Miscellaneous Fish Survival[Transmigration Book]

Qi Beisong didn't want Cheng Ji to practice with him at all, because it was exactly seven days since Cheng Ji got the stitches.

He heard from the doctor that it is not easy to recover from a tense waist wound, and some people can't grow well in more than ten days. He is worried about the other party's injury.When Cheng Ji went up to tease Zhao Xiaojing just now, he wanted to remind him to take it easy.

He has been a master for a long time, and he can't speak well. As soon as Cheng Ji agrees, he will immediately change his words and say no fights, please drink coffee.

Cheng Ji was honest and said, "Then don't think I'm stiff."

"Ah?" Qi Beisong asked, "What's so stiff?"

Cheng Ji picked up the sweater and showed him the new scar: "Usually I don't think so, but during the fight just now, I felt that this scar was a bit stiff. The wound is so deep that it not only hurt the skin, but probably also hurt the nerves."

"Let's go, drink coffee!" Qi Beisong's heart ached, and he said without delay for half a second.

"Hey?"

Chengji doesn’t drink coffee, what coffee do he drink if he has no money?The instant ones are also reluctant!

"Go?" Qi Beisong said, "If you invite me, don't you want to thank me?"

Cheng Ji bit his lower lip and thought for a while, Qi Beisong looked pitiful at that appearance, his eyes followed his smooth forehead, tall and straight nose bridge, snow-white cheeks and slender neck all the way down, finally down on his Adam's apple.

The adam's apple suddenly rolled, piercing Qi Beisong's eyes closed, thinking that I've messed up again, so I almost didn't bite it!

Cheng Ji thought, my mother's side——

He has become accustomed to calling Ms. Cheng mother, and he calls her closer day by day, even though Ms. Cheng is a little bit more self-breathing than a vegetable.

——My mother’s condition is still stable. The doctor said that it is better than before, and it is estimated that it will last for another 20 days, so it doesn’t matter if I spend half a day outside, right?

He rustled out his wallet and opened it. There were only small denomination bills and a few steel coins inside. He counted the coins one by one, thinking about how much a cup of coffee should cost.

He had never drank coffee much in his previous life, and he was too excited to drink coffee due to his physical problems, so he couldn't sleep all night, so his first choice for refreshing himself was to use balm.

28 yuan and five cents...is it enough?Others may be able to, because Qi Beisong's consumption level is not enough.

In fact, he has more than this much money, but he forgot to bring it when he came out, and of course his mobile phone is not with him.

Qi Beisong couldn't stand it anymore, pressed his hand and asked, "Where's the card I gave you?"

Cheng Ji took out his bank card and presented it to him.

"What?"

Cheng Ji said: "Wang Beifeng said that Zhao Xiaojing didn't compensate me for this, but you gave it to me. I can't take it."

"..."

Qi Beisong is going to clean up the house, and he will clean it up when he goes back!

Today is definitely the last day of the 1.9-meter giant Han Wang Beifeng staying in this world, why is the bastard talking so much?Pass at both ends, die fast!

"It has nothing to do with me." He opened his eyes and said nonsense.

Cheng Ji pointed to the raccoon cat on the bank card and said, "This is your fat Lili."

Even Fat Lili knows it!Qi Beisong was so angry that his head was smoking again!

"I really can't take it." Cheng Ji said sincerely, "If it's three hundred and five hundred, it's considered the condolence money you gave, and you should take back 50 or something. The knife I suffered is not worth 50. Besides, I Hospitalization and medical expenses are also paid by you, and I already owe you a lot, so it would be inappropriate to owe you any more."

Speaking of this, Qi Beisong had no point in insisting any longer. He took the card back with a stern face, and suddenly opened his wallet and threw another card over.

"There's only one thousand in this card," he said, "buy me a coffee!"

Cheng Ji took the card, saw that it was a light blue card with nothing special, without the golden fat Lili, and felt quite safe, so he said, "Okay, I will return it to you when you use it up."

He didn't know that this card was also custom-made, it was a supplementary card of a credit card, as to why it looked frigid, because that was Zheng Haiping's aesthetic.The annual fee of the main card is 250, and the annual fee will be waived only after the next year's payment of [-] million, not to mention the amount.The extra [-] was due to Qi Beisong slipping his hands last time and paying back the full amount.

"Let's put it where you are first, if there is an emergency, we can help you." Qi Beisong started the car.

