Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

"Beautiful color and cute little," said the voice.

Fang Zhuo, "..." I can't hear you, I can't hear you.

He closed his eyes to hypnotize himself, and secretly tried hard to break free, but it was useless.

That's all, if you want to hug, you can hug, if you want to help lift your pants, you can lift them up, but the hands are not honest, pinching and squeezing, what's the point?

Didn't I say I was young!

Fang Zhuo was angry and frightened, his heart was like water and fire, such an intense emotional collision still couldn't offset the fear on his face.

The sound of the heartbeat was as rapid as the sound of tick-tock water, and even breathing became difficult.

With what little energy he had left, he glanced diagonally upwards.

There was a small window for ventilation, probably because it was going to rain. The sun that was already going down was already covered by dark clouds and gray sky, and the whole world was darkened.

No wonder this thing dared to come out.

Probably because the opponent had played enough, the force suppressing him was suddenly withdrawn.

Only those who have truly experienced fear and life and death know what is the afterlife.The corners of Fang Zhuo's eyes were wet, he took a deep breath, pinched the hem of his underwear tremblingly and pulled it up.

The journey was smooth, but the moment the pants were put on, he felt his big baby being patted lightly.

The strength is gentle, as if comforting a cherished pet.

Fang Zhuo, "..."

An illusion, it must be an illusion, he ran out of the bathroom in two steps in three steps, without even bothering to wash his hands.

At the teahouse, Mouse and Jiang Hao were boasting how awesome their boss is.

"Mr. Jiang, you don't know that my elder brother is not inaccurate in fortune-telling. Last time an aunt came and didn't say anything, my brother picked up her seven aunts and eight aunts."

In fact, he already knew about Chen Jiu's fortune-telling and cheating, but reading the cheat sheet also required technical content.

There are so many answers, but the boss can accurately find the answers and pinpoint the key points. This is not something that ordinary people can do.

He once asked, boss, how do you know what those people want to ask.

Chen Jiu's answer was very casual, "Blind."

It's not so much blindness as it is a terrifyingly accurate intuition, the mouse has always believed in this.

After Jiang Hao listened, he picked up the teapot himself and filled it up for him, "Who did Mr. Chen learn from?"

Fang Zhuo, who was returning, just heard this sentence, retracted his legs in a strange way, turned around and walked behind a dripping Guanyin tree to hide, "There can be no reminders, can the live broadcast be enabled?"

233 said, "As long as it doesn't touch the main plot."

Fang Zhuo felt relieved, at least he could listen to a corner and watch a short video.

In the picture, the mouse took a sip of tea, "My boss is self-taught."

This kid is quite clever, Fang Zhuo smiled and continued to watch.

Jiang Hao sneered, "Metaphysics is so profound, I'm afraid it's enough to study it by yourself. Why, could it be said that Mr. Chen's master is some unspeakable hermit master?"

"Mr. Jiang, did you ask my elder brother to help you with the matter, or did you come to inquire about gossip?" The mouse frowned, annoyed this kind of inquisitors the most.

Although Jiang Hao came from a branch of the Jiang family, among ordinary people, he was considered a big man who was rich and powerful and could not be easily offended.

Just as he was about to get angry, he suddenly received a text message on his phone.

—Hold on, don't make them suspicious.

Jiang Hao's anger was instantly extinguished, and he apologized, "I'm just curious, and I'm just asking around. If I offend you, I hope Mr. Zhao will forgive me."

It's cool to be happy after you're done with someone, but after you're done with it, Mouse will regret it. This matter is going to be dirty, and their loss is not only money, but also the opportunity to expand their popularity.

Unexpectedly, instead of being angry, Jiang Hao even apologized to him.

Mouse, "Mr. Jiang is too polite."

Jiang Hao, "Where is it?"

The two played several rounds of Tai Chi hypocritically, Fang Zhuo almost fell asleep watching, he yawned, told the system to turn off the live broadcast and went out.

Thinking that this was in a public place, it would be too violent to call the boss, so the mouse called big brother.

Fang Zhuo looked at his little yellow hair, and sat down with a smile, "Just now I was lucky enough to meet the boss of MY in the bathroom. It just so happens that his surname is also Jiang. I wonder if Mr. Jiang recognizes him."

"Yes, we know each other very well." Speaking of Jiang Luyan, Jiang Hao's contempt came again, "Why, Mr. Chen also knows each other?"

Fang Zhuo said, "I read an interview with Mr. Jiang Luyan in a magazine."

Jiang Hao's eyeballs rolled around, and he suddenly leaned closer, "To tell you the truth, he is just as good outside, in fact..."

Halfway through the conversation, my hands shook, and the tea I just poured was all poured on my crotch.

It was boiling water, Jiang Hao jumped up from his seat, the glass hit the ground and shattered.

With a dark face, he shouted, "Waiter, waiter! Where are they all dead!"

The waiter hurried over, probably too anxious, forgetting the difference between men and women, and directly took a towel to wipe Jiang Hao's lower body.

Jiang Hao held that little hand, and the anger on his face turned into a spring breeze, "It's okay, I'll do it myself."

The waiter pulled out his hand vigorously, and ran away blushing.

Jiang Hao followed each other with his eyes, and then he lowered his head and continued to wipe slowly until he could no longer see him.

Who is Jiang Luyan? That is his mission goal, his future husband.Fang Zhuo stared at Jiang Hao's loose hair, rolled his eyes, his mouth was foul, his expression was vulgar, he deserved to meet Taohuasha.

"Bah." Fang Zhuo just mouthed and was caught by the mouse.

