my non-human girlfriend

Fu Zixu glanced at Zuo Jinrong speechlessly, "Yes, I have a little lover who looks really good-looking, and she's a little mermaid."

Hearing Fu Zixu's words, Zuo Jinrong rolled his eyes, "Let's dream about you, return the mermaid, whatever you like, eat first, and I'll clean up for you after the meal, so as not to save the great writer from coming tomorrow When it was time, I saw your kennel go straight away."

"Why are you at my house?" Putting down his chopsticks, Fu Zixu finally noticed what Zuo Jinrong said.

"The writer asked, stop talking nonsense," Zuo Jinrong sat in front of the table, "Party A's father only asks for so little, think about the string of zeros."

Fu Zixu stopped talking.

After eating, Zuo Jinrong went to the car to get equipment, ready to clean for Fu Zixu.

Taking advantage of Zuo Jinrong walking away, Fu Zixu carried the remaining food box and small table into the bathroom, looked at Ao You with a bad face, but didn't think much about it.

Take out all the rice from the food box and put it on the table, "Can you still get used to it after trying it? I don't like to change it to something else next time."

"You..." Aoyou frowned, seeing what Fu Zixu wanted to ask.

"I'm going out first, shh." Hearing Zuo Jinrong's voice going upstairs, Fu Zixu quickly left the bathroom, closed the door and entered the next bedroom.

"I will put the leftovers in the refrigerator for you, and heat them up at noon; I will replace the sheets and quilts with new ones for you, and throw away the old ones; I will transfer another [-] yuan to you in your card, spend it first, and wait." After I give the contract over there, I will deduct it from your manuscript fee; I will take away the garbage for you, and give it to me if you have something to do... Forget it, you haven’t called me, I will call you if I have something to do, Remember to charge your phone."

After finally tidying up everything, Zuo Jinrong walked out carrying two big bags of garbage, while reminding Fu Zixu, "The most important thing is, don't forget about tomorrow's business."

After sending Zuo Jinrong away, Fu Zixu turned back and knocked on the bathroom door.

Opening the door and entering, Ao You was still the same as before, sitting on the wall of the bathtub with his back straight, and glanced lightly at Fu Zixu.

Fu Zixu glanced at the clean plates and knew that Ao You was used to eating human food, so he packed the empty plates into the food box, and Fu Zixu took the food box and prepared to go out.

"Wait a moment."

As soon as he turned around, Fu Zixu heard Ao You's voice behind him, and turned around to look at him.

Taking a deep breath, Ao You looked up at Fu Zixu, suppressing the anger in his heart, "Why do you tell others that I am your little lover?!"

"Cough cough cough cough!" Asked by Ao You, Fu Zixu couldn't catch his breath and almost choked to death.

"This... This is called reverse speech in human society. I said that to tell Zuo Jinrong that there is nothing."

Facing a mermaid, Fu Zixu really didn't know how to explain this mess.

Ao You still looked suspiciously at Fu Zixu, "Human beings are indeed sinister and cunning."

Fu Zixu: ...

Fine.

Just as he was about to turn around, Fu Zixu remembered the mermaid's mood again, "By the way, there will be people coming tomorrow, and you may have to be wronged a bit. Do you want to go out for a while now?"

"No need." Ao You refused decisively with a cold face.

"Okay, then come to me if you have something to do, I will open the door for you to ventilate first."

Fu Zixu didn't force it, and walked out with the food box.

Ao You's gaze on Fu Zixu's back was a little tangled, but she wasn't full yet...

For the next day, Fu Zixu and Aoyou were in the bathroom and the bedroom, except for Fu Zixu delivering food to the bathroom during lunch and dinner, the two had no interaction.

After dinner, Fu Zixu went into the bathroom and closed the door behind his back.

Aoyou suddenly became alert, "Human, what are you doing?"

"Take a bath." Fu Zixu said it as a matter of course.

The memory that was deliberately forgotten came back again, Ao You's face turned red into steamed shrimp in an instant, "No way!"

"I want to go out." Under Fu Zixu's suspicious gaze, Ao You supported the bathtub wall with his hands, trying to stand up, but slipped and almost fell back.

Fu Zixu quickly caught the man, "If you want to go out, I will carry you out, as if you can go out by yourself."

Holding the mermaid whose body was covered in powder, Fu Zixu felt as if something was going to break out of the chaos, but he was not sure yet.

Carrying Ao You from the bathroom to the sofa, Fu Zixu took a blanket, "Can you get out of the water? Do you want me to soak the blanket for you?"

"No need." Pulling off the blanket, Ao You didn't dare to look at Fu Zixu, but just stared at the city lights in the distance outside the window.

After Fu Zixu took a bath, he went to look at the mermaid again, only to find that the originally shiny and huge fish tail was dim in color. Obviously, a creature like a mermaid cannot live without water—to be precise, it is the fish tail that cannot be separated from water.

Looking at Ao You who didn't realize it and was still playing with the remote control, Fu Zixu felt that this mermaid might be really stupid.

