When I Woke Up, I Become a Coquettish B*tch

A hair in another dimension: "Hey, you...how do you know white thighs..."

Mao Jixiang's fingers were shaking as he typed.

It can't be someone you know, right?And this way of naming feels so familiar.

He waited for a long time, but there was no sound from the other end.

Mao Jixiang was lying on the bed, looking up at the ceiling, speechless.At this time, his buttocks were facing upwards, and he was only wearing a loose T-shirt. It should be a sexy scene, but because the expression on his face was too sad, it was hard to think about it.

When Qin Yi received Mao Jixiang's call, he was typing slowly to reply. Halfway through the call, the phone vibrated twice, and then automatically switched to the call interface.

"Hey?"

"Hello, Mr. Qin."

"..." Qin Yi glanced at the phone, but there was no note, "Who are you?"

Only Mao Jixiang unilaterally asked for his phone number before, so he really didn't know Mao Jixiang's number.

Moreover, Mao Jixiang's words had never been straight, but now he was so serious, Qin Yi didn't think about Mao Jixiang.

Big brother!

It's only been a few days, did you forget about me so soon!

Mao Jixiang cleared his throat, and said straight to the point: "My surname is Mao, and my name is Jixiang, your ally."

This sentence finally sounded like it, Qin Yi straightened up, turned sideways and turned up the brightness of the desk lamp, instantly the room became brighter.

He said softly: "Mr. Mao, I was still reading your post just now, but I'm sorry that I type slowly."

Mao Jixiang was only [-]% skeptical at first, and he was still [-]% lucky. Now, he had to face this cruel fact.

He pretended to be stupid: "What post?"

"Huh? The one on the Tianya home page..."

Mao Jixiang was categorical: "It's not me, you may have made a mistake."

When Mao Jixiang said that, he didn't think much about it, although he felt that both the content of the post and the tone of the host's speech were very similar...but he still decided to believe him.

Then Qin Yi pondered in her heart, she would reply to the post later to apologize to the host, after all, guessing without any basis would cause trouble to others.

"I'm sorry, I must have read it wrong." Qin Yi apologized, and asked with concern, "Mr. Mao, how are you doing recently?"

Mao Jixiang ignored the faint pain coming from the secret place behind him, and tried his best to sound cheerful and said, "It's great! I've been traveling in New York recently. Do you know that the White House is really grand."

Qin Yi: "..."

Is there something wrong?

New York White House?

After Mao Jixiang finished speaking, he also realized something was wrong. He took the phone away, then slapped his own mouth, and said to himself: "Bah, are you stupid?"

"Mr. Mao, Mr. Mao? Are you still there? Hello?"

"Ah—cough, yes, yes." Mao Jixiang moved the receiver to his ear again, "I was too excited just now, I made a mistake. I went to the White House when I was passing through the United States."

"The White House is a fine thing indeed, and John Adams once said, 'I pray that God blesses this house and all who shall dwell hereafter. May honest and wise men reign forever under this roof.' Whether from In every aspect, the White House has high value." Qin Yi nodded, "You are in New York now? Then you just woke up?"

It was rare for Mao Jixiang to move his brain, and it was even crooked.

He was wondering if the allies were defrauding him?

So he worked his illiterate head with difficulty, it is eight o'clock in the evening, what time is it in New York?How many time zones are there?Um……?

He really thought too much, Qin Yi just asked casually, and immediately changed the subject: "Mr. Mao, I have something very important to ask you, has Xiao Huai bad contacted you recently?"

... Mentioning that bad system, Mao Jixiang was taken aback.

"When you put it this way, it seems that it hasn't appeared for a long time." Mao Jixiang said, "I said it's weird, where did this guy go?"

The ominous premonition in Qin Yi's heart became stronger and stronger: "You try to find it."

So Mao Jixiang, as usual, yelled three times in his head, "little bad, bad, big idiot", but there was no news like a stone sinking into the sea.

shit.

There's something wrong with this thing.

"Has it ever been in a similar situation before?" When Qin Yi was speaking, there was a gust of wind blowing in from the window and the curtains were lifted.

"No, this idiot used to reply to me in seconds, even if you want to upgrade those useless system patches, you will be notified in advance."

Qin Yi frowned: "That's it."

Mao Jixiang put away his sad expression and became serious: "Can't your little Mengmeng be contacted?"

"Well, it's been a few days."

"Is there something big going on between the two systems?" Mao Jixiang thought more and more likely, "Is there anything more terrifying than a cruise ship?"

The last fatal cruise party was a lifetime series, even if he had been on a mission for two years... he had never seen such a big battle.

Another hallucinogen, another shipwreck, and a counterfeit lurking beside them.

And...the medicine.

I can't think about it, it hurts when I think about chrysanthemums.

He doesn't dare to think about it now, there is such a small hole in his back, and Bai Yu's thick and long diao, but how did he get it in, and if there is no confusion in his memory, he... he seems to be quite happy ?

