Abduct a school bully to be his daughter-in-law

His hands were held tightly and he couldn't break free, so Ji Mo simply sat down.

"I don't need your alms."

He can accept that Jun Jue works with him, but he can't feel at ease and get something for nothing. They are not equal to each other, so what is this way of getting along?

Who do you take me for?

Ji Mo lowered his head, he didn't want to owe others.

Jun Jue held on tighter, paused for a while and said, "You know I didn't mean that."

"..."

"Why do you come here to work? Wouldn't it be better to change places?" For example, the previous barbecue restaurant.

"...the wages here are high."

In fact, it was still for money. He was very short of money, so he didn't want Jun Jue to spend money for himself. This would make him feel that his kindness to him was also an emotional charity.

"The salary is high, but this is not the only place. Do you know places like bars..."

"What happened to the bar?"

Jun Jue's words froze, and he paused and said: "The bar... there are too many people coveting you, and I feel unhappy."

At the end of the season, he glanced at him with a strange expression on his face.

"I'm serious, just the kid I met outside the bar that day, that kid must have conspired against you, just like you, if I didn't look at you, you wouldn't know if you were kidnapped someday."

"You think everyone is like you..."

Seeing him suddenly froze, Jun Jue smiled, and approached ambiguously, "Like me?"

"..."

"Say, what am I like?"

"..."

Warm breath was already on his face, Ji Mo glared at him and turned his head away.

Jun Jue chuckled lightly: "You just think I'm chasing after my wife for money, how about that?"

You apologize to the parents and poor people who gave you money to squander!

At the end of the season, she was angry, but her ears turned red.

Jun Jue stared in a daze, stretched out his hand to caress the side of his face tentatively, saw that he was not avoiding, his heart moved, and was about to move forward when there was a sudden sound at the door of the box.

"senior……"

"..."

"..."

Ji Mo was startled, subconsciously pushed the person away, and turned to look at someone at the door with only one head exposed.

"Senior, the manager is looking for you."

He wore a trademark smile as if he didn't see that there was another person in the box. From Jun Jue's point of view, he was very...unworthy of beating.

At the end of the season, I looked back at him: "Going out?"

Jun Jue's eyes lit up: "Of course not."

He thought he was asking for his own opinion, and just when he thought the man would stay, the man had already stood up and walked out the door.

Are you asking if I can get out?

Jun Jue's head was full of black lines, and he curled his lips as he watched the slowly closing door of the box.

He finally followed out. He sat on the edge of the bar for as long as he had been working at the end of the quarter. Even the guy at the bar could see the clues from his scorching gaze, and teased, "Brother, that's a hard bone. Can't you eat it?" moveable."

Probably because I have been in the bar for a long time, and I am not surprised by such things.

Jun Jue looked puzzled, stunned for a while, and suddenly smiled: "How do you say that?"

The little brother wiped the wine glass with one hand and didn't lift his head: "He has only been here for a few days. Because of his good looks, many people have tried to attack him, but he refused to eat hard, and he didn't succeed at all. It's terrible, the security guard at the bar couldn't provoke the troublemaker, so he planned to turn a blind eye, but he was clever and called the police directly, but after the others were fine, the security guard got fired by the store manager."

"Really? So powerful?"

"Isn't it? She looks very weak, doesn't talk much, and acts like a thief." He shook his head with great emotion.

Jun Jue smiled without saying a word, holding a glass of wine as he drank it, his eyes full of interest.

When it was time to get off work, he was already drunk. When he saw a familiar person standing in front of him, he subconsciously reached out and hooked his shoulder: "Can we go?"

He didn't stand up, and he used so much force that Ji Mo was directly bent down by him, and his face darkened.

Reaching out to help him up, Ji Mo said, "Let's go."

Jun Jue stood up in coordination, looked sideways at the shocked boy at the bar, and smiled triumphantly: "I have good teeth, I can gnaw any bone... Haha..."

"... Then I really have to congratulate you."

Ji Mo couldn't understand what he heard, so he just thought he was drunk, supported him with difficulty, nodded to the boy at the bar, turned around and walked out of the bar.

Probably because he drank too much, he felt lazy all over, and after blowing the wind outside, he sobered up a little. He leaned on someone indifferently: "Let's... take a taxi back."

Although it was late, it was quite easy to take a taxi outside the bar. At the end of the season, he looked sideways and saw that this man smelled of alcohol. If he really had to walk back, he would be very tired.

It happened that a taxi was parked at the door, and was about to call a taxi, but was suddenly hooked back.

"Why are you going? This is the way to go back."

"..."

Is there something wrong with this guy?

He watched helplessly as the only car left from the door of the bar, and was dragged forward resignedly to his fate.

Without the weight that is completely leaning on my body, it is much easier to walk, and it doesn't matter whether I ride in a car or not. It would be even better if someone didn't keep talking about it.

"Are you eating bones?"

"..."

"I haven't gnawed on the bone yet, so I drank some soup..."

"..."

"There's not even soup..."

"..."

I didn't understand a word of Ji Mo's thoughts about him along the way, and after finally returning to the apartment, the man was already dragging like mud, and he didn't know if he was asleep or drunk.

Throwing the person on the bed, Ji Mo was exhausted, sat on the edge of the bed and rested for a while before getting up to wash.

Lying on the bed, Jun Jue frowned uncomfortably, rolled over and stretched out a hand, whispering a word: bone.

Because he went to bed earlier, it is rare for Jun Jue to wake up earlier than the end of the season, but when he opened his eyes, there was no familiar figure from his back. He lay down on the bed and looked at it, and he was on the floor next to the bed. to people.

At the end of the season, he slept well, and the quilt was neatly covered. It may be because of the heat, a pair of white arms stretched out of the quilt, lying sideways, and a defenseless face facing the head of the bed. people.

Jun Jue stretched out his hand and scratched his slender eyelashes mischievously. He hid away as if he was ticklish, but he didn't wake up. Just as he was about to tease him again, the phone next to his pillow vibrated suddenly. Jun Jue was startled, and hurried Picking up the phone, he made sure that the person hadn't woken up before crawling back to the bed to check the text message that came in just now.