Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

"Ahem." Wei Zheng cleared his throat on purpose, trying to attract the little crying bag to look at him.

The little crying bag looked up at him without disappointment.

The man pretended to be calm: "I thought of a possibility, do you want to hear it?"

"What's possible?" The little crying bag had a look of anticipation in his eyes when he heard it.

It was so bright that Wei Zheng's heart felt hot when he saw it.

But he didn't see it at all on the surface, he just sat on the sofa.

This movement seems normal, but in fact, he only needs to lean slightly, and with a block of his arm, he can completely trap the little crying bag between him and the sofa.

But the little crying bag didn't notice it at this time, but because of his words, he took the initiative to get closer.

As soon as she got close, it was easy to smell the faint fragrance from her body.

I don't know if it's from her hair or if it's her own.

He was so hooked that he couldn't help but secretly sniffed twice.

Only then did he speak: "I think the problem may be with me."

The little crying bag subconsciously followed his words and looked at him.

But I only saw a good figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist that couldn't be concealed by cotton pullovers and short sleeves.

And Wei Zheng almost reacted when she saw it.

He moved his throat a few times, and said hoarsely: "This is a broad meaning, but it's not bad."

The little crying bag didn't understand, showing a dazed look.

Wei Zheng licked his dry lips: "I think it might be related to contact."

While talking, he looked at Gu Ruojiao's expression: "We discussed before, as long as you stay together, you will not be unlucky."

Gu Ruojiao nodded, they have already done this experiment, and it has been verified that it is correct.

"But, there is actually an opportunity here." He spoke slowly, like burying a hook, bit by bit luring Xiaokubao to bite the bait.

And it is taken for granted that the little crying bag is absolutely hooked.

"Is that the contact you said?"

"Yeah." He looked serious and serious, "The more I get in touch with you, the more luck you can get from me."

It was just a hypothetical tone just now, but now it's in his mouth that he can directly make a conclusion.

And in order to make her more convinced, he also started to give an example: "Think about it, because there was no wheelchair before, so I had to hold you when you went in and out. The larger the contact area, the more luck you will have."

The more he spoke, the more confident he became, without any guilt at all, and he seemed to complain a little more: "I hugged you when I didn't have a wheelchair yesterday morning, but after I got a wheelchair, I didn't hug you much. "

So even if Wei Zheng left during the day, nothing happened to her.

But because she has a wheelchair and can't hug her, the little bit of luck she had spent was exhausted, and at night she started to be unlucky again.

Although such a thing sounds unbelievable, Gu Ruojiao's own misfortune is unimaginable enough.

Moreover, Wei Zheng's example is also well-founded.

He glanced at Little Crying Bag and saw that she didn't show any repulsion, so he continued, "Why don't we do another experiment?"

"How to do it?"

The current little crying bag is completely based on his words, and he didn't realize that the man has selfishness at all!

Wei Zheng tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth that kept rising: "As I said just now, just touch."

He wanted to say, hold hands first and try to see if he can get lucky.

As a result, the little crying bag came to the door stupidly and clumsily.

She was a little shy and didn't have the nerve to look at him: "Do you want to hug?"

Wei Zheng swallowed the "hand in hand" that came to his mouth in an instant.

"That's right." He nodded seriously, "If you hug, the contact area is larger, and you can draw more accurate conclusions."

The little crying bag blushed shyly, but it could be seen that she had no intention of refusing.