The mouse was more straightforward than him. He raised his hand and patted it twice, muttering, "There's a dead mosquito."

Fang Zhuo narrowed his eyes slightly, and just as he was about to smile, something pressed the corner of his mouth, forcing the raised corner of his mouth down.

It wasn't enough to press down, and he pinched him on the face.

A cold breath penetrated into his ears, "I don't like you smiling at others."

The speaking voice is very soft, as if it came from a very far away place, it is difficult to hear it if you are not careful.

Fang Zhuo turned his head mechanically and looked at the mouse, "Did you hear someone talking?"

The mouse shook his head blankly, and Jiang Hao, who was buried in wiping his crotch, also raised his head, "Who spoke? Me?"

Fang Zhuo shook his head and laughed, "It's nothing, I got it wrong."

He closed his eyes and asked the system if he heard it, but the system also said no.

Fang Zhuo panicked, "Did you hear someone talking when you were in the bathroom before?"

233 shyly said, "In order to respect the privacy of the host, I will temporarily go offline when you pee."

Fang Zhuo's thinking was twisted, "Can't you play mosaics?"

233 was silent, not ashamed to tell him, in that case, the mosaic is almost the same as not being played.

Jiang Hao finally finished wiping his trousers, threw the handkerchief on the tea table, and frowned. Just now he served the tea well, when he suddenly felt his wrist was pinched by two fingers.

While Fang Zhuo wasn't paying attention, he quietly pulled up the sleeves of his shirt, his face suddenly changed.

There were two red nail marks on Bai Shengsheng's wrist.

Seeing that his face was turning green, red, white and black, Fang Zhuo felt that he was just lucky to be touched by a ghost in the bathroom just now.

After all, a boiled bird will never fly again in this lifetime.

He sympathized, "Mr. Jiang, do you need to go to the hospital?"

Jiang Hao recovered from the horror and shook his pants. The burning sensation was still there, but it shouldn't be a serious problem.

He put on an expression of "I'm fine", "The water is not too hot, it's okay."

Fang Zhuo was surprised, "Really, but I just saw the cup smoking."

Jiang Hao was embarrassed, "It's really fine."

Fang Zhuo let out a long "Oh", "That's good, when shall we set off?"

Thinking of his terrible villa, Jiang Hao's eyes flashed, and he pulled down his sleeves to cover the pinch marks.

"Let's eat first, the dishes in Yunlan Pavilion are well done, try it out."

It is already very reserved to say that it is true, and only those who have really tasted it will know what is a delicacy in the world.

It not only retains the deliciousness of each ingredient, but also infiltrates the taste of the soup, which is not something ordinary chefs can do.

Jiang Hao turned the freshly served dish in front of Fang Zhuo, "Mr. Chen, try this fish, it was just caught from the lake."

Fang Zhuo picked up a piece of the fattest one and put it in his mouth, the skin was crispy and the inside was soft, the sweet and sour was just right, it was so delicious that he cried.

He gave a thumbs up, "The taste is very good, Mr. Jiang often comes here?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Jiang Hao puffed up his chest and said proudly, "Mr. Chen doesn't know, this is opened by our Jiang family."

Fang Zhuo suddenly realized that it was no wonder that when Jiang Hao entered the door with his nostrils upturned, it turned out that he had entered his own territory.

The entire Yunlan Manor is not small, and the Jiang family was able to get the approval to build the originally barren place into what it is today, which shows how powerful the family is.

Seeing that Fang Zhuo didn't speak, Jiang Hao thought that he had shocked people, and he was so proud that his tail almost went up to the sky.

He took a sip of red wine, raised his eyebrows and said, "As long as you can help me solve the matter, you can pay whatever you want, and you can come to Yunlan Pavilion whenever you want, and you will get a [-]% discount on all meals."

If it's just an ordinary Peach Blossom Sha, does it need such a big deal?

Fang Zhuo asked, "I'm afraid it's not easy to solve the matter at Mr. Jiang's family."

Jiang Hao's face froze, and then he smiled and said, "Small problems, it won't take much time for Mr. Chen."

Oh, it's a lie to your uncle.Fang Zhuo lowered his eyes to drink tea, and his intuition told him that there was bad water hidden in this guy's stomach.

In such a huge mausoleum city, can't you find a celestial master who can absorb ghosts and release evil spirits?Chen Jiu couldn't even reach him halfway, how did Jiang Hao know about him?

Fang Zhuo was almost suffocated by this bellyful of questions, but he still couldn't ask, because he was afraid that if the other party really had evil intentions, he would startle the snake.

Mouse's eyes rolled back and forth between the two of them, and he always felt that the boss was a little different, more stable than before, and even pretending to be more natural.

Fang Zhuo smiled, took a sip of orange juice from his wine glass.

The sweet and sour juice slid down the mouth into the esophagus, the Adam's apple rolled up and down, and a trace of cold wetness passed by.

Fang Zhuo was almost choked, and put down his cup heavily, causing the other two to look over.

Jiang Hao, "Mr. Chen is not satisfied with the dishes?"

The slippery feeling on the neck was still there, just as the plaster was sticking to his Adam's apple in circles, a tingling feeling spread through his body, and Fang Zhuo's toes hidden in his shoes curled up.

He stabilized his voice, "No, very satisfied."

As soon as the words fell, the earlobe was bitten, and the low and hoarse voice pressed against his ear and asked, "Then what about me?"

"Am I kissing you enough?"

Fang Zhuo's face turned red, he gritted his teeth, pervert, what a big pervert!