After getting off the plane, he raised it for a few days, and felt that the situation of the little chrysanthemum had improved a lot. Just when he thought that there was nothing serious, he went to squat and lie down on the toilet, and then he just sat on the toilet and screamed.

The scream made Bai Yu run over from the living room, push the door open and enter.Mao Jixiang's heart was almost broken. Before he cleaned it up, Bai Yu wanted to pick him up to see if the wound on the back was open.

Of course it cracked, he could see a pool of blood in the toilet.

It's really not easy to break a place.

Qin Yi didn't know if the system was trying to make a big deal, so he casually comforted him, "Don't think too much about it, there shouldn't be anything wrong."

"But, me, my right eyelid is twitching."

Qin Yi thought, the window on my side has also been blown open by the wind.

He got up and got out of bed to close the window. As soon as he put his hand on the window sill, he saw the lights of the car downstairs flashing twice.

Tang Yutian's private car slowly drove out of the garage, and Uncle De stood by the side of the garage watching the car turn and disappear completely.

So late, where is he going?

Qin Yi was so fascinated that he completely forgot that Mao Jixiang was still waiting for him to speak.

Mao Jixiang could only hear the wind whistling from the other end of the phone: "Are you still there, don't scare me, you squeak."

Qin Yi regained consciousness, closed the window, drew the curtains, and looked at the clock on the wall, it was ten o'clock.

"I'm here." Qin Yi returned to the bed, "I went to close the window just now."

Mao Jixiang breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

The two of them seemed to be talking on the phone between girlfriends, and the topic became more and more crooked. Qin Yi was too embarrassed to take the initiative to put down the phone, and the topic continued to be crooked until Mao Jixiang sighed and asked him, "What do you think is love?"

"...I don't know." It was a very familiar question.

Qin Yi wanted to tell him that the last person who asked him this question was impersonated by that crazy boss.

Mao Jixiang said 'oh', but the next thing he said was to change the soup: "Then if someone tells you, I may not like you, I love you, what does this mean. "

Qin Yi's eyes narrowed in sleepiness: "Ask that 'someone', I don't want to speculate on their thoughts casually."

Mao Jixiang thought, if he dared to ask, he wouldn't be talking meaninglessly here.

He scratched his hair irritably, and resigned to his fate: "Okay, I'm going to sleep... I'm going to get up, allies, please save my number, and keep in touch when you're free."

Qin Yidao: "Well, the plan for a day lies in the morning. I give this sentence to you, and we encourage each other."

Mutual encouragement... Mutual encouragement is a ghost.

Mao Jixiang looked back out the window, it was pitch black.

"Okay, I will definitely plan this brand new day." Just as Mao Jixiang was about to put down the phone, Bai Yu suddenly heard from the door, "The medicine is here, don't move around, I'll wash my hands and wipe it for you." '.

Since Bai Yu turned directly into the washroom, which was some distance away from the bedroom, he spoke a little louder.

By the time Mao Jixiang reacted and wanted to cover the receiver, it was too late.

His ally's tone was a little cold: "Do you take medicine?"

ORZ is exposed.

He replied with a cannonball: "Stop talking, what, I'm going to start my beautiful day, goodbye!" After finishing speaking, he immediately cut off the phone.

One minute later, Tianya Community reminded him [Your post has a new reply, click here to view].

Heaven rewards hard work: Treating people with integrity is a very important thing.

"..."

Will you go back?Mao Jixiang finally turned off the phone directly.

After Bai Yu washed his hands, he came in with the ointment and sniffed it condescendingly: "Does it still hurt?"

The white thighs that got off the bed returned to the severe facial paralysis and speech without tone of voice. Mao Jixiang buried his head in the pillow, blinded by his eyes.

Little did he know that he buried himself in the pillow, although he couldn't see his blushing, but the tip of the exposed ear was already flushed.

When Mao Jixiang spoke, he said sullenly: "If you want to wipe it, hurry up! Don't touch it!"

Bai Yu unscrewed the cap of the bottle, squeezed out a piece like squeezing toothpaste, and said in that unwavering voice, "Hey, take off your pants, do you want me to help you?"

"Need not!"

The next morning.

Qin Yi has been having breakfast with Tang Yutian for the past few days. After holding back for a long time, he finally couldn't hold back. After putting down the knife and fork, he asked, "Mr. Tang, are you...very busy recently?"

Tang Yutian slowly cut a piece of toast across from him: "It's okay, why do you ask that?"

"Last night, I seemed to see you go out."

Tang Yutian paused.

Before Qin Yi could wait for Tang Yutian to answer him, unexpectedly, Xiao Mengmeng's voice exploded in his head: "Host, something is wrong, high-energy warning, high-energy warning!"

After disappearing for so many days, you finally came back?

Xiao Mengmeng was silent for a few seconds after roaring passionately, probably trying to organize her words.

Tang Yutian wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and said without hesitation: "The fake Tang Ranzhi who was captured from the island—is dead."