Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

The lights were turned off in the carriage, and there was only a clear and melodious voice in the dark and secluded atmosphere. Fu Liang was so drunk that he was in a daze, and Ji Jiu felt sorry for him, so his movements were relatively gentle.

"Baby, tell me, what is your real mission?" Ji Jiu pressed his lips against his and asked.

He always understood his purpose, and getting Fu Liang drunk and pressing Fu Liang when he was in the weakest orgasm was also a strategy he had thought up before getting on the train.

Fu Liang closed his eyes: "Huh?"

Ji Jiu bit his ear again, his tone as gentle as water: "Baby, let me ask you, do you love me?"

Fu Liang's "love" overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Ji Jiu was very satisfied, and asked again: "What is your mission?"

Fu Liang's voice was like a mosquito: "Protect you."

"Uh..." Ji Jiu was stunned, intentionally hurt him, and asked again, "I'm asking what is the system task?"

Fu Liang was made very comfortable by him, and relaxed, "Assassinate Secretary Qian."

Ji Jiu evoked a faint smile of success in the darkness, and finally felt relieved.

He felt that Fu Liang's tone didn't sound like he was lying, and that the task of killing his boss was not benevolent. In addition, Ayu and Fu Liang both worked for old C, maybe old C and Secretary Qian had something unknown. It's a personal grievance, so it's not uncommon for Fu Liang to kill Secretary Qian.

After getting Fu Liang's answer, Ji Jiu has automatically completed the required parts of his logical closed loop in his mind.

Fu Liang fell asleep until about three o'clock in the afternoon the next day. After waking up, he only felt that his body had been used by Ji Jiu, but he couldn't remember other things clearly.

The weather outside the window is clear, the blue sky is as blue as washing, and the grasslands of the flat river can't be seen to the end.

Ji Jiu was sitting on another bed at this moment, dressed in women's clothing as usual.

"How long have I been asleep?" Fu Liang said to himself as he took the watch from his suit and put it on. His head still hurts.

Ji Jiu pushed the warm hangover soup on the small round table in front of him: "Honey, I reckon you should wake up now, I specially called you hangover soup, drink it while it's hot."

After putting on his underwear, Fu Liang sat at the table and took a sip of soup into his mouth. He raised his eyelids and asked, "You won't put something in the hangover soup again, and then prepare to confuse me?"

"Don't speak so harshly, you and I have a very close relationship, as good as one person, can I still harm you?" Ji Jiu winked at him, his tone still somewhat sincere.

If Fu Liang hadn't taught him too much, he might have been brainwashed by him.

"As if you never hurt me."

Fu Liang continued to drink the soup.

"Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll order a meal for you." Ji Jiu asked with concern.

Fu Liang shook his head: "I can't eat much...you can order me a sandwich."

Ji Jiu: "Sure enough, it's really duplicity."

He didn't bother Fu Liang for dinner, and looked at Fu Liang with affectionate eyes, as focused as watching a favorite movie.

"I'm not your pet dog, don't look at me like that." Fu Liang was extremely sensitive to his gaze.

"I don't have pets at home, but I definitely treat you better than cats and dogs. You won't be jealous of cats and dogs, right?" Ji Jiu licked the back of his teeth with the tip of his tongue, teasing him deliberately.

Although Fu Liang didn't want to talk to him, his mouth was quicker than his consciousness and said: "I'm not interested in competing with animals."

Ji Jiu smiled softly, it was a confident smile that controlled everything.

After he finished the last mouthful of the sandwich and took a sip of pure water from his glass to prevent choking, Ji Jiu said leisurely, "Honey, you told me a secret yesterday after you got drunk."

Fu Liang's nerves tensed immediately, but he was also worried that he was just alarmist, so he said calmly: "Really? What's the secret? Is there a scandal about your Ji family?"

He took another sip of water while talking, with a playful smile on the corners of his brows and eyes.

Ji Jiu knew that Nan satirized his family for countless scandals. He didn't care about those scandals, nor did he care about Fu Liang teasing him. Instead, he felt that the more Fu Liang teased him, the more it proved that Fu Liang was guilty. He thought it was a sign of Fu Liang's worry.

Therefore, he was even more sure that the news he got last night was accurate.

"Your real... mission."

The tip of Ji Jiu's tongue was slightly raised, and the corners of his lips curved in satisfaction.

"Oh, this..." Fu Liang pretended to be calm, raised his hand to loosen the tie, his eyes were dim, "Then you should talk about it."

"Assassination, killing, money, secretary, book." Ji Jiu gestured at him, and silently said each word.

Sure enough, there was a subtle change in Fu Liang's expression as he expected. He saw Fu Liang's face twitch slightly, and his lips were tightly pursed into a line. This was a natural and unconscious defensive state.

"Your silence tells me that you have lost again." Ji Jiu raised his eyebrows triumphantly, got up and went around the round table, walked to Fu Liang and sat down next to him, resting his elbows on the table, and gently resting his cheeks with his fingers, "Baby , don’t be sad, it’s normal to lose in my hands.”

It seemed that his consolation could not save Fu Liang's depression at this time, so he leaned closer and kissed him again: "Don't be unhappy, baby, can you have a smile? How about this...you know, I like playing games very much." , how about we play another game?"

"I'm not in the mood for any game..." Fu Liang felt disgusted even looking at him at this moment, "If you destroy my mission, we will have nothing but death waiting for us."

"In this case, then cherish the time, you and I should enjoy ourselves in time." Ji Jiu's scorching breath floated into Fu Liang's cochlea.

Fu Liang pushed him away and stood up: "I just got up, I don't want to lie down again, and I'm not in the mood."

Ji Jiu stared at him with eyes full of stars: "Since you don't want to lie down, then lie down."

"Uh..." Fu Liang slapped the table angrily, his right hand went numb for a moment, "I'm not in the mood to do anything with you now, don't you understand?"

Ji Jiu pursed his lips, his leisurely expression didn't change much, he thought for a while and said, "Honey, why don't I tell you about my new game rules, maybe you won't be so angry after you understand it. "

Fu Liang felt that the carriage was extremely stuffy, so he turned around and wanted to go out to get some air, but Ji Jiu's words held him back, and he struggled for two seconds to stabilize his mind: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Ji Jiu calmly said: "My new game is, if you obey me in that matter, then I will help you complete the task, how about it?"

"Will you help me?" Fu Liang suddenly felt the sun come out from the west, the water in the Pacific Ocean was dried up, and Ji Jiu's personality turned inexplicably.

However, Biaojiao's mind was inexplicable.

"Don't you want to die with me?" Fu Liang said coldly.

Ji Jiu stretched out his long legs, and rubbed his bare toes on his calf on purpose: "But I want to make trouble with you even more. I told me before that the person on my side has that kind of violence buff. I have endured for a long time for you, if you are willing to satisfy me, I will help you, okay?"

Ji Jiu's chess game is really a sure win, Fu Liang snorted and snorted, and tortured him to death before helping him out of the sea of ​​suffering...

"Just don't kill me." Fu Liang agreed.