Chapter 385 Provoked
In the living room, Qiao Zhun was sitting on the sofa, holding a bottle of blue fruit wine in his hand. He was half drunk, and the NBA game was being broadcast live on TV.
The sound of the TV audio was so loud that it overshadowed the sound of her footsteps going downstairs, but he was so fascinated by it that he didn't even notice that she had come down.
Amon went straight to him and sat down, and asked him, "Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."
"Take it yourself in the refrigerator." He replied casually, never taking his eyes off the TV screen.
Amon stood up silently and went into the kitchen.
Only then did Qiao Zhun look at her back, the corner of his mouth raised a beautiful arc, and a word popped out in his mind-Jinwu Zangjiao, this feeling made him inexplicably excited.
Until there was a sudden crisp sound from the kitchen, my heart trembled for no reason, and I didn't have the mind to watch the football game, so I quickly got up and walked into the kitchen.
It turned out that she accidentally dropped a plate, and scattered vegetable residues and ceramic shards on the ground.
She tidied up the mess in a hurry, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I will pay you the plate."
He frowned slightly, walked up to her and knelt down, reached out to hold her uninjured arm, pulled her up, and said expressionlessly: "You don't need to apologize, go and wash your hands."
"But..." She still thought about it, but his eyes were too domineering, which weakened her momentum.
"Go." He let go of his hand, with a tone of noncommittal.
"Okay then, I'll clean up later." She had no choice but to obediently go to the bathroom to wash her hands.
When she came back again, the kitchen was clean, the mess just now had been cleaned up, and he was still carrying the broom and garbage shovel.
Aman moved his lips, this guy would actually take the initiative to do housework!
"Wait in the living room. I'll get you some food later." He glanced at her casually and continued to work on the movements of his hands.
Aman hurried over and refused, "How can that be, I can't eat and drink for nothing with you."
"What's wrong with my girlfriend eating and drinking for free at my house." He said coldly, dodging her outstretched hands with a flash of his body.
Amon was at a loss for words. She was his kind of girlfriend... Forget it, this is his home, he has the final say.
"Then I'll go out first." She turned around and walked out disheveledly.
Qiao Zhun smiled slightly, picked up the broom, the trash shovel, and walked out together.
After tossing about for ten minutes, he made a supper from the kitchen and brought it to her, "This is rice porridge. It may not taste so delicious, but it is good for digestion."
"Thank you." Amang said thank you politely. She was already starving, so she didn't say anything, and just picked up the spoon to eat the porridge.
Qiao Zhun stared at her every move quietly, feeling an inexplicable sweetness spreading in her heart. It turned out that there was a woman in the family who had such an experience, and this feeling was not bad.
After supper, Aman fell into sleepiness again, said good night and hurried upstairs.
Qiao Zhun continued to watch the game.
Unconsciously, it was very bright, and Amang didn't get up until after ten o'clock. When he got up, he was not at home, but he left her breakfast and a note.
The note said: If you are bored, you can go out for a walk. If you want to play games, be careful in everything. If you encounter trouble, ask someone from my guild for help. See you tonight.
That guy has gone to work, right? Regardless of him, it has nothing to do with her.
After breakfast, Amon walked into his study, passed through the blue portal, and boarded the game.
Yesterday was a waste of a day, and she didn't do any tasks. Today she wants to make up for yesterday's vacancy. While she is still in the novice stage, she must familiarize herself with the rules of the game as soon as possible.
The novice tasks are very simple, except for running errands, there is very little fighting, but this is a real game, almost everything has to be done by the player, and running is very tiring.
Two hours later, she finally finished all the tasks that required running errands, and there was only one task that required fighting. Now that her hand was injured, fighting was impossible. She planned to wait for Qiao Zhun to go online before finding him She helps.
Coming out of the Berserker Alliance, she wanted to find a quiet place to hang up, but unexpectedly, someone stopped her.
It's those female players with bows and arrows again!
She didn't know the name, but she remembered that the woman who took the lead was the wife of the legendary Invincible God.
"Hey, you." The woman pointed at her nose with an arrogant face and said coldly, "I heard that you are Master Qiao's woman?"