Cheng Jixin was right, 1000 yuan is also money, he put away his card and said with a smile, "Tell me where to go."

Qi Beisong took him to a small shop under his sister's name, but no one there knew the name of the owner behind the scenes was Qi.

His older sister is also a big name in the business world. She doesn't usually do small businesses, and she was used to fighting since she was a child. She didn't start to develop small hobbies until she was 30 years old, such as growing flowers and weeds, and dying.My sister has invested in some stylish small street shops. These shops basically do not make money after the cost is taken into account, that is, they are open for fun.

The store is located in the International Finance Center, and the flow of people used to be good, but the location is located on the top floor of the building, and the price is extremely expensive, so except for a few literary youths who have watched the city channel and came here admiringly, there are basically few patrons.But since the city channel has recommended it, it means that the coffee here is pretty good.

Cheng Ji had never been to such a prestigious place in the financial center in his entire life, and he felt uncomfortable walking with Qi Beisong, and his eyes kept glancing at those brightly dressed men and women.

Qi Beisong said: "Don't look at it, they don't take much money, they are all migrant workers."

Cheng Ji quickly took a few steps to catch up, and leaned into his ear and asked, "These are all migrant workers, so what am I?"

Qi Beisong thought to himself: Child labor, how about a child bride?

Cheng Ji asked again: "How much is 50 yuan worth to you?"

This amount should not be regarded as money in Qi Beisong's eyes, he turned his head and said, "Don't talk so close."

My ears are sensitive, and when I turned around, I was blown hot by your breath again, making it so noisy that I couldn't walk.

Cheng Ji walked back obediently, and when he got into the elevator, he couldn't bear to see no one around, and asked, "That coat you were wearing was really so expensive in Shuiyue Mountain Villa that day?"

Qi Beisong said nonchalantly: "The coat was made by Zheng Haiping in Europe with the size. I have one and he has one. I don't know how much he paid. Besides, they have been worn for several years. What are the old clothes worth? "

Cheng nodded and said with a smile, "Reward me for dropping the button."

It's fine to reward you with my people, Qi Beisong thought again, but unfortunately you won't want it.

He and Cheng Ji stood side by side, not too far away, with fifteen centimeters between their arms, a very safe distance. Qi Beisong wrung his hands, Cheng Ji put them in his pockets, and both of them silently watched the elevator button click. Light up layer by layer.

The coffee shop has arrived, and the shop is actually called "Seeing and Not Seeing". For Qi Beisong, it will really be the difference between seeing and not seeing in the future.

He didn't want to drink coffee with Cheng Ji, but to say goodbye to him.

This is not hypocrisy, but sobriety. Two impossible people should not be given a chance in the first place. Cheng Ji is his swamp, and he is afraid that he will really fall into it.

If you fall into it, you will have no chance, because Cheng Ji doesn't love men, and it's the nature of the other party that he will fight with him. He will lose his armor and armor, and will be defeated. He will stand on his feet and cry, and no one will sympathize with him , Even he himself does not feel sorry for himself.

There was only one female clerk in the small shop. When the two entered, she stood up and said welcome.

Cheng Ji didn't dare to step into such a place with high-end decoration and few people. He forced himself to look up at the signboard under the clerk's attention, and found that he didn't know a single word on it!

Because this coffee shop is a bit too forced, there are only two languages ​​on the signboard-Italian and French.

He coughed dryly, and looked at Qi Beisong for help, the warm light above the counter hit his outstanding facial contours, casting a perfect shadow.

"What are you drinking?" he asked.

He couldn't read, so he asked Qi Beisong to choose.

Qi Beisong said, "Whatever."

At this time, the clerk told me sorry, the barista is not here today, she can only make three kinds of coffee, espresso, mocha and latte, and does not know latte art.

"Italian style." Qi Beisong said.

The clerk took the order, and the two sat down. Cheng Ji was a little embarrassed. He had never drank coffee with a man before, so he could only watch the scenery outside the window.However, there is snow today, and the window is completely white, and the coffee shop is like a cloud.

"It's snowing really hard this year." He asked Qi Beisong, "It didn't happen in previous years, did it?"

"There was snow in previous years, but it melted three or four times a winter." Qi Beisong said, "The climate in Hongcheng is quite mild."

"This is a phenomenon in the sky," Cheng Ji pointed at Jiang Shan with his hands on his hips, "Summer is often very hot and winter is very cold in a year, I think..."

