This Guy is Wrong

   Chapter 1726 Time and Space Merchant (4)

  Xi Jing went to change into the one just now and came out, Chu Zheng had already opened the door.

   She was looking outside, as if observing the environment.

  This place is a very old building. There is a corridor passing by, and there are many residents living there.

  This room is near the middle of the room, and you have to walk a certain distance to go downstairs.

   At this time, many people's doors were open, and people came in and out, busy in a crowd.

  Chuzheng is such a raw face, standing here, naturally attracts the attention of some people.

   But people here are probably more concerned about what to eat tomorrow, so curiosity is curiosity, and no one will meddle in business.

   "Cry, cry, cry, you know how to cry, how can you support such an unfortunate thing as you." In the next room, the man went out while scolding, carrying a box in his hand, like a repairman's tool box.

   The man scolded and left.

   This is the one who was still scolding the child last night.

  Xi Jing sorted out his clothes, trotted out, and locked the door: "I'm fine."

"Um."

   Chuzheng walked towards the stairs, Xi Jing followed her with her head down.

When    walked to the house near the stairs, a head suddenly stuck out: "Little dwarf, stop."

  Xi Jing's body was obviously stiff, and the hand holding the hem of his clothes tightened.

   Inside came a middle-aged man full of alcohol, sloppy, and he didn't take care of it for a long time.

   "Go, buy a bottle of wine for Lao Tzu and come back." The middle-aged man commanded Xi Jing.

  Xi Jing whispered: "I have no money..."

   The middle-aged man said in a rough voice, "I don't care if you have money, hurry up. What are you doing standing there, asking for a beating!"

   said that the middle-aged man raised his hand and was about to hit the seat path.

   Xi Jing didn't mean to fight back, he just instinctively retreated, but the pain in his imagination did not come, instead, the middle-aged man let out a scream.

   The cry was particularly harsh, and the rooms in the back all stuck their heads out to see.

  The middle-aged man was pinched by a little girl's wrist, and his body twisted down in a strange posture.

   This alcoholic is hated by the whole floor of people, but usually the alcoholics who hang out with the alcoholic are some random gangsters, they can't afford to provoke them, so everyone usually walks around him.

   Drunkards will occasionally pick up a little of their stuff, but it won't be too much. Everyone just bear with it and pass it. It's better than being called by thugs every three or five times.

   Only the child who lives alone on this floor is often caught and bullied by drunkards.

  Everyone can’t manage themselves well, and they don’t have time to manage others. On weekdays, everyone just looks at them, and then they do their own thing as if nothing happened.

  I didn't expect to see such a scene today.

   This little girl doesn't look big, she is slender and weak, the kind that falls over when the wind blows.

   But the alcoholic's pile of fat, in front of this little girl, has no ability to resist.

   Chuzheng lifted his foot and kicked the drunkard's lower body. The drunkard screamed again, clutching somewhere and fell to the ground, rolling around in pain.

   Chuzheng was annoying, he went up and kicked two more feet, lowered his body, and threatened in a low voice: "Let me see you move on him again, and I will kill you."

   What she said was not a big deal, and the alcoholic howled so fiercely that Xi Jing, who was standing behind, couldn't hear it clearly.

   The drunkard met Chuzheng's icy eyes, and the chill on his back seemed to suppress the heart-piercing pain, and a burst of fear surged in his heart.

   After kicking the zheng at the beginning, I feel that my soul has been sublimated and my body and mind are relaxed.

   Chuzheng came out, dragged Xi Jing downstairs, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

   Everyone looked at each other for a while, then walked out slowly, went to the drunkard's side, and looked around.

   "Who was that girl just now?"

   "Don't know... that child's relatives?"

   "No way, I haven't seen any relatives in him for so long."

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   Xijing was pulled by Chuzheng and staggered downstairs. The last few steps did not stabilize, and staggered and bumped into Chuzheng's back.

  Xi Jing covered his forehead and apologized in a panic: "I'm sorry..."

   Chuzheng was stuck in his throat in one breath, and he couldn't let it out even when he saw it.

   "Where is the place to sell clothes?"

  Xi Jing touched his forehead and whispered, "There is a shopping mall not far ahead."

   Chuzheng pulled him away and Xijing almost stumbled again, but this time Chuzheng was not as fast as before, so he could keep up.

   After walking a few steps, he realized that he was being held by her.

   The girl's hands are white and tender. At first glance, they have never worked, and they are very well maintained.

   Xi Jing froze.

she……

  Xi Jing thought about the roughness and wound on his hand, and suddenly wanted to withdraw his hand.

   However, Xi Jing didn't dare to struggle, and in the end it seemed like he was following Chuzheng with hands and feet.

   Fortunately, Chu Zheng's attention didn't seem to be on him, and he didn't pay much attention to him.

   When waiting for the green light, Xi Jing found his voice: "Are you all right?"

"never mind."

  Xi Jing paused for a while, and then asked: "Why...why did you faint on the road?"

   Chuzheng: "..."

   suddenly remembered that he might have seen his embarrassed appearance, did he want to kill himself?

   Finally thought that this should be her good person card, she resisted the urge, and after reciting the most important card for a few times, she said with a small face: "Accidental."

"Oh……"

   Xijing was well-behaved and did not ask any further questions.

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   The shopping mall mentioned by Xijing is a little different from the shopping mall mentioned by Chuzheng. This is a wholesale market at all.

  Chuzheng went first to buy two clothes for himself, but the money spent was not much, and it was really cheap to buy clothes here.

   Chuzheng pulled Xi to a men's clothing store: "Pick what you like."

  Xi Jing pointed at himself in astonishment, as if he couldn't believe it, Chu Zheng wanted him to pick out clothes.

   Chuzheng nodded.

   "I...don't...it's too expensive..." Xi Jing shook his head repeatedly.

   "You..." Chu Zheng took a deep breath: "You saved me, this is a thank you, pick it up quickly."

   "I just took you back, I didn't do anything, no need..." Xi Jing still refused, except that he took a little effort to bring her back, he didn't do anything after that, and he didn't get paid.

  Chuzheng let go of Xi Jing's hand, put it on his shoulder, and gently embraced the person in his arms: "What color do you like?"

  Xi Jing was suddenly hugged, his face turned red at first, and then he began to struggle.

  Chuzheng pressed his shoulders and stared at him: "Don't move around, you don't want to be too ugly here, right?"

  Seat Path: "..."

   He looked around, and sure enough someone was looking at him, the flush on his face became more obvious, and his heartbeat was beating wildly.

   "What color do you like?" Chuzheng asked again.

  Xi Jing pursed his lips and shook his head.

   Chuzheng didn't ask any more, just pointed to two sets of clothes and asked the store owner to bring the number he was wearing.

   "Do you try it yourself, or shall I help you?"

  Seat Path: "..."

  Xi Jing was forced to make his eyes a little red. When Chuzheng was pulling him to start, Xi Jing grabbed his clothes and went to the curtain next to him.

   Chuzheng watched the curtain fall and raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling better.

   (end of this chapter)