Aman raised his eyebrows, he was very disgusted with this kind of person, so he didn't reply, pretended not to hear, and turned to leave.
"Don't go!" The woman followed up and grabbed her injured arm. The pain made her gasp, and she quickly dodged and turned to face the shrew.
"Grandmother, try to touch me again." Amang's eyes sank, her tone was a bit cruel, even if her hand was injured, she was sure to beat this kind of vase-like woman.
"Who are you calling an eighth woman!" The woman became unhappy in an instant, and raised her hand to be violent.
Amang smiled coldly, raised his uninjured hand, and easily blocked the opponent's slap, then raised his foot with lightning speed, and kicked it hard.
"Ah—" the woman screamed, and her body fell two meters out of control.
The group of women following her immediately ran over to help her, and they said something in Japanese.
Aman snorted coldly, turned around and left, so as not to be caught by patrol soldiers.
After walking a few steps, someone shouted from behind: "Liu Mengmeng, at three o'clock this afternoon, there will be a battle at the south gate of the city, whoever doesn't come is the grandson!"
Amang looked back at the group of women, smiled coldly, and replied: "Old women, my aunts have been unfilial since childhood, so I will not accompany you."
Leave the words behind, turn around and leave, leaving only a handsome back.
The women cursed angrily: "It's too much! Xiaoxi, are we going to let her go like this?"
"That's right, Xiaoxi, look at her flirtatious appearance, I really want to beat her to death!"
The girl named Xiaoxi was the wife of a great god who was kicked away by Amans, she gritted her teeth and said, "After Ah Jin goes online, I must let Ah Jin take care of this bitch!"
……
The street was deserted, and there were not many online players at this time. Amang walked aimlessly for a while, and suddenly noticed something unusual. He turned around and saw a girl.
A black-haired, yellow-skinned girl with a very handsome appearance, wearing the same novice uniform given by the bar owner as her, and I don't know if she is Chinese.
Seeing that the stalking was discovered, the girl simply walked over and said with a smile: "Sister Mengmeng, hello, my name is Lin Buhui, and I belong to the Eastern Guild."
(End of this chapter)
In the living room, Qiao Zhun was sitting on the sofa, holding a bottle of blue fruit wine in his hand. He was half drunk, and the NBA game was being broadcast live on TV.
The sound of the TV audio was so loud that it overshadowed the sound of her footsteps going downstairs, but he was so fascinated by it that he didn't even notice that she had come down.
Amon went straight to him and sat down, and asked him, "Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."
"Take it yourself in the refrigerator." He replied casually, never taking his eyes off the TV screen.
Amon stood up silently and went into the kitchen.
Only then did Qiao Zhun look at her back, the corner of his mouth raised a beautiful arc, and a word popped out in his mind-Jinwu Zangjiao, this feeling made him inexplicably excited.
Until there was a sudden crisp sound from the kitchen, my heart trembled for no reason, and I didn't have the mind to watch the football game, so I quickly got up and walked into the kitchen.
It turned out that she accidentally dropped a plate, and scattered vegetable residues and ceramic shards on the ground.
She tidied up the mess in a hurry, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I will pay you the plate."
He frowned slightly, walked up to her and knelt down, reached out to hold her uninjured arm, pulled her up, and said expressionlessly: "You don't need to apologize, go and wash your hands."
"But..." She still thought about it, but his eyes were too domineering, which weakened her momentum.
"Go." He let go of his hand, with a tone of noncommittal.
"Okay then, I'll clean up later." She had no choice but to obediently go to the bathroom to wash her hands.
When she came back again, the kitchen was clean, the mess just now had been cleaned up, and he was still carrying the broom and garbage shovel.
Aman moved his lips, this guy would actually take the initiative to do housework!
"Wait in the living room. I'll get you some food later." He glanced at her casually and continued to work on the movements of his hands.
Aman hurried over and refused, "How can that be, I can't eat and drink for nothing with you."
"What's wrong with my girlfriend eating and drinking for free at my house." He said coldly, dodging her outstretched hands with a flash of his body.
Amon was at a loss for words. She was his kind of girlfriend... Forget it, this is his home, he has the final say.
