I treat you guys as buddies [Quick Transmigration]

Throughout Du Jiu's career as a male supporting role, he feels that Ji Xiaojiu is the most relaxed role he has played so far. He is a pure (stupid) young man with passion and impulsiveness. Standing alone, or Ji Xiaojiu's personality is closest to his, except that he needs to pay more attention to Gu Baiqiu, basically he can go to school happily, go to school, play games, eat, drink and drink freely.

Especially when facing Mr. Meng, most of the time his inner reactions are in sync with Ji Xiaojiu, especially seeing Mr. Meng being teased by him and being pranked by him, he is just as happy as Ji Xiaojiu.

In other words, for the first time, besides delicious food and beautiful scenery, he felt happy from the bottom of his heart because of playing someone else.

He had a vague feeling, as the system said, that the hole he was missing was slowly being filled.

After he was stunned, he stretched out his hand in front of his chest reflexively, with a vigilant look on his face: "What do you want? Let me tell you, I only promised to treat your illness, but I didn't promise anything else!"

He wants to keep his innocence for Brother Gu!

Third Master Meng's perfect right eye showed a bright dislike: "You think too much, don't worry, I'm not interested in minors like you."

"Who says I'm underage?! I'm an adult!" Du Jiu puffed up her chest, unhappy, "My birthday is already over!"

"Oh." Mr. Meng responded indifferently, and concentrated on wiping his hands, carefully wiping his fingers one by one.

Oh what do you mean?Du Jiu was dissatisfied and curled her lips: "You haven't finished talking yet, why are you going to a hotel? Shouldn't you go to a hospital for treatment? Or that kind of psychiatrist's studio?"

"No need." Mr. Meng changed his knife and fork after wiping his hands, "Just find a quiet and secret place, the hotel is just right, or, do you want me to take you to my house?"

"No, no, no." Du Jiu shook his head again and again, "The hotel is good, it's the hotel!" Although he was curious about where the boss lives, it's better not to know. If you don't watch movies, you know that the less you live, the longer you live.

So after dinner, he followed Mr. Meng to the hotel next door.

Du Jiu had already seen luxury suites in star-rated hotels, but this was the first time for Ji Xiaojiu to come to this kind of place, so he had to put on a new and novel look.

"How can I help you?" After the tour, he sat down opposite Mr. Meng.

Mr. Meng patted the seat beside him: "Sit here."

Du Jiu hesitated, and sat beside him.

"Hand out."

Want to stimulate therapy with a handshake?Du Jiu was stunned, but——

"Could you stop talking to me like that?" Made it sound like he was his pet.

"What tone?" It was the first time in so many years that someone was sitting so close to him. Mr. Meng was a little uncomfortable, but as expected, he didn't feel nauseous or dizzy.

"Forget it." Seeing that he didn't notice, Du Jiu chose to give up. The boss is a boss after all, and he is used to being superior. He has to adapt, not to mention that the boss is his boss now, and the boss will do whatever he wants.

He stretched out his hand in front of Mr. Meng, and said teasingly: "Shall I wash my hands first?"

"No need." Mr. Meng stretched out his hand to hold it, but he still didn't feel any discomfort. Instead, he clearly felt the touch in his hand. It seems that the young man is full of blood, and the fingers in his hand are warm, which is different from the last quick touch. Touch, this time it feels real.

His heart trembled, and the warmth seemed to flow into his heart along his fingertips.

He couldn't help rubbing it lightly, he was fascinated by the touch of human skin.

After so many years, he was finally able to touch others without any scruples. At this moment, he seemed to have skin hunger, and wanted to hold it all the time, and even wanted to touch more.

Seeing Mr. Meng's pensive look, Du Jiu didn't know how long he would hold his hand, so he simply turned on the TV and planned to watch a movie, but he didn't see Mr. Meng's increasingly terrifying eyes.

He casually clicked on a comedy, and reached out to touch an orange from the fruit plate on the table: "Can I eat this?"

