping and asked us to translate."

"Master Min is an English idiot? Bai has a face of a master."

What nonsense!Hurry up and get down to business, your English is good!Translation!What a cleverness!Jiang Shaomin yelled inwardly, really wanted to say the last sentence back, but unfortunately he couldn't, he could only stare at the screen expressionlessly, feeling internally hurt.

Fortunately, a reliable person appeared.Last time, the "Want to Eat Wonton Noodles" with good English appeared again and saved Jiang Shaomin's eyes.

"The woman's voice has a local accent. I can't hear it accurately. I can only understand the general meaning. It seems to be talking about haunting..."

One sentence blew up countless bullet screens, and the theme of voyeurism turned into a theme of supernatural beings.

Many people echoed, "Yes, I seem to have heard the word ghost, and thought I heard it wrong."

"The female voice mentioned it several times, so I probably heard it wrong."

"Oh my god, haunted? Isn't Master Min most afraid of these 'good brothers'?"

A lot of bullet screens instantly washed away the speech of "I want to eat wonton noodles".

Jiang Shaomin almost wanted to climb into the phone screen, grabbed the collar of "Wantan Noodles" and roared: "Please explain clearly to me! What the hell, what the hell!"

As if hearing Jiang Shaomin's call, "Want to Eat Wonton Noodles" slowly climbed up and continued: "The female voice said to the male voice, you actually live in a haunted house? My God, that place is terrible, and several couples died. The male voice said It’s too small, I can’t hear you clearly, I don’t seem to be denying it, and I retort that it’s nothing to live there. The female voice disagrees, balabalabala, it’s all about the death of various tenants, the description is quite confusing, it seems to come from gossip on the Internet Some gossip information. Master Min, is that man your friend? Do you live in his house?"

"My God, Lord Min, this kind of thing is very evil. Didn't you say last time that whoever sends you a scary video will be hacked to death? You don't dare to watch the video, and you dare to live in a haunted house?"

"Master Min, stay in a hotel. If you don't have enough money, I'll give you an airship."

"But there are many unsafe things in the hotel, Master Min, you have to read the public reviews."

"Upstairs, Master Min is an English idiot and can't read reviews."

"Master Min, tell me your address, and I'll find you a hotel."

All kinds of messages popped up.

Jiang Shaomin's face was dark, and he turned off the live broadcast again unhappy.I only follow Aite on Weibo and follow "Want to Eat Wonton Noodles"——

"@想吃云顿面, where are your coordinates? Next time I go to your city, I will bring you wonton noodles."

Anger is anger, hate people is hate people, Jiang Shaomin is still the good min who loves fans and protects fans.

Regardless of the Weibo explosion again, Jiang Shaomin turned off his mobile phone, stared at Shen Jin's furry side face, and thought about how to settle accounts with the other party.

Shen Jin was stunned by others, so he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

La la la la la!Sissy!Jiang Shaomin squinted at him arrogantly: "Humph."

"?????" Shen Jin was baffled, this person was fine in the afternoon and evening, what's the fuss about now?

Fortunately, they got out of the car immediately. As soon as they closed the door, the taxi immediately fled.Jiang Shaomin looked up and found that the house number was No. 44, and his face darkened again.Afraid of the cold, Shen Jin bounced up the steps to open the door, and looked back at Jiang Shaomin standing on the street: "Come in, aren't you cold?"

"Cold, but I'll be even colder if I go in." Jiang Shaomin put his hands in his trouser pockets, with an expression on his face that didn't deserve a beating.

Come, come, the annoying Jiang Shaomin is here again.Alarm bells rang in Shen Jin's heart: "What are you going to do?"

"You still have the nerve to ask me? Why didn't you tell me about the good things you did?" Jiang Shaomin seemed to have evidence of guilt, but he didn't say anything, which really made people itch.

Shen Jin simply opened the door and stepped in with one foot: "The door is here, if you want to come in, close the door."

"Hey! What are you doing!" Seeing that Shen Jin didn't speak nicely and confessed, but wanted to leave him to sing a one-man show alone, Jiang Shaomin ran up angrily and grabbed the other party's wrist, "This is a haunted house, why do you want to sing?" Hiding it from me?"

Unexpectedly, Shen Jin just shot a feint to scare the bear.As a result, Jiang Shaomin pulled too hard and couldn't stand still.Immediately, the short one threw himself into the arms of the tall one, and the two rolled down the steps hugging each other.

Tim, who came home with a paper bag of snacks, happened to see this scene. He poked his head over the two of them, chewing on a candy bar, and asked mischievously, "Shen, what are you doing?"

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Jiang Shaomin: Wife, I'm afraid of ghosts.

Shen Jin (on a whim): What if one day I die suddenly and turn into a ghost and come back to look for you?

Jiang Shaomin: Then I am a ghost.

Shen Jin: ...

Fear of ghosts or something is a lie, right?