This Guy is Wrong

   Chapter 1739 Time and Space Merchant (17)

   "It's nothing." It's useless to talk to the good person card about this kind of thing, and it can't help, so I don't say it, so as not to have to explain it myself.

   Xi Jing was not a vexatious person. He knew that Chuzheng had something to do, but she didn't want to tell him, so he didn't ask.

   Back at the residence, Xi Jing pushed Chu Zheng to wash.

   "What to do?" I don't want to wash up yet!

   "You wash first." Xi Jing pushed Chuzheng in.

  “…”

   Chuzheng was inexplicably pushed in, so she had to wash up first.

   When she finished washing and went out, she found the room was dark: "Xi Jing?"

  嚓——

   A cluster of small flames lit up, reflecting the face of Attending Jing. In front of him was a bowl-sized cake with a candle stuck on it.

   Chuzheng was stunned for a moment, then walked over slowly, and directly picked up Xi Jing and held it in his arms: "Have you lived?"

  Xi Jing struggled and was pressed down by Chuzheng, shaking his head nervously: "No."

   Chuzheng rested his chin on his shoulder: "Then what are you doing?"

  Xi Jing's voice was soft: "No...it's not interesting, I just want to eat with you."

"Um?"

   Chuzheng's 'um' didn't know what it meant.

  Xi Jing asked nervously: "No... can't you?"

   "Of course you can." Chuzheng said at a leisurely pace, "You can do whatever you want." After all, you are my good person card, you can pick stars from the sky... that's impossible.

  Xi Jing seemed to be relieved and took Chuzheng's hand: "Can we blow candles together?"

   "It's not..." What candles are you blowing on your birthday!

   Chuzheng didn't say what he said, and silently pulled the cake in a little, the candlelight dispelled the darkness, and cast the shadows of the two on the window behind.

  The candle went out with a 'huh', and the room fell into darkness.

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ten minutes later.

   Xijing was forced to shrink into Chuzheng's arms, holding the cake and taking small bites with a spoon.

   "When is your birthday?"

   "Me?" Xi Jing held the spoon and pointed to himself.

"Um."

   Xi Jing licked the cream on his lips and said slowly, "February."

   "What number."

"nineteen."

  February 19th... I won't be able to celebrate his birthday until next year.

  Xi Jing poked the cake with a spoon. After a while, he asked aloud, "Are you still here next year?"

  Chuzheng raised his hand and touched his head: "Of course. I will be here in the future."

   Xi Jing blinked his eyes, and a faint and happy lustre flowed: "Really?"

"Um."

After Xi Jing was overjoyed, he lowered himself and asked anxiously, "Then will you leave me?"

   "Why did I leave you?" Can a good person card be thrown away? I don't want to live anymore? !

   "My existence is misfortune."

   His mother accidentally got pregnant with him. After giving birth to him, she was afraid of the rumors around her and held a grudge against him, and then she walked away.

  Grandpa suffered a lot because he wanted to take care of him.

  Xi Jing sometimes wondered if it was a mistake to live.

   He shouldn't be alive...

   "You met me."

   Chuzheng's voice interrupted Xi Jing's wild thoughts, and he turned to look at the people beside him.

   He heard her voice, like from a distant sky: "You will be lucky."

   Someone told him that he would be lucky...

  Xi Jing suddenly reached out and hugged her neck: "You must not leave me, I will be very good and obedient."

   "Well, no."

   Xi Jing hugged her and didn't let go, but instead tended to hug her tighter.

   "The seat path?"

   Xi Jing did not respond to her.

   Chuzheng continued to ask: "Are you crying?"

   "I didn't." She said that boys can't cry casually, but he didn't.

"real?"

   "Hmm..." Xi Jing's nasal tone was slightly heavy, clearly lying.

   "Then let me go first."

   "Don't..." Xi Jing refused in a low voice.

  Chuzheng gritted his teeth: "But you put the cake on my clothes!" I have to change my clothes again after riding a horse, no trouble!

  Seat Path: "..."

  Xi Jing hurriedly let go of Chuzheng, Chuzheng saw his reddish eyes at a glance: "Didn't you say you didn't cry?"

   "No... no tears." Xi Jing retorted in a low voice.

  “…”

   OK.

   If you say no, there is no.

   Chuzheng hugged him and sat beside the bed, took away the cake in his hand, and went to change clothes and wash again.

   Xi Jing listened to the sound of the water in the bathroom, and swayed his feet.

   Chuzheng opened the curtain and came out, and Xi Jing sat down immediately, with the words "beautiful" written all over his body.

  Chuzheng came over and plucked his hair twice: "Hurry up and wash."

  Xijing slid out of bed, reached out and fiddled with his messy hair, put on his clothes and went to take a shower.

  Xi Jing washed out and Chuzheng was already lying down, looking at the phone.

   Xijing went to find the quilt to make the floor, but he didn't turn it over for a long time.

   "I... Where's my quilt?" Xi Jing asked Chuzheng bravely.

   "Throw it." Chuzheng didn't lift his eyelids.

   "Throw..." Xi Jing's face was full of shock: "Why?"

   "You don't need it anymore." Chuzheng took it for granted.

   Xi Jing looked aggrieved: "Then how can I sleep..."

  Chuzheng put down the phone and stretched out his hand towards him: "Anyway, you will come here at night, so that you won't wake me up."

   Seat Path: "!!!"

   Chuzheng threw away all the quilts and blankets, and now it's her side...

  What can I do on the seat path?

   He froze for a while, then slowly stretched out his hand to accept Chuzheng's rogue clause.

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  Chuzheng is thinking about how to feed Xi Jing better every day, and then he will buy food for him in a different way.

   Don't worry about what to wear. After Chuzheng took him to buy clothes for the first time, he didn't need to try on the clothes at the back, they just bought them directly for him to wear.

   In a short period of time, the change of the seat diameter can be seen with the naked eye.

  From a sloppy little poor, into a delicate and beautiful young man.

  The surrounding residents are surprised, it's like changing a person...

   Chuzheng was not in a good mood.

   There are only more than fifty hours left in the countdown.

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  A high-end restaurant.

   "Mr. Peng, I really can't do anything about this, or are you looking for someone else to try?" The man shook his head regretfully, got up and left.

  Peng Wenchao, who remained in his seat, was ashen.

   If his company can't get more funds, it will be completely over.

   But now everyone is avoiding him, and no one is willing to help.

  Peng Wenchao seemed to think of something and took out a business card from his pocket.

   Just before he set off to come here, he met a man who gave him this business card and said he could be found if he needed it.

   That man was a little strange, Peng Wenchao was in a hurry and didn't think about it.

but……

  Click——

   Peng Wenchao was about to call the number on his business card when he suddenly put down a bottle of wine in front of him.

   "Sorry, I didn't call..."

  Peng Wenchao looked up and realized that the person delivering the wine was not a staff member of the restaurant, but a pretty little girl.

   (end of this chapter)