Dressed as a gangster and his nanny[Transmigration Book]

In the end, Qiu Lu didn't win back the breakfast money, but only got two dark circles under his eyes for no reason. When he returned at five o'clock in the morning, Fang Huo was already fast asleep.

He didn't dare to take a bath, for fear of waking Fang Huo, so he curled up beside him lightly, stared at his sleeping face for a while, and then fell asleep soundly.

When he woke up the next day, Fang Huo looked as usual, and he was still concerned about what time he returned yesterday, whether he was sleepy, and what he wanted for breakfast. He didn't look unnatural at all.

Qiulu is as good as others.

At least on the surface, both of them took what happened last night as a fart.

Qiulu thinks this is pretty good, you still treat me as my younger brother, and there is nothing unhealthy about it.

A few days later, Qiulu went to work with panda eyes, and ran into Xiaoqing again when he came out for dinner at noon. This time Xiaoqing's attitude towards him changed again. He guessed that Xiang Pingan might have told her about it. What, so when the girl invited him to lunch, Qiulu shied away from going.

But after all, it's close, and basically they have to meet each other after get off work. At 05:30, Qiulu came out of the office building and saw Xiaoqing waiting for him outside the lobby.

She was wearing a brightly colored dress, and as soon as she saw Qiulu, she ran over happily and asked him if he had time to have dinner together.

At noon, I had already refused once with an excuse. It would be impolite to run away now, so Qiu Lu said, "Okay then."

Xiaoqing hailed a taxi and got in with Qiulu, and the girl gave the driver a place name.

When Qiu Lu heard the name of the place at first, he felt a little familiar, but couldn't remember where it was, so he asked, "Where to eat?" He joked, "Don't be too high-end, I'm afraid I didn't bring enough money. "

Xiaoqing opened her eyes wide and said, "I invite you, I will pay for it!"

Qiulu waved his hand: "How can I let you spend money as a girl? I invite you."

Xiaoqing blushed and said some polite words to him, and the place arrived.

There are several complex buildings in front of them, with different heights, but the style seems to be in the same line, building next to each other, almost connected together.The place where they got off was the closest to the right, and as soon as Qiu Lu looked up, he saw the big characters of the golden Times Square on it, and while being stunned by the rustic aesthetics of the last century, he turned his head and asked Xiao Qing, "That's it? It doesn't look like a place to eat."

Xiaoqing led him inside, and said: "The food is inside, it's my first time here, it's newly opened, An An recommended it to me, there are restaurants and dance halls, both run by the same boss. "

Arriving at Di'er, Qiulu finally woke up and realized why it sounded familiar—this place is "Happy Nest"!

One of Shifang's properties in City C, a large entertainment venue including a disco, KTV, billiard room, etc.!

In the early years, city C was full of dark and dirty small shops. Later, the city government made great efforts to rectify this area for the sake of the city's appearance. "'s nest, it can be regarded as suppressing the local snakes in C City a lot.Unexpectedly, this action just paved the way for the Shifang Group to settle in. Without the obstruction of local snakes, Shifang almost took over the management rights of various venues in the entire C City, and Lechao quickly pulled out of the ground. Since then, it has become a huge entertainment attraction in C City.

Not long ago, Ao Zhiming met Xiang Pingan in this disco, got into a fight with a few gangsters, and was seriously injured. For a person like him who has always been reckless, he told Qiu Lu and the others to come back. Said, it is best not to go to that place, there is nothing good in it.

But since they are all here, and they are only eating in the restaurant attached to it, there should be nothing wrong with it. Qiulu just hesitated, and went in with Xiaoqing.

The place is indeed tall and expensive, and the consumption is not cheap at first glance. There is soothing music in the hall, and the color of the tablecloth is also elegant and light.

While waiting for the meal to be served, Xiaoqing propped her chin and looked at Qiulu with a smile, and sighed, "Your skin is so good, so white and tender."

Qiu Lu laughed awkwardly. He felt that Xiaoqing might wish to say "You are also very white and tender", but he couldn't say it anyway. This is too fucking like flirting, right? !

So Qiu Lu said very whitely: "There is no way, it is born."

Xiaoqing smiled even more happily, "Your words are really interesting. There should be many girls who like to listen to you."

Qiulu choked.

He thought seriously for a second, and said, "There are indeed many sisters among my colleagues, and they like to hear me tell jokes."

The "sisters" he said refers to the group of aunts in the office in their 50s and [-]s. Occasionally, when he stays in the office all day, they will chat with Qiulu. The topic usually revolves around introducing him to someone, but every time Ciqiu Lu used cold jokes to fool him.

The two chatted for a while, and finally the main course was served, but Xiaoqing didn't look like she was ready to eat, her face was a little redder than before, as if she was thinking about something.

Qiu Lu took a sip of the lemon tea on the table, waiting for her to speak.

"Well, Ping An told me that you don't have a girlfriend," Xiaoqing stammered, "I've known you for almost a month, and I think you are very nice, humorous, and kind..."

Qiulu looked at her with a helpless expression.

"...So, I want to ask you, can you be my boyfriend?" The girl's eyes were full of hope.

Qiulu looked into her eyes without hesitation, and said gently: "I also think you're pretty nice, but—"

"If you want to refuse, you don't need to say the second half of the sentence." Xiao Qing said quickly.

"..." Qiu Lu.

