Are you crazy? The hero is delivering

Qin Chong tossed and turned on the plane and couldn't fall asleep. His body was sore and painful, and he seemed to have a slight fever.

He unconsciously buried his head deeply under the blanket, but he couldn't get rid of the guilt and guilt that filled his mind.

After spending so long with no desires, Qin Chong felt that he had been completely sublimated.Unexpectedly, Liu Mingyu's kiss and body temperature easily disintegrated his defense line. Without too much teasing, even without saying a word, his body automatically surrendered.

Crazy, in a place like that... what the hell did he do?

Liu Mingyu went crazy for a while, and left without saying a word.

Before leaving, his expression was nothing but contempt and sarcasm, piercing Qin Chong's heart like a knife. He had never felt that he was so lowly, so dirty that he even despised himself.

On the plane all the way to the destination, even the panda eyes came out.

Just after passing the pass, a man greeted him from afar: "Mr. Qin, my name is Orson, my Chinese name is Ao Sen, and I'm your assistant."

Qin Chong stared at the nearly two-meter-tall giant in front of him, and was stunned: "I didn't hire an assistant?"

"Oh, it was arranged by Mr. Luo."

"Lowie invited it? Then how do you calculate your salary?"

"Mr. Luo has paid my salary for one year in advance."

"Okay then, let's go." Qin Chong suddenly gained confidence, thinking in his heart that Luo Wei really has a big heart, and if he pays his salary for a year, he is not afraid that he will disappear directly from the world?

Orson directly picked up the suitcase and strode out.

Qin Chong followed behind with a limp, his waist almost broken.

Orson stuffed the luggage into the trunk swiftly, looked back to see that Qin Chong hadn't reached the front of the car, and came back with big strides: "Sir, do you need my help?"

"No, no, no! I'll go by myself!" His posture was too aggressive, and Qin Chong was afraid that he would put himself on his shoulders and walk away, so he hurriedly showed that he was weak and strong.

"It's okay, you're welcome!" Orson supported Qin Chong, and Qin Chong felt that he took off in an instant and landed on the car in the next second.

"……thanks."

"You don't need to be polite, and don't be afraid. You will know after getting along for a long time. I like this job very much and I do a good job." Orson's self-awareness is quite accurate, "If I don't do well, Mr. Luo They won't hire me either."

"Have you always been an assistant?"

"No, this is the first time. I have worked as a bodyguard, waiter, supermarket security guard, fitness trainer, and by the way, I have also worked as an interpreter for a while."

Good guy, old tool man.

Lowe paid the salary of an assistant to hire Orson, who can hold so many roles, it seems to be a huge profit...

It was quite to Qin Chong's appetite that he was so straightforward, so Qin Chong simply let it go: "Osen, you speak Chinese well."

"Really? Probably because I'm of mixed race."

"Where are you going?"

"Boulogne with Touraine."

The north is mixed with the Midwest, isn't that the same as Inner Mongolia mixed with Sichuan?

"Hehehe, you are so funny..."

"I used to work in Chinatown before, and the boss praised me so much, and even gave me a very affectionate nickname."

"What nickname?"

"The leftover dog."

Orson=Gongsheng, this boss has taken all the bamboo shoots on the mountain.

"You laughed, it seems that this must be a very good name."

"Well... there is a very beautiful meaning, that is, safe and healthy without worrying about food and drink." Qin Chong almost suffocated himself, and quickly changed the subject, "Goose left, ah no, Orson... Luo Wei How far is the planned residence?"

"It's about an hour's drive, you can take a rest first." Orson said seriously, "Also, I hope we can be more friendly and don't always call me by my full name. You can call me dog leftover from now on. .”

"Okay, Orson..."

"Call me a dog."

Qin Chong: ...

Qin Chong was considering whether to talk to Orsonk about the true meaning of Gousheng when his cell phone rang suddenly.

——Has Orson picked you up already?How was your journey?

Luo Wei was so thoughtful that he opened international roaming for him as soon as he landed.

Qin Chong did mental construction for a long time, typed, deleted, deleted, and typed, and finally only said: "Everything is fine."

Lowe immediately replied: "Then you have a good rest. The bathroom in the residence is very comfortable. You can take a dip in the bathtub to relieve your fatigue."

Inexplicably, he suddenly mentioned the bathroom, as if he knew something so he meant something, but Qin Chong didn't dare to ask more questions, so he simply didn't answer, and just stuffed the phone in his bag.

"Mr. Luo has already arranged your itinerary. I will accompany you to familiarize yourself with the surrounding environment during the day tomorrow. The time to have dinner with Stephen Han is arranged the day after tomorrow. If you have any questions, you can call me at any time, and I will be there on call .In addition, there is WIFI in the house, and the password is written on the card on the plate.”

"it is good."

"Mr. Luo said that you may need to use the bathtub. Let me explain how to use it for you first... Or should I put the water in for you first?"

"No, I'll do it myself!"

Almighty Orson wants to take care of the servants too.

