Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Fortunately, although the cough was fake, Chen Zhu didn't notice anything. Jinchen waved his hand and said it was okay. He chatted with Chen Zhu while eating, trying to keep his consciousness focused.

During the chat, Jinchen thought for a while and decided to test whether Chen Zhuyuan wanted to talk about his illness.

"Brother, I said before that you are easily in a daze. Sometimes I can't even hear you when I talk to you."

Jinchen spoke slowly, observing Chen Zhu's expression as he spoke, but there was no change in his expression, as if he was talking about a normal thing.

"So what are you thinking about when you are in a daze?"

Jinchen had already finished his meal and was pushed to the table by Chen Zhu to drink soup. He asked questions while drinking.

When Chen Zhu heard the first sentence, he closed his eyes and said nothing, as if he thought this question was a bit difficult.

So his eating speed also slowed down, and he didn't answer with a smile until he finished eating.

"I don't know, maybe I don't think about anything, and sometimes I don't even realize it."

A very ambiguous answer, but after finishing speaking, he raised his eyes to see Jinchen's reaction, "Does Xiaochen find it strange?"

"will not."

Jinchen started to put away the dishes, and when he stood up, he came close to Chen Zhu's face, nose to nose, "As long as brother doesn't think too much, it's fine."

Likewise, his response is intriguing.

The smile on Chen Zhu's lips became deeper and deeper when Jinchen turned his back to the kitchen.

He glanced under the sofa and curled his fingers.

The baby's reaction... was calmer than expected.

The tightly clenched hem of his clothes finally relaxed. This trial almost exhausted Chen Zhu's courage, but fortunately the result was good.

Jinchen took the initiative to take on the task of washing the dishes. When he came out of the kitchen, Chen Zhu was already taking a nap next to the sofa.

He wiped his hands, turned a blind eye to the newly bought comfortable rocking chair, and squeezed in next to Chen Zhu to sleep together. The sofa was not small, but it still seemed narrow with two grown men lying on it. Jinchen had to hug Chen Zhu tightly to prevent him from falling. .

But he had to squeeze in to sleep.

Chen Zhu has become accustomed to it in the past two days. He walked around Jinchen's waist and hugged him. He noticed that the man's chin was pressed against his neck, such an intimate distance. He smiled at the end of his eyes and smelled the good smell of Jinchen. the taste of.

"Baby……"

He murmured softly and patted Jinchen's back, the satisfaction in his heart getting deeper and deeper.

Jinchen hugged him tighter and closed his eyes to rest.

The floor fan was turned on to the highest setting and sputtering, dissipating the summer heat.

The heat wave hit my face on the porch, and I could still hear the sound of a radio in a certain house. The street outside was also roasted to a drowsy state, with camphor leaves on both sides sparkling.

Summer afternoons are as comfortable and long as breathing.

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Li Shao returned home with two cakes, but went straight to Zhao Weifang's house.

"Why are you here so late today?"

Zhao Weifang came out of the air-conditioned room, still full of smoke, and his messy hair covered his handsome features.

Glancing at Li Shao, Zhao Weifang was confused, "Did you go to Chen Zhu's place?"

"Yes, Yuyu has been studying very hard these days, and the cake is a reward for her."

Li Shao walked in barefoot, with long curly hair hanging on his shoulders and a bright smile.

During this time, his appearance and style became more and more towards the romantic and artistic style that Zhao Weifang had in mind at first, which was incompatible with this small town but inexplicably harmonious.

Zhao Weifang hurriedly looked away and coughed, "Then what... buy two for Yuyu to eat?"

"This one is for you."

Li Shao put the box he was holding in his left hand into Zhao Weifang's hand and pushed his shoulder into the room, as if he was already very familiar with it.

Zhao Weifang was a little scared, fearing that he would get a stomachache after eating it, but he didn't grab this, so it shouldn't cause diarrhea.

