Under One: The Dragon's Wife

Chapter 330 Young Master Gives You A Ride

While lathering on his body, he asked me why I was timid, and I was speechless for a while: "You are the one who is timid, you wash it quickly, and I will wash it after washing..."

In fact, the hot water that came out of the shower already gave me goosebumps after leaving the shower. I really don't enjoy taking a bath in winter.

The long worm dragged me over: "You get goosebumps from the cold, I'm not afraid of the cold, you wash first."

I glanced at him, feeling a little hot on my face, I haven't been together for more than a month, so I still feel a little uncomfortable.

After I took a careless shower, I wrapped my hair in a dry towel and went upstairs. After washing, Chang Mo came up with a hair dryer to help me dry my hair. My hair volume is not small, and it is very long. Every time I blow my hair, I feel There is no love in life, but he is more patient than me.

When blowing my hair, his fingertips brushed against my earlobe and neck from time to time. I felt like a deer was bumping around in my heart, and I didn't want him to see my strangeness, for fear of embarrassment.

It took a long time to dry his hair. Halfway through he lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth. I looked back and fell in love. If smoking doesn’t damage his health, I’m still very happy that he shows me how handsome he is every day...

"Not to mention, the cigarette Chen Linan gave is not bad, I will smoke this from now on."

I was so shocked that I realized that I had created a 'smoker' with my own hands...

When he was lying on the bed after drying his hair, Chang Chong was reading a book, the book he often read at the entrance.He leaned against the bedside and flipped through a book with a cigarette between his fingers.There is heating in the house, so the windows are closed tightly. Once he smokes a lot, the room is filled with smoke, and I smell it a little bit: "Old smoker, stop smoking, you are going to choke me to death." ?"

Chang Chong stared intently at the book, snuffed out the cigarette with the hand holding the cigarette, then got out of bed and opened the window to breathe.

I reached out and turned off the light to go to bed. Whether I turn off the light or not doesn't affect Chang Chong's reading. I couldn't sleep when I turned off the light before, but now I feel that Chang Chong feels safe by my side.

When I was in a daze of sleep, I felt that the worm lay down beside me. He habitually stretched out his arms to hug me. The eagerness in my heart was hooked up by him again, and I unconsciously moved my body to approach him. Some.

Seeing me crawling into his arms, he patted me lightly like coaxing a child, and I angrily scolded him: "Thinking about children like crazy?"

The movements of Chang Chong's hands stopped: "I thought I was disturbing you to sleep... How can I treat you as a daughter, how embarrassing... I can't bear it if you call me dad..."

I twisted his waist: "Get lost!"

After a while, it quieted down again. There is no more to say, and I am too embarrassed to hint too clearly. He was not so honest before, so why doesn't he think about that at all now...

It was too late, I fell asleep after a while, and didn't get up until noon the next day.I finally understood why Chang Chong was so honest at night. Looking at Jiu'er lying on my pillow, I suspected that she had been in our bed the whole time last night, but I didn't notice it...

Habitually waking up and looking through the phone first, Chen Linan has already called me the money. In his opinion, what we did for him was to turn his life around, and we gave him a lot of money. Only I think we actually helped him. It didn't take much effort, and it was much simpler than the dangers I encountered before.

After arriving at the entrance of the hall, I lit the incense and went to meditate. Jiu'er and Gongsun Qinghan kept chattering and didn't know what they were talking about. Start fighting.

I was forced to meditate and was confused by them, and finally I was distracted by them. Finally I gave up, I should meditate at night... Blame my cultivation base is not advanced, the six sense organs are not pure...

As soon as I took out my mobile phone to play a game, a person came in at the door, and the hall suddenly fell silent. I looked up and saw that it was Chu Yufan, but he finally came back. It seemed that I had to treat him to dinner tonight.

"How are you recently?"

Facing Chu Yufan's question, I put on a half-smile: "What do you think?"

He smiled bitterly: "It must be bad, it seems that I asked too much. I didn't expect that something would happen to Qu Tianfeng by your side..."

What does he mean by that?
Chang Chong reacted more violently than me, and said in a cold voice: "If you come to sow discord, the gate is over there. If you can't move your legs, I will give you a ride."

Chu Yufan smiled faintly: "Don't be so reckless, it's not good for you. I'm just passing by. I just came back and haven't finished my rest yet. Let's have dinner together in the evening." After speaking, he turned and left, as if he was really just passing by.

Gongsun Qinghan said softly: "He has a bad stomach, I always feel that he has no good intentions, why don't you go to eat?"

I said: "He has no good intentions. His idea is that he treats guests. I'll pay the bill. It's just a meal. You won't die, and you aren't allowed to go."

Gongsun Qinghan fell silent, he probably thought I would take him with him, right?It doesn't count if you don't eat 8000 yuan for that meal, so let's forget it.

The place I chose for dinner at night is a hot pot restaurant with a Sichuan-Chongqing brand. I ordered the extremely spicy pot bottom. I am from Sichuan.

After ordering the dishes, I asked Chu Yufan if he wanted a beer, and he shook his head, "No."

I squinted my eyes and said, "Yes, rich people drink red wine, but it's a pity that hot pot doesn't go well with red wine. Let me ask you again, are you sure you don't want beer or something else?"

He shook his head resolutely. I ordered four bottles of beer, and Chang Chong and I each had two bottles. We didn't drink for drinking, but for understanding spicy food.

Generally, the bottom of the more authentic hot pot gets hotter as it cooks. Chu Yufan choked on the spicy food at the first bite, coughed for a while, and the expression on his face was so rich.I tasted it, and it tastes quite authentic...

Chu Yufan stopped after taking a bite, and silently put down his chopsticks.I teased him: "Why don't you eat it? Can't you eat hot pot? Then next time you can choose a place yourself, and I will like it."

Chu Yufan closed his eyes: "I'm not very good at spicy food..."

I laughed: "I heard that people in the Northeast also like spicy food. It seems that there are different types of people, and some people are not too fond of spicy food."

Chu Yufan sighed in a dark way, caught by my eyes, I said: "Why don't you order another mandarin duck pot bottom? You eat clear soup."

Chu Yufan shook his head: "It's okay, I can eat."

I asked him if he still wanted a bottle of beer, and he didn't refuse this time. I opened a bottle for him, and he drank three glasses in a row, and his face turned red anyway.

(End of this chapter)