"Today's dinner was originally ordered in a high-end restaurant. Mr. Luo didn't come. I think you probably don't want to eat alone, so I asked them to deliver it. They didn't want to deliver it, saying that it would look like their high-end meal. As with fast food delivery, I tried my best to convince them, but in the end they relented."

What kind of persuasion, obviously won the quarrel.

"Thank you, Orson." Qin Chong smiled wryly. What strange things are in Luo Wei's mind?Don't say he didn't come, he just came, the two men sat there for a candlelight dinner, the style of the picture is not very normal.

"You're welcome, Mr. Qin. Also, call me a dog."

Qin Chong finally gave in: "Okay, thank you, Dog Leftover."

After finally dismissing Orson, Qin Chong finally had time to take a good look around this residence that will accompany him for more than half a year.

Lowe booked a whole rented apartment, and the location was very convenient.The Seine River meanders through the window, and the bright sunlight shrouds the top of the ancient building. The shades of light and shadow are like a thick and colorful oil painting, full of artistic atmosphere and exotic atmosphere.

The furnishings in the room are not complicated, and under the simple tone, all kinds of decorations and knick-knacks all contain the atmosphere of life.It is an indescribable sense of security and belonging, a special taste called home.

The most special thing in this room is the large round bathtub behind the arched window. From the setting sun to the bright moon rising in the east, the blend of leisure and passion, and the collision of modern and classic are all reflected in this square inch.

Qin Chong didn't turn on the water, and simply lay under the bathtub with his clothes on.

Lying in this position, the cold and hard temperature of the bathtub penetrated through the clothes, taking away the warmth of the skin itself a little bit, and making the pain he wanted to ignore more profound and detailed.

After an unknown amount of time, he was suddenly awakened by a slightly hot touch.

He actually fell asleep in the bathtub—probably because he accidentally knocked on the faucet when he turned over, and hot water gushed in.

He hurriedly turned off the faucet, lying on the edge of the bathtub, panting heavily.

In his sleep, a mess of scenes kept changing, and he couldn't tell whether it was Liu Mingyu or Luo Wei, or the image of two people intertwined with each other.

I'm sorry Liu Mingyu, and I'm sorry Luo Wei.

Going crazy.

With his wet hands, he picked up the cell phone that had fallen on the ground, and guiltily flipped through Moments, for fear of seeing Liu Mingyu going crazy again.

Yet nothing.

Everyone is living according to the original track, and no one seems to notice that he has disappeared.When Liu Mingyu didn't make any fuss, didn't show his presence, it seemed that even he didn't exist anymore.

Qin Chong was stunned for a while, and finally pressed Liu Mingyu's name, and slowly typed a line - I will be back.

A red exclamation point popped out.

The message has been sent, but was rejected by the other party.

Qin Chong froze for a few seconds, then dialed Luo Wei directly.

"Hello? What's the matter, it's midnight here now...Brother Chong, why are you calling at this time?" Luo Wei fell into a drowsy sleep, and his voice was muffled in his throat, with a taste of coquettishness.

"Why does Liu Mingyu know about our flight? Why is his check-in time so accurate that he will arrive as soon as you leave?"

"Brother Chong..."

"You know what he did, and you pretended to tell me to take a bath? While not allowing me to interact with him again, you told him to go crazy...Luo Zhengqi, are you sick too?"

Luo Wei was silent for a while: "I just hope he recognizes the fact that you will never come back again. Do you think I feel better about what happened later?"

Qin Chong smashed the phone hard, then laughed hysterically.

Even though everything is over, he is still a pawn for these two people to fight against each other.

Uncle, who did he shovel up the ancestral graves in his previous life and did something wrong? Only in this life can he meet such lunatics, and he only meets two of them at once.

In the end, it was Orson who came to fish Qin Chong out. At that time, the water in the bathtub was already completely cold, and Qin Chong was soaking in the cold water with his face upside down, which almost scared Orson out of his body.

"Mr. Qin, what are you doing?"

"Um...surfing."

"what?"

Orson would definitely report this to Luo Wei, but Qin Chong didn't explain too much, Orson handed him the towel, and he just sat there and wiped it.

In Orson's eyes, he was either a dangerous lunatic or a fool who couldn't even use a bathtub.

"Olson, where's the bathrobe?" Qin Chong shook his hair, which had been soaked for too long, like seaweed that grew wet and exploded in all directions.

"It's in the closet." Orson took the bathrobe and turned back, only to find that Qin Chong was unbuttoning his shirt one by one.Every time one was untied, the shirt slid down the shoulders, showing a more fragile and transparent feeling like glass than the soaked skin.

"Thank you... Gou Sheng..." Qin Chong was amused by his serious tone of calling Gou Sheng, and when he smiled, the tear mole in the corner of his eyes also came alive, as if he was about to pull someone else's heart and jump out together.

Orson was dumbfounded.

He had seen a lot of orientals in Chinatown, he had seen some very good-looking ones, and he had seen boys pretending to be girls singing and singing, but he had never seen Qin Chong like this.

He was like a ball of fire inside and out, clearly burning but without warmth.

"Gongsheng, let's go to the Champs Elysees tomorrow."

"But Mr. Luo said..."

"To the Champs Elysees, I said."