The boss treats me as a brother

Chapter 97 Just let him listen

Because of the drunkenness, Tong Zhuo's expression was a little cute, she looked down at her clothes for a while, and went straight to the bathroom.

Thinking that the stinky brother was still drunk, he followed closely with some worry.

Seeing that the little boy went in without even taking the changed clothes, he couldn't help but smiled, and walked to the closet with his long legs.

The clothes in the closet were neatly folded, and there was a fresh scent of laundry detergent.

Jing Chen took a set of dark pajamas and went outside the bathroom to knock on the door.

The sound of running water in the bathroom stopped, there was a rustling sound, and the door opened.

When Jing Chen handed in the clothes, he was surprised to see that the short hair of the young boy was completely wet and he was still wearing a dirty school uniform!

Is this taking a shower with clothes on?Very drunk!
Tong Zhuo took the pajamas, and before the man reminded him, he closed the bathroom door with a bang, followed by the sound of the door being locked from the inside.

Jing Chen raised his eyebrows and sat on the sofa outside.

The little boy looked delirious, he was worried about letting her take a bath alone, so he waited outside, so that he could rescue the scene in time if something happened.

Maybe it was because of being drunk, Tong Zhuo took twice as long to take a shower, and his whole body was suffocated by the steam.

As soon as he stepped out of the bathroom door, he saw a man lying lazily on the sofa playing with his mobile phone.

Looking at each other, Jing Chen was nervous: "Why is your face so red? Fever?"

As he spoke, he saw the fog like dry ice coming out of the bathroom.

Tong Zhuo: "I forgot to turn on the exhaust."

Jing Chen: "..."

He touched the little boy's forehead and left her room after making sure she was fine. Before leaving, he urged, "Take a good rest."

Tong Zhuo obediently climbed onto the bed and put on the quilt, but couldn't sleep.

Want to set off fireworks...

In the early hours of the morning, Jing Chen fell into a drowsy sleep when a strange noise from the door woke him up.

The man jumped up from the bed like a leopard, and there was a gun with a cold light in his palm.

No, when the door opened, I saw a familiar figure.

Jing Chen stuffed the gun under the bed calmly, walked over, glanced at the nearly scrapped door lock, and had a headache, "What's the matter?"

Tong Zhuo's serious expression made him feel helpless, "I want to set off fireworks."

Jing Chen had a worse headache, he walked over and rubbed her hairy head, "It's too late, it will disturb people's dreams."

Tong Zhuo tilted his head and thought for a while, "Then I'll just play it for you."

Jing Chen: "???"

Am I not human? !

He said depressingly: "There is no gift box."

Tong Zhuo's eyes were bright, "It's okay, I have a solution." Then, she opened her mouth, "Shhhhhhhhh!"

Jing Chen: "!!!"

Tong Zhuo: "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Jing Chen looked at his stinky brother in shock, so, without the display box, can he still talk? !
Tong Zhuo smiled, and when she saw the man walk into the bedroom, she quickly followed him, and continued to whisper "咻——啦!" in his ear.

Jing Chen was a little broken, Danfeng's eyes reflected the handsome face of the young boy who was getting more and more excited, he couldn't help grinding his teeth, this is really a peerless grinder!
However, Mo Renjing is still very sober occasionally. After the "swoosh, swoosh" slap is thirsty, he will pour himself a glass of water to moisten his throat, and then continue to slap.

Wherever Jing Chen moved, Tong Zhuo also moved there.

As she said herself, only for him to listen to!
(End of this chapter)