Chapter 93 Becoming Popular (20)
How many people in this world are going to commit suicide because of a fever?
No!
Just fucking Zhou Ye!
If you disagree, you will commit suicide; if you disagree, you will jump off the building!
I'm about to cry but have no tears. Why is his life so bad? There is such a person on the stall who is still afraid of pain and fatigue every day?
Seeing that Zhou Ye was ready to jump down, he let out a roar.
"Don't!! Not only will you not die if you jump from here, there is a high chance that you will suffer a fracture. If you are unlucky, you may become paralyzed. It will be much more painful than having a fever. You won't be able to die even if you want to!"
The words worked.
Zhou Ye was silent for a second.
Then he jumped off the window sill without hesitation.
really.
No one will die if you jump from the second floor.
She fell into the flower bed and was covered in mud. Not to mention dead, her skin was not even scratched.
Aow:......
It turns out that this is what it feels like when your heart stops beating.
He regretted it. He shouldn't have thought Zhou Ye was smart.
Zhou Ye is a savage who has not changed at all, and his brain cannot be much bigger than Guaziren.
The current situation is that she is standing in the flower bed, it is raining, and there is mud under her feet.
Aowu has already convinced Zhou Ye.
People have a bone in the back of their heads, but she has a bone in her head!
When others tell her something, she goes west.
When others beat dogs, she drives away chickens.
Aowu felt that he needed to find another way to get along with Zhou Ye.
"Master, how about we go find a doctor? The doctor is the most powerful person in the world. He can make you feel no pain at all!"
An injection of anesthesia will ensure that you sleep like a dead pig.
Aowwow, I hate that I don't have an anesthetic needle in my hand, otherwise I will definitely stab her!
Zhou Ye looked at the sky.
Strangely cold.
So she climbed back along the raised decorations on the walls of the villa.
What lesson did this incident teach Zhou Ye?
Human beings are not as weak as she thought, and they would not die if they jumped from the second floor.
Try the third floor next time.
She thought so and then found Fu Wenjun's bathroom.
Oow reminded her.
"You need to ask permission from others before using their bathroom." He was worried.
Zhou Ye turned around and walked towards the bedroom on the second floor.
The structure of this house was very similar to that of a villa in her first world, so Zhou Ye quickly found the door to the master bedroom.
"Knock, knock three times."
Zhou Ye raised his hand.
"Dong dong dong."
After about a minute, footsteps were heard in the room.
The next second, the door was opened, and the man was standing at the door, wearing a pair of gray pajamas, his slender fingers grasping the edge of the door, his delicate white face full of impatience and irritability.
"What's wrong?"
Zhou Ye raised his eyes.
"Can I use your bathroom?"
"Can't."
Fu Wenjun refused very simply, leaving no room for change.
"Do you have any medicine?"
Zhou Ye then asked.
Fu Wenjun turned around and was about to close the door.
Aowu was afraid that if Zhou Ye didn't take the medicine, he might come up with some messy tricks, so he hurriedly taught him.
"You have to tell him that you have a fever."
Zhou Ye followed and spoke.
"I have a fever."
Sure enough, the bedroom door that was about to close was opened again.
Fu Wenjun knitted his thick eyebrows and glanced at her with his narrow eyes under his messy bangs.
Apart from being a little dirty, he still wore quite a lot of clothes, so he probably didn't come here specifically to sacrifice himself.
"You wait."
He said nothing, turned around and walked into the room.
Zhou Ye stood outside waiting.
She had a severe headache, not only because of the fever, but also because of the hangover and the effects of the medicine, and her whole head was about to burst.
Her physical weakness made her already anxious heart feel as if it was being roasted on a grill.
(End of chapter)