It was hard for him to accept the second half of the sentence! !

He originally wanted to say "the day I died was extremely hot", but thanks to shutting up in time, let's stop chatting!

Qi Beisong didn't take it to heart, and looked at him a few times restrainedly, his eyes were full of complexity, and then he also moved his gaze out of the window, no one knew what he was thinking.

When the coffee was served, Cheng licked it and put it down, because he was really not used to this kind of espresso without sugar, the taste was like a bitter medicine, it was a bit punchy.

Qi Beisong took a sip without hesitation, then suddenly remembered something and said, "Come with me."

"??" Cheng Ji followed him and stood up.

Qi Beisong greeted the clerk, took the key and walked to the back of the coffee shop, and opened an inconspicuous small door, which turned out to be a square tatami room, about 20 square meters, cleaned well. It was spotless, with no decorations except a pair of hanging scrolls on the wall.

Cheng Ji asked in surprise, "What is this?"

Qi Beisong said: "The tea ceremony room is no longer in use."

"How do you know this is here?"

Qi Beisong thought to himself: Because my sister once planned to like it, but she couldn't learn it.

Cheng Ji took off his shoes, stepped on the elastic tatami mat carefully, and suddenly turned his head and smiled: "Do you want to practice? This place is quite suitable."

Before Qi Beisong could answer, he took off his down jacket and threw it away, stretching his body for warming up activities.

Qi Beisong asked: "Really practicing?"

"Come on!" Cheng Ji begged.

He just beat Zhao Xiaojing, but it was not enjoyable at all. Although Qi Beisong was not an opponent, he resisted fiercely anyway.

Qi Beisong couldn't stand his begging, so he stepped on the tatami without thinking.

"If you don't practice jujitsu, I promise I won't strangle you." Cheng Ji said.

"Practice whatever you want," Qi Beisong also had a determination to win, "I'll accompany you."

"Then fist."

As Cheng Ji spoke, he punched him, Qi Beisong escaped in danger, and quickly fought back, Cheng Ji pushed his hands, supported his elbows and turned his wrists in one go, without even touching his body, and twisted his anti-knuckles down.

"It's a good deal!" Qi Beisong knelt on the ground, and was so angry that he patted the ground with his other hand.

"But it's twisting." Cheng Ji said.

"Don't screw it either!"

Cheng Ji scratched his head: "How do you fight without twisting? I mainly practice this Japanese Jiu-Jitsu."

Qi Beisong said angrily: "Do it again!"

Cheng Ji let go, and felt the need to explain: "Boss Lei said that I am a military and police fighting technique, but in fact there are subdivisions in it. I call it 'military and police control violence', which depends on the enemy's movements to determine the reaction. Rarely take the initiative to take action, in order to quickly defeat the enemy, self-defense, the strategy is mainly defense, supplemented by attack, must have a lot of anti-joint skills."

"What if you can't quickly defeat the enemy?" Qi Beisong stood up straight.

"Seeing that the situation is not good, run away!" Cheng Ji said with a smile, "I can run really fast!"

"Is there an attack-oriented military and police fighting technique?"

Cheng Ji said: "Yes, such as the Russian sangbo. Have you ever been thrown by a sambo practitioner? That's really a one-shot throw and half your life!"

Qi Beisong asked perplexedly: "What summer camp did you attend when you graduated from high school, and you actually came into contact with various fighting genres in such a systematic way?"

"Uh..." Cheng Ji said, "My master's wife practices sangbo!"

"Wife?"

"Ok!"

"A half-old lady in her 50s?"

"……Um!"

"Practice Russian Sambo?"

"……Um……"

"All right, all right, I believe it." Qi Beisong said, "Come again!"

He rushed to Cheng Ji.

Cheng Ji didn't pinch him, but slipped under his armpit suddenly, and said with a smile, "You eagle catches chicks? You open your arms so wide!"

Qi Beisong wasn't an eagle catching a chick, he just wanted to hug him at that moment.

After the game, send him back, the two of them will say goodbye, a hug is not too much, right?

He suddenly asked: "What if I hold you?"

"How to hug?" Cheng Ji asked, "Before and after?"

"From later on." Qi Beisong said.

If you hug him from behind, you can kiss his earlobe as soon as you lower your head.