Carrying the mermaid back, Fu Zixu didn't go to the balcony to blow the air this time, and went back to the bedroom to sleep honestly, suppressing the trivial strangeness in his heart by the way.

Early the next morning, it was still the breakfast brought by the professional meal delivery person Zuo Jinrong. Fu Zixu looked at the third breakfast with satisfaction, and decided to listen to the writer's request as much as possible later.

"The writer is on his way here. Your secluded place is too ingenious and hard to find. I have to go to greet you. You should clean up the table. It's hard work."

After eating the last bite, Zuo Jinrong glanced at the time, it was too late, after all, he couldn't let the patron's father wait for him.

Fu Zixu had this intention, and told Zuo Jinrong to leave at ease, then she casually stuffed everything on the table back into the food box, and sent the breakfast to Ao You.

Waiting for Fu Zixu to boil a pot of water, three cars, two black and one white, just stopped in front of the wooden building.

The white one belonged to Zuo Jinrong. Another black SUV got on and off four bodyguards. Finally, a woman in black got off in the back seat of the black car. Very ethnic clothing is rare, with long sleeves and trousers, loose-fitting It is also pure black embroidered with golden crane and cloud pattern, which does not look bulky at all in this summer, but rather fairy-like.

The other party was also wearing an exaggerated hat, and Fu Zixu looked down from above, unable to see anything at all.

Four bodyguards stood downstairs, and Zuo Jinrong led them up.

"Mr. Fu, this is our Teacher Jiu," Zuo Jinrong, who was following behind the writer, quickly put on a decent smile as soon as he went upstairs, and introduced them to each other, "Mr. Jiu, this is Teacher Fu Zixu." .”

This time Fu Zixu saw the other person's appearance clearly. How should I put it, she felt as if she was looking in a mirror. The half-dead state of the opposite person, the pale skin that had obviously not seen the sun for many years, was simply a replica of herself.

"Long time."

When Fu Zixu was looking at the other party, the other party was also looking at Fu Zixu, and stretched out his hand first.

"polite."

Fu Zixu and the other party's hands broke apart as soon as they touched each other. Those who didn't know it thought that there was some unhappiness between the two of them, but it scared Zuo Jinrong who was next to him enough.

"Miss Zuo, I want to talk to Teacher Fu alone, can I?"

The writer turned his head and looked at Zuo Jinrong beside him.

Zuo Jinrong's smile was uglier than crying. Looking at the two guys in front of him who were obviously not worry-free, even if there were 1 worries, he could only bite the bullet and nod, "Of course."

Before walking in, Zuo Jinrong anxiously wanted to wink at Fu Zixu, but the other party didn't look at him at all!

The only normal person left with ups and downs, and Fu Zixu and the writer didn't bother to pretend anymore, neither of them spoke, and sat down on the two wicker chairs at the same time.

"You didn't come to talk about painting."

It was an affirmative sentence rather than a question sentence. Fu Zixu could tell at a glance that the other party's purpose was not pure. Sure enough, how could there be a pie in the sky.

Faced with Fu Zixu's frankness, the writer did not deny it, but admitted generously, "Partly, the two are not contradictory."

Searching through the memory, Fu Zixu was sure that he did not know each other before, "Let's talk."

Both parties are happy people, so they will cut to the chase.

The writer put his hand on the rattan table, and a touch of silver flashed through the black loose cuff. When Fu Zixu thought it was a silver bracelet, he saw a small silver snake crawling out of the writer's wrist.

The pure white silver snake lay obediently by the writer's hand without moving.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Jiang Jiu. Just call me Lao Jiu. I think we have a more important cooperation that we can talk about."

Lao Jiu didn't go into details, and it was obvious that he was not sure about Fu Zixu's attitude.

I don't think I have any cooperation to discuss besides painting, but Fu Zixu didn't refuse rashly, "Tell me."

That's a play.

Lao Jiu put the silver snake with the same body on the ground, and when Fu Zixu looked down, he stretched out his fingers unexpectedly, and touched Fu Zixu's eyebrows.

A sense of danger made Fu Zixu's brows tingle, but he couldn't move.

After the false alarm, Fu Zixu looked at Lao Jiu with sharp eyes, her heart was shocked. She had no emotion, no perception, no pain and no fear, but just now, she felt a tingling pain between her brows, and a strange fear , this is simply impossible!

"It's better than I expected, and, it seems, you've discovered it yourself."

Withdrawing his fingers calmly, Lao Jiu drank his tea slowly, then set his eyes on the little silver snake that had crawled to the door of the bathroom, "Before we talk about business, let's invite this friend out together?"

Glancing at the bathroom, Fu Zixu's guard against this person reached its peak.

"Who the hell are you? You're not a writer."

"I'm a writer," Lao Jiu didn't care about Fu Zixu's vigilance, "I'm also a little special."

Lao Jiu nodded in the middle of his brows, where there was a not-so-obvious depression, "My third eye allows me to see something different, so I am a professional writer and a part-time master. "