"Then I'll go out first." She turned around and walked out disheveledly.
Qiao Zhun smiled slightly, picked up the broom, the trash shovel, and walked out together.
After tossing about for ten minutes, he made a supper from the kitchen and brought it to her, "This is rice porridge. It may not taste so delicious, but it is good for digestion."
"Thank you." Amang said thank you politely. She was already starving, so she didn't say anything, and just picked up the spoon to eat the porridge.
Qiao Zhun stared at her every move quietly, feeling an inexplicable sweetness spreading in her heart. It turned out that there was a woman in the family who had such an experience, and this feeling was not bad.
After supper, Aman fell into sleepiness again, said good night and hurried upstairs.
Qiao Zhun continued to watch the game.
Unconsciously, it was very bright, and Amang didn't get up until after ten o'clock. When he got up, he was not at home, but he left her breakfast and a note.
The note said: If you are bored, you can go out for a walk. If you want to play games, be careful in everything. If you encounter trouble, ask someone from my guild for help. See you tonight.
That guy has gone to work, right? Regardless of him, it has nothing to do with her.
After breakfast, Amon walked into his study, passed through the blue portal, and boarded the game.
Yesterday was a waste of a day, and she didn't do any tasks. Today she wants to make up for yesterday's vacancy. While she is still in the novice stage, she must familiarize herself with the rules of the game as soon as possible.
The novice tasks are very simple, except for running errands, there is very little fighting, but this is a real game, almost everything has to be done by the player, and running is very tiring.
Two hours later, she finally finished all the tasks that required running errands, and there was only one task that required fighting. Now that her hand was injured, fighting was impossible. She planned to wait for Qiao Zhun to go online before finding him She helps.
Coming out of the Berserker Alliance, she wanted to find a quiet place to hang up, but unexpectedly, someone stopped her.
It's those female players with bows and arrows again!
She didn't know the name, but she remembered that the woman who took the lead was the wife of the legendary Invincible God.
"Hey, you." The woman pointed at her nose with an arrogant face and said coldly, "I heard that you are Master Qiao's woman?"
Aman raised his eyebrows, he was very disgusted with this kind of person, so he didn't reply, pretended not to hear, and turned to leave.
"Don't go!" The woman followed up and grabbed her injured arm. The pain made her gasp, and she quickly dodged and turned to face the shrew.
"Grandmother, try to touch me again." Amang's eyes sank, her tone was a bit cruel, even if her hand was injured, she was sure to beat this kind of vase-like woman.
"Who are you calling an eighth woman!" The woman became unhappy in an instant, and raised her hand to be violent.
Amang smiled coldly, raised his uninjured hand, and easily blocked the opponent's slap, then raised his foot with lightning speed, and kicked it hard.
"Ah—" the woman screamed, and her body fell two meters out of control.
The group of women following her immediately ran over to help her, and they said something in Japanese.
Aman snorted coldly, turned around and left, so as not to be caught by patrol soldiers.
After walking a few steps, someone shouted from behind: "Liu Mengmeng, at three o'clock this afternoon, there will be a battle at the south gate of the city, whoever doesn't come is the grandson!"
Amang looked back at the group of women, smiled coldly, and replied: "Old women, my aunts have been unfilial since childhood, so I will not accompany you."
Leave the words behind, turn around and leave, leaving only a handsome back.
The women cursed angrily: "It's too much! Xiaoxi, are we going to let her go like this?"
"That's right, Xiaoxi, look at her flirtatious appearance, I really want to beat her to death!"
The girl named Xiaoxi was the wife of a great god who was kicked away by Amans, she gritted her teeth and said, "After Ah Jin goes online, I must let Ah Jin take care of this bitch!"
……
The street was deserted, and there were not many online players at this time. Amang walked aimlessly for a while, and suddenly noticed something unusual. He turned around and saw a girl.
A black-haired, yellow-skinned girl with a very handsome appearance, wearing the same novice uniform given by the bar owner as her, and I don't know if she is Chinese.
Seeing that the stalking was discovered, the girl simply walked over and said with a smile: "Sister Mengmeng, hello, my name is Lin Buhui, and I belong to the Eastern Guild."
(End of this chapter)
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