Mr. Meng hadn't recovered yet, so he responded casually.

With his right hand occupied, Du Jiu could only peel the orange with his left hand against his thigh, put the two pieces together and stuff them into his mouth. The seasonal oranges are sweet and slightly sour, and they are delicious.

He was watching a movie while eating oranges.

Third Master Meng came back to his senses and gave him a meaningful look, as if he had made a decision, and said to him, "Give me a piece."

Du Jiuzheng saw Xing's head, without looking back, broke off the half and handed it to him: "Here."

He stretched out his hand for a long time and there was no response. Looking back, the old god Meng Sanye was sitting there without raising his hand. He asked suspiciously, "Don't you want to eat?"

At the end of the speech, he suddenly realized that before Mr. Meng could speak, he suddenly said, "Okay, I forgot about your cleanliness." He took another unpeeled fruit from the fruit plate and handed it to him, "Peel it yourself if you want to eat it."

Third Master Meng nodded his chin: "Peel off."

"Are you sure?" Du Jiu was dubious.

Third Master Meng squeezed his hand: "Sure."

Du Jiu moved his hands unconsciously, feeling a little weird. While peeling the oranges, he tentatively said, "Should I keep holding my hand? How long should I hold it? It's [-]:[-], and I have to go home before [-]:[-], otherwise Brother Gu will be worried..."

Third Master Meng looked indifferent, held his hand tightly, and said two words: "Salary."

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Du Jiu had a flattering smile on his face in an instant, and respectfully handed over the peeled orange: "I didn't mean that, I mean, why don't we change hands?"

Third Master Meng glanced at his left hand, which was stained with orange juice, and decisively showed his dislike.

Du Jiu rolled his eyes in his heart, and couldn't help complaining to the system: "You said how did he get this problem, I remember that the plot character set didn't say that Mr. Meng has a cleanliness at all."

The system took it for granted: "Because he is Qin Jiuzhao now, he will naturally show a part of Qin Jiuzhao, just like Huo Dashao's paranoia."

"Qin Jiuzhao has a cleanliness addiction?" Du Jiu tried hard to recall.

"You don't know?" The system clicked twice, "He has always been a clean freak, okay? But... Huh?" It was also a little strange, "At that time, he didn't seem to be so serious."

After Du Jiu thought about it, he understood why. Qin Jiuzhao was in the world of cultivating immortals, and with his cultivation and spells, he could almost be spotless. In addition, he was originally a loner and indifferent person, so he didn't care about it. No matter how obvious, in modern times, without dust removal skills, his problem of cleanliness is particularly prominent.

Thinking about it this way, he actually understood him a little bit. This gap is indeed a bit big. In the world of cultivating immortals, he doesn't even need to take a bath. His body is naturally clean when he reaches a certain level of cultivation, and he doesn't even need dust removal. Of course, unless he does something A must have shower.

The system's pure face: "What's the matter?"

Du Jiu: "What do you think?" I've watched all the little movies with him, so why pretend to be innocent!

Third Master Meng took the orange he peeled and held it in his hand: "Don't worry, I'll take you back when the movie you're watching is over."

Du Jiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you."

Regardless of the joy of his gags, I still feel a little apprehensive, after all, the other party is a big boss, what if he sees that he is not pleasing to the eye and pours cement into him and sinks him into the sea.

"Are you in your third year of high school?" Mr. Meng asked suddenly.

"That's right." Du Jiu replied casually while watching the TV.

"Which university are you going to go to? What are you going to do in the future?"

Du Jiu turned around, the boss wants to talk to him?He was kind, flattered, and scratched his head: "You can study whichever one you can get in, and what to do..." After thinking about it, to be honest, "I haven't thought about it, I listened to Brother Gu, and he asked me to do it." I will learn what I study."

Third Master Meng frowned, and suddenly felt that his chanting of Gu Baiqiu was extremely harsh, and his face darkened: "Don't you have any ideas yourself? Listen to Gu Baiqiu's arrangements for everything?"

