The paper man who has been raised for two years is a big shot

Jian Qiuran instantly regained her tenderness just like the face-changing in a Sichuan opera: "Good boy."

Big White Tiger: "..."

It didn't dare to say it, and it didn't dare to ask. Under the gaze of the young man, it could only honestly recall how it got out.

When it came out for the first time, Chun Sui escaped because the little white tiger was dizzy with anger.The second time, the other party deliberately recalled the memory and released it.

Thinking about it this way, Da Baihu suddenly felt that if he couldn't go back, it would be like losing.

No wonder the youth is so angry... No, it has to work hard!

With a mentality of comparison, Da Baihu tried hard to remember.But helplessly, I was passive and kept in a closed environment. Only when the little white tiger had a mental riot would the door that was always closed be slightly relaxed, revealing a ray of light, allowing it to escape.

Come out suddenly, let alone go back, it doesn't even know where the door is.

The big white tiger gradually felt guilty.

Jian Qiu understood, and comforted: "It must be difficult at first, don't worry, as long as you are willing to think about it, it will be great."

The big white tiger took the opportunity and said: "Then can I stay longer?"

Jian Qiuran said coolly: "Okay, after your body can't bear the burden and is forced to become a little white tiger, you will never be able to get out."

Big White Tiger: "..."

Not daring to speak, he buried his head and continued to think hard.

Jian Qiuran counted the time for it, and when there was still nothing at 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, she took out the medicine and said, "Go to sleep for a while, and work hard next time."

The big white tiger was dejected, and asked anxiously: "If I can't remember the same next time, will you let me out?

After all, it was his own body, even if it was not fully activated, he could sense something, looking at the young man's animal eyes full of anticipation.

Jian Qiuran squatted down and looked straight up, and said softly: "It's not me, but you, the right to choose is always in your hands."

The big white tiger tilted his head, he didn't quite understand and vaguely understood.

"I'll definitely remember next time," it said.

Jian Qiuran: "Okay."

Big White Tiger: "I want to eat meat next time."

Jian Qiuran: "Okay."

The big white tiger drank the potion, and when the drowsiness struck, it suddenly became afraid—it was afraid that there would be no next time, that it would never come out again, that it would lose its youth...

It's really getting more and more useless.

Incapable of protecting what he wants, he is so depraved that he can only be afraid in his heart.

It's really useless.

……

The light gradually faded, and the big white tiger turned back into energy-saving dumpling, its eyes were closed tightly, and it fell asleep unconsciously.

Jian Qiuran sighed, carried the dumpling back to the cat's nest in the bedroom, and frowned slightly at the two remaining tubes of medicine.

Because of the state change, Jian Qiuran changed the feeding time to the evening, so as to keep the little white tiger stable and make the big white tiger go back to sleep, killing two birds with one stone.

But this can't stop the reduction of medicine and the danger of getting closer.

and so……

Marlin where are you?

Probably due to his strong thoughts, Jian Qiuran suddenly had a flash of inspiration, thinking of something and quickly turned on the computer.

Since Marin disappeared, Jian Qiuran turned on the computer, except for self-study and soaked in the forum. The daily order was very fulfilling, and she went in and out hundreds of times, but she never thought of clicking on Zhiyu post to take a look.

This was the medium through which he met Marin Baigoudan for the first time!

Jian Qiuran clicked in with some expectation.

It is still the familiar virus invasion, and the iron wall set by Marin is like a paper wall in the connection, which is pierced in a second.

able to do this...

The hacked computer screen lit up again, and the image that appeared on the screen and Jian Qiuran looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

Jian Qiuran's tense nerves finally relaxed, she leaned on the back of the chair and said with a fake smile: "Long time no see, Mr. Marin."

Marin looked at the little white tiger through his shoulder, then looked away and smiled, "Long time no see."

Jian Qiuran asked: "What's going on?"

Marin smiled bitterly: "It's about the country's military issues, so I'm sorry I can't go into details."

Jian Qiuran raised her eyebrows and asked back: "So you don't plan to give Bai Goudan an explanation, do you?"

Marin frowned, pondered for a moment, and then compromised: "Then Mr. Jane, please tell the little master that I didn't leave on purpose."

"Because the disease did not progress for a long time, I was a little impatient. When discussing the reason with the attending doctor, I lost my sense of control. The connection communication was too long, and I was almost tracked to the location."

"The situation was critical at that time. In order not to expose the little master, the battleship's anti-reconnaissance capability was automatically activated, and it was too late to leave anything behind. Later, I jumped too many times in a row, and the tracking was thrown away, but now... I am very far away from you."

It was rare for Marin to be deflated, and his expression was full of vicissitudes: "I counted it, and I can reach the earth by jumping fifteen more times."

The corner of Jian Qiuran's mouth twitched: "You ran so far, what should you do with the white dog?"

Marin asked: "How much medicine is left?"

Jian Qiuran: "Two things. Another piece of good news in misfortune, it has remembered its own surname, and can turn into a big white tiger through memory... But the big white tiger can't save energy on its own, and it can only fall asleep with potions."

Marin's eyes lit up, and he was rarely happy: "It's already very good. I believe that the little master is only one chance away from crossing 50%. I will go back as soon as possible!!"