The frostbite on the earlobe has not disappeared, and it is slightly red and thick. This year's weather is abnormally cold and there is so much snow, but he doesn't know how to take care of himself. It's really annoying.

Cheng Dian nodded, got into Qi Beisong's arms, raised his arms around himself, and the confrontation turned into teaching.

"Hold tight."

Qi Beisong tightened his arms, but he didn't hear what Cheng Ji said.

He sniffed the smell on the back of his neck almost greedily, and felt that it smelled better than any smell in the world, whether it was soap, washing powder, cigarettes, or wine, as long as it came from Cheng Ji, it was alluring .

Suddenly he was thrown from the side. Cheng hugged his arms a few times, controlled his elbows, knelt on his face with one leg, and kneeled on his waist with the other, panting and asked: "Have you learned?" ?”

"..."

Cheng Ji asked, "Why are you distracted?"

"……No."

No?Cheng Ji let go of him and observed his obviously absent-minded expression.

"Then you saw how I broke free?"

Qi Beisong was lying on his side and couldn't get up. The unspeakable anguish was scorching him, and the hotness stretched straight down. He had to curl up slightly to push himself down even lower.

"I saw it."

After he hugged Cheng Ji tightly, the other party suddenly opened his arms to fight for space, grabbed his wrist with one hand, and patted his lower part with the other—the pat was very light, it was obvious that the water had been released, but the touch was very clear—— Then the body rotates and throws him sideways over the shoulder.

But he also let go of the water, if he didn't let go, he would have to hug him like steel, and Cheng Ji would have no chance to throw him.

"Why?" Cheng Ji asked again.

Qi Beisong was reciting Buddha, but he couldn't go on without reciting.

"Don't talk!" Qi Beisong scolded while reading Nan Wu, his tone was a bit fierce.

Cheng Ji thought he was annoyed at the loss, so he sat on the ground beside him and practiced with him.

After a long while, Cheng Ji suddenly said: "If the weather is good, the view from this tea room should be quite good. If I have my own house in the future, I will also have floor-to-ceiling windows."

Qi Beisong thought to himself that I could buy you 360 houses in the future, each with 360-degree floor-to-ceiling windows, as long as you want it!

Cheng Ji asked, "Are you still fighting?"

Qi Beisong calmed down a bit, and said, "Fight."

Cheng Ji was happy all of a sudden, he liked to practice with Qi Beisong, because he basically won, and his vanity was super satisfied.

Qi Beisong sat up, remembered something again, and asked, "What if I point a gun at you?"

Cheng Ji asked, "Do you hold the gun with one hand or with both hands?"

Qi Beisong said, "One hand."

Cheng Ji thought for a while: "Actually, there is no good way to deal with guns, just try to get as close as possible. There is still a chance to get close, but you will get shot if you turn around and run away."

He put Qi Beisong in a position of holding a gun with one hand, walked around him, and said while thinking: "I will probably twist my wrist and twist your gun off."

"What about hands?" Qi Beisong asked.

Cheng Ji said, "You set it up."

Qi Beisong assumed a standard posture of holding a gun with both hands and aiming at the target. His fingers were clasped together as a gun, his arms were clamped and stretched forward, his hips sat back, and his knees were slightly bent.

Cheng Ji turned in front of him and put his index finger against his forehead.

Qi Beisong stared at him deeply, he had to remember this person, this glance, because he couldn't look back.

Once Mr. Qi decides that he can't see it, it means he can't see it forever. He is so determined.

"I'll try, but I don't know if it will work for you..." Cheng Ji said so, but those beautiful eyes remained calm.

Qi Beisong only felt that he suddenly fell short, and then his calves on both sides hurt, and he fell forward uncontrollably.

Cheng Ji took the opportunity to snatch the gun, but was too slow to retreat, and was pinned down by Qi Beisong.

"Haha!" Cheng Ji propped himself up on his back elbow, and laughed, "It's not very effective!"

He suddenly lay down and switched arms for support, and raised his feet to kick Qi Beisong's calves, causing the latter to lose his balance.This action requires great skill and flexibility, which is by no means something ordinary people can do.

Cheng Ji was flexible enough, but not strong enough and fast enough. Even though Qi Beisong was brought down, he couldn't escape.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"..."

He laughed for a while, but suddenly stopped, because the two were stacked together, Qi Beisong's face was resting on his chest, without even an inch of gap, the atmosphere was a bit strange.