Quick Transmigration Guide: Boss, accept me!

Chapter 8 Boss, I don't want to be sick! (7)

Chapter 8 Boss, I don't want to be sick! (7)

Bai Zhi looked at him in horror, her voice trembling: "What happened?"

"You grind your teeth and snore while you sleep!" Wen Liang said with a smile.

Bai Zhi couldn't help but pounced on him and wanted to bite him, and the quilts wrapped around the two of them fell off after a toss.

Wen Liang looked at Bai Zhi with some embarrassment and bewilderment, and Bai Zhi watched Wen Liang's clavicle and abdominal muscle mermaid line slide all the way, and then uttered an 'ow' so that she covered her eyes in fright.

"Have you seen enough? I'll..." Wen Liang said softly and close to Bai Zhi's ear.

"No, no, boss, don't kill me!" Bai Zhi simply lay down on the bed and buried her face in the quilt, unable to come out.

...After about a minute, there was the rustling sound of getting dressed.

After a while, Bai Zhi felt her ass was patted and pinched, and finally felt covered with something.

Bai Zhi quietly showed a little gap and cast a glance at Wen Liang, Wen Liang smiled and went out.

Bai Zhi grabbed the clothes that Wen Liang had covered her buttocks and began to put them on, muttering while she was wearing them that this sick and delicate guy looks normal!
……

"Mr. Wen? Wen Liang? What are you doing?" Bai Zhi looked curiously at Wen Liang who was playing with the laptop.

"Well... I'm looking at some wonderful cases, do you want to join me?" Wen Liang smiled wickedly.

"Okay, okay!" Bai Zhi thought it was a successful case of a bigwig in the financial world, and sat beside Wen Liang excitedly.

[A chemical elite killed a person and then poured a certain chemical on the person's body until the body turned into charcoal.Finally, it was hidden under the concrete floor of the store, because there would be no corpse smell. ]
[There is another person who pours the chemical agent and carbonizes it into powder with a hammer to make quicksand handicrafts. ]
After briefly browsing through two of them, Bai Zhi looked at Wen Liang in horror.

"How is it? Do you think it's very interesting? Look... Quicksand crafts, made of human scum. Haha, interesting..." Wen Liang smiled innocently.

"Ha... ha..., it's... interesting." Bai Zhi responded with a few dry laughs.

"Look at this, it seems more beautiful..." Wen Liang pointed to another case.

[The murderer secretly smeared honey on the body of the deceased to lure the bees to sting the dead, and a few days later to lure the bees to sting the dead again.Because being bitten twice within a week is likely to cause allergies, the deceased died of allergies the day after being bitten for the second time. ]
"Heh...heh, interesting and interesting..." Bai Zhi didn't know what expression to make.

"Have you read Edgar Allan Poe's novel "The House of Wax Museum of Horror"?" Wen Liang stared at Bai Zhi with interest.

"No, what's the matter?" Bai Zhi was curious.

"The murder case in it is very good. It makes people stay in a wax museum for one night, and makes him hallucinate that he was tied up, cut his veins and bled to death. It turned out that someone tied a rope and poured warm water on his wrist. Let him think that his veins were cut. In the end, that person died of a heart attack, and he was scared to death by himself." Wen Liang told Bai Zhi the plot in a gentle and adoring tone.

... So Edgar Allan Poe is also sick and delicate!
"Can we...not watch this? Let's go out for a stroll! I'll take you to my secret base!" Bai Zhi acted like a baby.

"Oh? Secret base? Okay..." Wen Liang nodded interestedly.

……

The green field is full of grass.

At the same time, there was a lot of voices and laughter.

Wen Liang looked at the 'secret base' that Bai Zhi brought him to, and successfully turned black.

"This dilapidated playground is your secret base? Dong, Qing, Qing?" Wen Liang gritted his teeth word by word.

(End of this chapter)

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