Jian Qiuran was angry: "It's useless for you to come back, the point is the medicine! There are only two tubes left!"

Resisting his excitement, Marin explained: "After I got rid of the tracking, I specifically contacted the attending physician. Compared with the fifteen jumps I need to go back, they have the folding space channel to arrive faster. I believe it will not be a few days. It's almost here, Mr. Jian, please hold on!"

Jian Qiuran endured: "It depends on the 30% of the shares."

Marin laughed: "Have you found out?"

"Nonsense, do you know how much impact your sudden departure has caused?" Jian Qiuran became more and more angry as she said: "What I said at the beginning was better than what I sang, and I kept saying that I would just give medicine. Now? I will follow you to clean up the mess. Become the attending physician of Bai Goudan!"

Marin said sincerely: "You have worked hard."

Jian Qiuran: "Don't come to me with such nonsense."

Marin immediately changed his words: "When I go back, let the little master transfer another 10% of the shares."

Jian Qiuran: "..."

Well, that's forgivable too.

The two chatted for a while, and Jian Qiuran brought the dumpling to the computer and showed it to him.

Marin looked at the intact and fat dumpling, and said with emotion again: "I am so lucky to be able to cooperate with Mr. Jian."

Even though young people love money and even have a bad impression of them, when an accident occurs, the young people keep their promises and take good care of the little white tiger after receiving the money. Instead of taking advantage of the fire, they help them tide over the difficulties.

Some people who like but promise to have a good temperament are really comfortable to cooperate with.

After worrying for so long, Marin finally relaxed and looked at them kindly, like an old father.

Jian Qiuran felt cold, blocked the sleeping Bai Tuanzi in front of him, and asked suspiciously: "Is this your little master or your son?"

Marin smiled: "It's all counted. In our country, the housekeeper is equivalent to the dad. I watched the little master grow up."

Jian Qiuran: "What about his parents?"

Marin said in a simple way, "very busy."

Jian Qiuran understood. Just as she was about to complain, she saw that Marin's smiling expression changed. Before he could speak, he hung up the communication and kicked him out of the link.

Jian Qiuran was taken aback, guessing that something had happened again, put the dumpling back, sat in front of the computer and waited for a while.

The computer recovered from the virus and returned to normal without any news.

…no news is not necessarily a bad thing.

And once the medicine problem is resolved, they will have plenty of time to wait for the rendezvous, this time there is hope.

Jian Qiuran was in a calm state of mind. After switching to the forum, seeing that the small group was screaming and challenging herself, she replied in a good mood: "Are you coming to PK?"

People who have suffered countless defeats: "..."

Sorry to bother you, I just wailed twice to practice my voice.

Xiao Wang, who rarely spoke, suddenly erupted: "I'll do it."

The group suddenly cheered up.

Someone said: "Little Wang Chong! You must avenge us QAQ."

Some people also said: "Ace of Hearts, I am optimistic about you, come on, come on, take Xiao Wang's place!"

There were still people in the group as referees. After the [-] started, Jian Qiuran quickly entered Xiaowang's computer, randomly cut off a desktop and sent it to the group.

People in the group: "Wow~~oh~~"

What shocked them was not that the Ace of Hearts defeated Xiao Wang, but that Xiao Wang, a cool guy who usually talked less and coldly, and bubbled no more than seven times a week, actually used a gourd baby as a table? ? ?

Fire-breathing gourd baby?

This is too childlike!

Everyone in the group laughed like crazy, they interviewed Xiao Wang why he likes gourd babies.

Xiao Wang was very calm: "My girlfriend gave it, and there is another one that sprays water, for summer."

The single dogs in the group: "..."

Forget it, today is not suitable for chatting.

Maybe it was because of a change of mind, Jian Qiuran was very happy chatting in the group, and when he came back to his senses, it was already four o'clock in the morning, and the sun was about to come out.

Oops, I'm habitually staying up late again.

Jian Qiuran was annoyed, and after saying goodbye to the group, she hurriedly washed and rested.

Because he was too guilty, he also dreamed that Aunt Zheng grabbed his ear and reprimanded him for not paying attention to his body.Jian Qiuran wanted to defend himself, but the Cheng family brothers took the opportunity to add fuel and criticism, accusing: "This is not the first time!"

Cheng Tianle: "Brother Ran didn't have breakfast today."

Cheng Tianjia: "It looks like I won't eat it tomorrow."

Cheng Tianle: "Brother Ran is paying less and more attention to his body."

Cheng Tianjia: "It looks like the scar is healed and the pain is forgotten."

Jian Qiuran: "..."

He suspected that he had dreamed of cross talk.

The next day Jian Qiuran really missed breakfast and ate it with the noon portion.

The little white tiger slept harder than him, and didn't wake up until it was dark. The whole beast was so hungry that it chased the young man for food.

Until the stomach was full, the little white tiger lay relaxed on the sofa. Before enjoying it for two seconds, the young man took out his mobile phone and said with a smile, "Come here, I'll show you a big surprise."

The little white tiger gasped: "Bastard! How did you promise me!!"

Jian Qiuran: "No, this is..."

Little White Tiger: "I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen!"

Jian Qiuran: "..."