Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Meng Fuchi didn't care whether Du Ruosong understood the hint, but if there was another time, he wouldn't let it go easily.

After sending a message asking Shadow to investigate Du Ruosong's recent dealings with others, and checking Aqiang's message to confirm that there was nothing wrong with Jinchen's background, Meng Fuchi looked back at the person who followed him upstairs.

"Don't worry about the debt you owe. You can live here with peace of mind in the future."

"I see."

Jinchen raised a bright smile and nodded extremely obediently.

"Well, go and have a rest. Remember to tell Liang Shu your clothes size and have them delivered tomorrow."

Meng Fuchi rubbed his forehead and opened the bedroom door. Just as he was about to walk in, Jin Chen grabbed his arm from behind.

He immediately suppressed his nearly reflexive attack, turned around and frowned, but saw Jinchen suddenly approaching, and the two hugged each other.

"Good night, Brother Chi."

Jinchen lowered his voice, turned around and said this in his ear, then immediately let go and turned around to enter the room.

In a daze, Meng Fuchi seemed to see this man's shy expression.

His heart was also beating wildly, and he couldn't help but put his hand on his heart, trying to calm down.

After a while, he looked at the door, curled his lips and shook his head, thinking that Jinchen was not old after all and would rely on himself in a strange environment.

No longer thinking wildly, Meng Fuchi walked into the bedroom.

[The villain’s heartbeat value is detected at 5, totaling 5! 】

【Host!Poor little guy installed a camera in the room. 】

0731 reminded him, [Do you need me to block it? 】

[No, it doesn’t matter if someone else did it. 】

Jinchen didn't care at all and only briefly glanced at the painting opposite the bed, where the camera was hidden.

He sat on the end of the bed, patted his blushing face, looked like an innocent young man, and slowly got up and walked into the bathroom.

The moment the door closed, Jinchen's expression returned to calm.

[How was the investigation? ] he asked 0731.

[Hosts don’t have to worry about sadomasochism!The bankruptcy of the Jin family has nothing to do with the poor ELF. It is an organization in Las Vegas and has conflicts with ELF. 】

Taking off his slightly tight bartender uniform, Jinchen turned on the shower and raised his head to face the water.

0731 continues to explain.

[The organization is called Devil. In the early years, when the original father was doing business in the western United States, he had an encounter with their leader and was targeted for family property. The poor boy was also investigating Devil, so he should have become suspicious. 】

[Devil leader information. 】

【it's here! 】

But in an instant, the personal information of the Devil leader appeared on the space panel and was reflected in Jinchen's mind.

[Register a virtual identity at the International Mercenary Conference and win the assassination mission against him. 】

【Okay host. 】0731 Go get something done immediately.

The shower was turned off, and the soaked water-stained woman took off the bath towel and tied it casually around her waist, revealing her perfect abdominal muscles and chest, and the wet drops of water slipped down and were hidden under her lower abdomen.

Jinchen wiped his hair in the bathroom, put the towel around his neck, and returned to the bedroom.

He sat on the bedside and played with his mobile phone for a while before turning off the light and going to sleep.

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The next day.

Jinchen changed into a sweater and looked younger and more energetic. As soon as he went out, the servant told him that Meng Fuchi was waiting for him in the restaurant.

He trotted over happily and sat in the seat closest to Meng Fuchi, without even looking at Liang Shu opposite.

"Good morning, Brother Chi."

"morning."

Meng Fuchi took a few more glances at his pleasing appearance, and suddenly felt that the word "beautiful and delicious" made sense.

"You look happy."

He took a sip of porridge and asked casually.

"Everything I dreamed about last night was false. Brother Chi didn't save me in the dream. When I woke up, I found out that it was all true, so I'm very happy."

Jinchen also scooped out a bowl of porridge to drink, but suddenly stopped.

The shrimp and vegetable porridge is salty and specially added with pepper.

But my wife always prefers sweet food, so how could the kitchen prepare this breakfast? He glanced at the other plates on the table.

Without exception, they are all salty, and some of them are foods that my wife doesn’t even like to eat.

Jin Chen looked at Meng Fuchi again and saw that his face was plain and he did not show any likes or dislikes for the bowl of porridge. On the contrary, Liang Shu opposite him was satisfied with his meal.

He had an epiphany.

He reached out and tugged on Meng Fuchi's sleeve, "Brother Chi, what do you think of the taste of the porridge?"

"Ok?"

Meng Fuchi raised his eyes and didn't quite understand why he asked this, but he still answered, "Generally."

He has no special preference for food, as long as he can eat it.

"I also think it's average. The flavor of the seasoning overwhelms the aroma of the shrimp."

Jinchen put down the spoon and put his face on his hands, looking troubled.

"Don't like this?" Meng Fuchi asked him.

"I don't like to eat."

Jin Chen nodded honestly, frowned and curled his lips in a serious manner. His facial features were obviously flying around, but they didn't appear to be broken at all on his face, which made him look smart and aggrieved.

Liang Shu suddenly laughed, interrupting his rant sarcastically.

"Maybe it's because the bartender's job in the nightclub is so comfortable that even the dishes prepared by the chef are boring."

What he meant by this was to ridicule Jinchen, a bartender, for being picky about the taste of the chef in the house.

Jin Chen secretly rolled his eyes, but his eyebrows suddenly drooped, like a child who had been punished for doing something wrong, and the hand holding Meng Fuchi's sleeve dropped.

Seeing his expression, Meng Fuchi frowned slightly and felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

Jinchen used to be the young master of the Jin family, so naturally he has eaten all kinds of delicacies, so he should be picky about his taste.

"If you don't like it, don't eat it. What do you want to eat? Let the chef do it."

Meng Fuchi didn't know how to comfort others, so he stretched out his hand slightly awkwardly and patted Jinchen on the shoulder.

Unexpectedly, Jinchen suddenly seemed to have someone who understood his grievances, curled his lips, held his hand, and moved his chair.

"If I'm so picky, will Brother Chi think I'm troublesome? Will Brother Liang also think I'm troublesome?"

"It's no trouble, don't think too much."

Meng Fuchi glanced at Liang Shu warningly, his eyes filled with coldness, and then touched Jinchen's head, trying to make his voice gentle.

The two of them were very close, and he smelled the faint agarwood on Jinchen's body again, and thought to himself that it was body scent. After all, this scent had never appeared in the house.

Liang Shu: "..."

He didn't understand why Meng Fuchi favored Jinchen as if he was possessed by a demon. It was just breakfast. Meng Fuchi could eat it, but why couldn't this man eat it?

Jinchen took the opportunity to rub his wife's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Brother Chi is so kind to me."

"It's better not to disturb the chef. I can go to the kitchen and cook it myself."

"You can also cook?" Meng Fuchi didn't expect this. In his impression, shouldn't the young master of a wealthy family be someone who never touches the spring water?

"Yes, yes! Brother Chi can try my craftsmanship."

Jinchen suddenly became happy, and before the tears in his peach blossom eyes dissipated, a smile appeared.

Meng Fuchi couldn't help but laugh. It was true that he was a young man, and his emotions came and went quickly. "Okay, let me give it a try."