Xiaoqing's eyes drooped, and she looked a little uncomfortable. After a while, she slowed down: "So you have someone you like?"

Qiulu didn't expect this girl to be so straightforward, not only did she not respond quickly to his blurted refusal, but the question she asked was so precise that he was stunned for several seconds.

Xiaoqing took him for a few seconds in a daze as a matter of course, her mouth with light-colored lipstick was flattened, and there was a little water in her eyes: "Then why did you agree to come out to eat with me?"

"I……"

Xiaoqing didn't give him time to make up nonsense, and continued to question: "Then why are you so nice to me?"

"Do not……"

Finally said: "Then you still invite me to drink milk tea?!"

Qiulu finally found a chance to explain this sentence: "You invited me three times, so it would be too stingy for me not to invite me back?"

Xiaoqing looked at him aggrievedly for a while, said nothing more, grabbed her bag and went to the bathroom, Xiao Gao's heels were stomping.

Qiulu sat on the seat with a face full of cold sweat, and felt curious and probing eyes from all directions falling on him. He felt that the scene just now had probably become a bloody joke on other tables, but he had no time to pay attention to those , I just feel very puzzled.

What did Xiang Pingan tell the girl?

However, if you think about it carefully, his natural popularity always turns over when he meets a girl, or in other words, when he meets a girl who may have something to do with him in the eyes of others.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered a late autumn many years ago, when an equally embarrassing scene came to his mind, and he didn't even really do anything, and he was inexplicably lost by cannon fodder or by a scumbag.

It's hard not to be depressed when you experience this over and over again.

He thought back on the conversation with Xiaoqing just now, and felt that he didn't say anything that shouldn't be said, so why did he make people cry?

He waited for half an hour, but Xiaoqing didn't come back. Her stomach was growling with hunger, and she carefully picked out a few shrimp dumplings from the cold dishes on the table, and went to the service counter to pay the bill.

It was already dark, so he waited for a while, then got up and prepared to leave.This restaurant is very big, with several doors, he absent-mindedly picked a door to go, and when he realized it, he got lost.

The more he walked, the more he went wrong, the corridors were intricate like a maze, and the people he met gradually became strange, during which he even bumped into a fat man in a suit with big ears and blurred eyes, and when he saw him, he threw himself on him. That appearance is clearly a "snack".

Although Qiulu had an arrogant personality and fooled around all day long when he was a minor, the places where he hung out were very simple. He knew that there were many dirty places in City C due to its geographical location, but he had never been there.

Yuan Shuo was born in the army, he hated such things, and even brought his children to stay away from it. When Ao Zhiming went to the disco, he begged Qiu Lu not to tell Uncle Yuan, so that he would not be beaten up.

Therefore, Qiulu has only seen this kind of people on TV. He only knows that these people are not very conscious, and he doesn't dare to fight with them. He hastily turned another corner and grabbed a man dressed like The waiter asked: "Excuse me, where is the exit?"

The waiter looked at him strangely, pointed to the right, and said, "It's a bit hard to find, I'll take you away."

Qiu Lu quickly thanked him, followed him two steps, and another door opened in the atrium. When a middle-aged man saw the two of them, he looked Qiu Lu up and down, smiled at the waiter, and said: " Whose box is this going to be sent to? Boss Peng? He likes it."

The waiter frowned and said, "He's not."

The man wondered: "No? Little brother, who told you to come? How did you find this place?"

Qiulu had already started to bear it when he heard the word "little brother". Now, after hearing this, he said firmly, "I'm looking for an exit."

The man's tone became greasy: "Hey, there is no exit here, only 'entrance', you can find this place, it means that there is a destiny—"

Just when Qiulu was seriously considering whether he would be caught by the thugs stationed here, a familiar voice sounded not far from them.

"Brother Lu?"

It is a tone between a teenager and a youth, very stable, but a little green.

Qiu Lu was stunned for a moment, searching for the source of the voice in disbelief, and saw a tall and tall figure standing under the dim light, the young man narrowed his eyes and looked at him slightly, as if he was a little puzzled.

After confirming that the person was Qiu Lu, Fang Huo's tone suddenly sank, and he walked towards him quickly, and said in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

Qiulu stared at him dumbfounded.

The other two people beside him changed their expressions slightly after seeing Fang Huo's face clearly, lowered their heads and left quietly.

"Brother Lu," he seemed to be suppressing his anger, his tone was a bit stiff, "Why did you come here?"

Qiulu finally came to his senses.

Okay, he understood where this is, that's fine, but what's the matter with this kid's attitude?

Hit it backwards, right? ?

I'm 22, what's wrong here? !You are a fucking underage here and I haven't even asked yet!

The author has something to say: Character profile ([-])

Name: Fang Huo

Age: 11 years old

Height: 155cm

Weight: XNUM X kg

hair color: black

Eye color: pure black

Constellation: Scorpio

Status: The illegitimate son of a wealthy family and the (current) youngest of the Yuan Clan Dojo

Birthplace: City S

Current location: City C

Favorite food: sweet

Disliked food: spicy

Advantages: smart, you can learn anything, if you don't, you don't want to do it

Disadvantages: relatively indifferent to external things, once suspected by the mother as an autistic child

Sexual orientation: unknown (not developed yet)

Current wish: to live peacefully in one place without being driven away

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of watching the moon with Bian Boxian;