After speaking, seeing the young man shrank back, he seemed to be frightened by him, his expression eased, and his tone became lighter: "What I mean is, how could Gu Baiqiu like you if you have no opinion and you don't look like a grown-up? You don't count as an adult when you reach your age."

Du Jiu thought in his heart that of course he knew that Gu Baiqiu wouldn't like him like this, but Ji Xiaojiu's character design is like this, what can he do, if he wants to change into Yan Jiu's character, he might have succeeded long ago.

He pretended to be poked in the sore spot, and raised his chin to forcefully explain: "I, I just don't want Brother Gu to be sad, can't I listen to him? I, I will grow up, anyway... When I go to college, I will Just go to part-time jobs to make money!"

Meng Sanye suddenly showed a clear expression: "Do you really like Gu Baiqiu?"

Du Jiu was inexplicably flustered by his expression: "Yes, that's right, I just like Brother Gu, what's wrong?"

Meng Sanye shook his head disapprovingly and stared at him: "No, you don't like him, you just like the feeling that he takes care of you, afraid that he will leave you behind like your brother, just afraid of being alone, you really Do you know what liking is?"

Du Jiu was dazed and flustered, stumbling and saying, "No, no! I really like Brother Gu, and I want to be with him!"

Mr. Meng leaned forward, and his voice was low, as if inexplicably bewildered: "Are you sure? It's really not because you are used to his care and don't want to change? Is it because you are afraid that he will find a new partner and you will become an outsider? Do you like it?" And why didn't he tell him clearly? Is he really afraid that the relationship will become awkward if he rejects it, or is he afraid that he will live alone after being abandoned?"

Du Jiu: "Friend, do you know Amway?"

System: "(⊙o⊙)??"

Du Jiu: "With this expression and tone, is it true that the boss has never studied in Amway?" He was completely speechless for the reasons.

As far as Ji Xiaojiu's brain circuit is concerned, it will really be bypassed, hey!

He could only put on an expression of "I can't refute it", and opened and closed his mouth but couldn't utter a word of rebuttal.

Mr. Meng continued to hit him hard: "Look, you know it in your heart, don't you?"

In the end, I helped him make a conclusion: "So, you don't really like Gu Baiqiu."

Du Jiu looked like he couldn't make up his mind, and it took him a long time to sort out his words, and then he was poked in the depths of his heart with an angry expression, and said stiffly: "Shut, what's none of your business?!! It's not what you said! I just like Brother Gu!"

Third Master Meng raised his eyebrows, and did not irritate him any more.

Du Jiu had no choice but to turn his head angrily, stuffed the orange into his mouth and chewed it as if venting his anger.

"Angry?" Mr. Meng squeezed his hand.

Du Jiu stared intently at the TV, pretending not to hear, and remained silent.

"Okay." Mr. Meng said, "I'm just talking casually. You don't have to take it seriously, just pretend you haven't heard of it."

How could I pretend I hadn't heard of it!Du Jiu glared at him sullenly.

Meng Sanye couldn't help laughing.

Still laughing!Du Jiu's eyes widened, rolled his eyes, and suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Actually, I've been curious about something for a long time, and I really want to ask you."

"what's up?"

Du Jiu turned around and faced him with a serious face: "How long have you been obsessed with cleanliness? Or has it been in the past few years since childhood?"

Third Master Meng turned around unconsciously: "Since childhood, what?"

A smirk hung on the corner of Du Jiu's mouth: "Didn't you say before that you wouldn't be disgusted if I was close to you? According to what you said, then none of the boyfriends you made before have ever been close to you?"

Third Master Meng's face was a little stiff.

Du Jiu's eyes lit up, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened: "That is to say, you haven't touched them at all? So here comes the problem——"

"What should you do if you have a need?" He blinked, with a look of pure curiosity on my face, and when he saw Mr. Meng's ugly face, he grinned, "Could it be..."

"Aren't you still a virgin now?!"

Third Master Meng froze completely.