Aquaman sends the scumbags to the crematorium

It's not that Qiao Mochuan has never heard compliments, on the contrary, because he has always been a leader among his peers in the circle, and he has heard far more praise than slander.

Even though he has a wonderful private life, almost no one talks about it, and at most he can say something romantic.Not to mention those little lovers, as long as you give enough, you can even praise him for a few days without repeating the same.

But even so, it was the first time I heard the words "kindness" and "willing to help others", because no matter how I thought about it, it had nothing to do with him. If Liang Jun, Cao Liangwen and the others heard it, they would probably be able to laugh all day long.

Qiao Mochuan pursed his thin lips slightly, and couldn't help but look deeply at the young man in front of him.

The upward curve of the corners of his mouth is very nice, the two dimples on his cheeks are faintly visible, and even the corners of his eyes and brows are smiling. The whole person is almost completely relaxed, which is quite different from the guarded look before.

He is unmoved by money and interests, and the special preferential treatment deliberately arranged will only make him unhappy, but just because he has someone send something to the orphanage and designed a clumsy rescue scene, he boldly puts the Has your soft belly turned out?

What a silly hedgehog.

Qiao Mochuan lowered his eyes slightly, the expression in his eyes was dim, he snorted softly and said, "Now you know my kindness? I still have a lot of good things, you haven't seen them before!"

But in my heart, I have already started to wonder if the money and books donated before are too little?Well, how about renovating the facilities of the orphanage?

"Yes, you are a very good person." Lin Jianxi echoed sincerely, but her tone was somewhat meaningful.

What can't be broken can't be built. If Qiao Mochuan wants what he gives, then he will always be a dispensable substitute in Qiao Mochuan's heart.

In fact, it is very simple to tame such a person who is temporarily interested in you. You don't need to tell him what to do, you just need to let him know what kind of things to do to get your good looks, and he will take the initiative to do it.

Feelings are nothing more than a game. From the perspective of sunk cost effect, the more you pay, the more reluctant to let go, and the harder it is to get out. It's a pity that Qiao Mochuan has not discovered this.

Lin Jianxi wiped the medicated oil on her hands, screwed the cap of the activating oil tightly and put it in the medicine box, "After applying the medicine, I'll go wash my hands."

After walking two steps and then turning back, he probed and asked, "Do you want something to drink?"

"American style or Mocha." Qiao Mochuan casually mentioned two.

Lin Jianxi picked her hands regretfully: "No coffee."

"The soda will work too."

Lin Jianxi moved her feet in embarrassment: "Not at all."

"juice?"

The reply was still a shake of the head.

Qiao Mochuan took a deep breath and asked patiently, "Then what do you have at home?"

Lin Jianxi answered honestly: "Only boiled water."

Qiao Mochuan: "..."

He pushed his cheeks unconsciously, squeezed out a smirk and asked in a strange way: "Then, do I have any choice?"

"Yes." Lin Jianxi took it for granted, "You can choose hot, warm or cold, and you can choose to drink it or not."

"...It sounds like there are a lot of choices." Qiao Mochuan gritted his back molars, "Cold white water, thank you!"

"Okay, you wait." The young man responded readily, turned around and ran into the bathroom.

When he left, Qiao Mochuan was bored and walked back and forth in the room.

The place was too small to turn around, and all kinds of furnishings came into view clearly. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and immediately saw a corner of the magazine on the shelf.

Huh, this seems to be——

Qiao Mochuan raised his eyebrows, took out the magazine and flipped through it a little bit, feeling a little surprised in his heart.

Turning around, I found two racing car models on the bedside, and a pile of materials on the desk next to it, including some theoretical books, most of which were "Elementary Driving Techniques" and "Introduction to Dynamics". practical.

But further down, the reading material gradually becomes weird.

"How to be a good racing driver", "Fast and Furious - Monologue of a Car God", "Become a Veteran Driver on the Circuit in Forty Days", "How to Learn to Race Without a Car".

Qiao Mochuan: "..."

When Lin Jianxi wandered out of the cubicle with a glass of cold water, he saw the man flipping through his collection with great interest, and immediately frowned, and rushed over as soon as he put the glass down.

"You, why are you rummaging through my things!"

"I apologize." Qiao Mochuan didn't refute, he raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and said in a slow voice, "It's just that you just hit my gun with these things, so I just took a second look."

Lin Jianxi's eyes lit up suddenly: "Do you know racing cars well?"

"It's not that I understand, but that I'm good at it." Qiao Mochuan leaned closer, stretched out his index finger and waved in front of the young man's eyes, his eyes were full of confident and flamboyant smiles.

"Like these," he picked up a few materials at random, and commented objectively and honestly: "Basically, I read them when I was a teenager."

"...Oh." Lin Jianxi responded dryly, grabbed a stack of books and materials from the man's hand, and said stiffly, "The classics will last forever, and I've actually read them for many years."

"Well, that's good." Qiao Mochuan shrugged noncommittally, "But it's not enough to just look at these. No matter how proficient you are in theory, you have to put it into practice to be useful."

Not to be outdone, Lin Jianxi said, "I also tried racing simulators in school, and..."

"But the simulator can't fully restore the real track, and it still feels different from the actual combat." Qiao Mochuan interrupted him bluntly, shaking his head with some emotion.

"...Ha ha." Lin Jianxi had nothing to say, and twitched the corners of her mouth with a half-smile: "So what do you mean?"

"Cough." Qiao Mochuan gave a fake cough to hide the smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although such a lively Lin Jianxi is really interesting, but if you continue to play with it, the little hedgehog will probably erect its spines again.

"I mean--"

He deliberately elongated his tone, his sexy voice carried a low smile, and his words were full of temptation: "Do you want to experience it yourself at the racetrack?"

race track?

Hearing this, the young man's eyes immediately revealed a look of longing, but he quickly suppressed it, and obvious hesitation flickered between his brows.

Qiao Mochuan held his forehead.

I almost forgot, this is a person who ordered a cup of coffee for him, and immediately ordered a cup of fruit tea to return. He has clear boundaries and is always indifferent to extra gifts.

So Qiao Mochuan cleverly changed his words, "Liang Jun and the others are also there, just playing with the car among friends. My arm is injured, and running laps with them is not a show of cowardice. You should help me to support the scene. "

He stepped forward to approach the young man, the strong hormones on his body carried a hint of aggression, his lowered voice was even more seductive, "If you are willing to go, I will come to pick you up then, huh?"

Lin Jianxi backed away subconsciously, and said in a low voice, "But I haven't tried a real car yet, so maybe you'll be shocked."

Qiao Mochuan couldn't help chuckling.

It's not that he hasn't taken the little beauty to the race track before, there are many people with pale faces, and he has long been familiar with it.

What's more, Lin Jianxi seemed to be so calm all the time, even being surrounded by a group of strong men with iron bars at the entrance of the alley did not make him show the slightest panic.It would be interesting to really convince him this time.

"It's okay, I will teach you." Qiao Mochuan suppressed the restlessness in his heart, squinted his eyes and smiled.

Lin Jianxi also curled the corners of her mouth: "That's good, thank you."

I just hope you won't be too surprised when the time comes, after all, it's not really my first time racing.

The author has something to say:

Lin pond owner's fish farming tips 2.0: sunk cost effect.People who invest more will always sink deeper, so send some signals to your fish from time to time, induce them to actively contribute, and give encouragement when appropriate.