He thought about it and opened the box. When he saw that Li Shao was not there, he decisively gave half of it to him.

The relationship between the two has become closer and closer. Due to Li Shao's arrangement or coincidence, Zhao Weifang has developed many unscrupulous thoughts towards him.

Zhao Weifang himself didn't have any reaction. He just liked what he liked. No one could say anything. Even though this person was really special and different from them. City people with thin skin and tender flesh didn't know if they could withstand it. He plays.

Both of them had their own thoughts, but both kept silent.

"By the way, Chen Zhu is not in the store today. I haven't seen him in the past few days."

This topic successfully aroused Zhao Weifang's interest, and he lit another cigarette, "What's going on? Don't you live next door to him?"

"I feel strange too, maybe I went out too early...?"

Li Shao naturally led the conversation and asked, "But the newly opened Western-style snack shop in town looks quite interesting. It used to be the Chen Zhu family, but now there are people trying to grab the business, so I might be thinking about it."

"Do you know who opened that new store?"

"Grab business..."

Zhao Weifang suddenly became interested. He thought he wanted to open Huang Chenzhu's store, but when he thought of Jinchen's desperate tactics, he felt scary, so there was no Chen Zhu's store for a while.

"I don't know, but I might as well go and take a look."

He immediately stood up and shouted to the losers in the next building, asking them to come out and go somewhere as soon as possible.

It was during nap time that Zhao Weifang's voice woke up many people, but when they heard the gangster's voice, they could only be angry but dare not say anything.

Not long after, all of Zhao Weifang's friends gathered downstairs, and the modified motorcycles were buzzing. It happened that they didn't have the concept of disturbing the people. Occasionally, some people couldn't help shouting from the window, and they would be greeted by family ancestors.

This was not the first time that Li Shao saw Zhao Weifang's friends. He greeted them very politely without any stage fright. The group of people drove their motorcycles to the new store. They originally wanted to see how different the Western dim sum was, but they never I thought I saw an acquaintance.

Yes, acquaintances, after all, this town is not that big, and almost everyone of the same age in the surrounding villages went to the same school, and Zhao Weifang has been a "man of the hour" since he was a child.

A Western-style pastry shop, everything was done in novel ways. A group of people went in and looked at each other in disbelief at the thin young man inside.

"I am grass."

The person behind Zhao Weifang cursed, "Isn't this Zhou Qing, a good student from our school years?"

Liu Qing looked away, with a look of indifference on her face, "It's not open today yet. If you want to buy cakes, you can come in two days."

"Huh? No, didn't you say you went out to study in a good university? Why did you come back to hang out after studying for a few years?"

"Don't you understand? I just came back to serve my hometown!"

Their sarcasm is engraved in their bones, and anyone who hears it will get angry.

Zhou Qing remained silent, scanning everyone, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

"Hey, you kid hasn't gotten bolder in a few years..."

The yellow-haired gangster wanted to rush over and teach him a lesson, but Zhao Weifang stopped him and said, "Come on, let me talk to you."

Zhao Weifang held Li Shao in his arms and looked at Zhou Qing without stopping.

"I haven't seen you in the past few years, but I still want to take care of you, an old friend. You also know that there is already a cake shop in this town. In terms of reputation, your shop will probably not have much business even after it opens."

Zhou Qing was not sure what Zhao Weifang was going to say, so he frowned and asked, "So."

Zhao Weifang threw away the butt of his cigarette and laughed carelessly.

"It just so happens that I can't stand the current owner of that store,"

"As long as you work with me to ruin his business, I can make your shop the only cake shop in town, and you won't have to worry about no business in the future."

Zhou Qing secretly clenched his hands, thinking that after several years, these people still haven't changed their habit of bullying others.

"impossible."

He opened the store door and said, "I'll pretend I've never heard of this. You should leave now."

"Don't be so shameless."

Zhao Weifang's face was ugly, and nearly seven or eight people gathered behind him, looking very fierce.