"How did you get here?"
Under the streetlight, the shadows of the two gradually shrank until they overlapped.
“Take a car.”
The Taoist sister who fell from the sky replied calmly.
The distance from Bashu to the East China Sea is nearly two thousand kilometers.
When I came back, I felt exhausted.
“You didn’t sneak down, right?”
Jiang Chen asked with a smile.
"I told Master."
It seems that my wine money was not in vain.
People outside the world are more real than worldly people.
"You are so courageous. Didn't I tell you that you can call me at any time and I will pick you up."
Jiang Chen educated him boldly, "Although you are very skilled It's risky, but now is an era of playing with the brain. If you really meet a trafficker or a fraudster, you don't know how you got to the bottom of Myanmar."
Duanmu Liuli stared at him without saying a word, and had no idea. Do you understand? His eyes are like the quiet flowing mountain stream, crystal clear.
Forget it.
Is it safe or not?
Jiang Chen is done.
"Have you eaten anything?" he asked.
"Yeah."
Before he finished speaking, a burst of "coo" sounded at an inappropriate time.
Jiang Chen's eyes moved down, looking at Yima Pingchuan's belly, and he almost laughed out loud.
Even a Taoist nun who doesn’t eat fireworks can’t control her physiological reactions after all.
Jiang Chen raised his head.
Duanmu Liuli did not look at him, but turned his head and looked away.
Jiang Chen coughed lightly, "I didn't eat anything at night, so I'm a little hungry. Please eat something with me."
How considerate.
Duanmu Liuli said nothing, and still did not look back.
This Taoist nun, who had been isolated from the world since childhood, gradually became humane, at least she began to know how to be shy.
“Let’s go.”
Jiang Chen turned around.
Duanmu Liuli, who had traveled thousands of miles to find him alone, followed silently.
I didn’t go too far, maybe I was too hungry, so I had to hurry up, so Jiang Chen found a restaurant near the Bund for late night snacks.
"Sir, if there are only two of you, these meals may be a bit too much."
Dadonghai is indeed Dadonghai, worthy of being a benchmark in China, and it actually reminds customers not to waste.
It would be nice if it were somewhere else that didn’t try to rip off customers.
"It's okay, just go ahead and take it away if you don't finish it."
The customer said this, so of course the store couldn't say more, "Wait a moment, you two."
"What a coincidence. When you called me, I was talking to your senior sister."
Jiang Chen picked up the teapot and poured water, while sighing: "Your senior sister is really annoying." I’m heartbroken.”
If this reaches people’s ears, I’m afraid he might not be allowed to go over, but he might just take a private plane back from Kyoto.
Fortunately, the Taoist sister is not a talkative person and will not tell anyone.
“Drink some water.”
Boss Jiang pushed the water glass over, which was very considerate.
Nothing was delivered.
It’s also a good idea to pad it with water first.
Perhaps because she really didn’t regard him as a stranger anymore, Duanmu Liuli was not polite. He picked up the water glass and drank it all in one go, and was calm when he put the glass down.
“Do you still want to drink?”
Jiang Chen carried the kettle before he could put it down.
Duanmu Liuli did not answer.
Silence is the answer.
So Jiang Chen poured her another glass.
Duanmu Liuli didn't blink an eyelid and drank it all in one gulp.
Not only did he not eat, but he didn't even drink a sip of water, right?
“You didn’t drink water on the way?”
Jiang Chen continued to pour.
“I have no money.”
Duanmu Liuli finally said.
“…”
Jiang Chen was speechless.
Indeed.
No matter whether she was on the mountain or down the mountain, she seemed to have never had any dealings with money.
The water in the water cup almost spilled, Jiang Chen smiled and said: "No matter you come by plane or train, free drinking water is provided."
Duanmu Liuli Quiet again.
"You better stop running around alone from now on."
Jiang Chen put down the kettle.
I said I was hungry, but when the food came, I didn’t eat much. Instead, the lady brought it all in front of Duanmu Liuli.
"Miss Yu's craftsmanship is good, but it's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. She must have been exhausted these days."
Duanmu Liuli, who may have been hungry all day, did not move, which shows her determination.
Seeing this, Jiang Chen picked up a gold scroll and stuffed it into his mouth.
Later, Duanmu Liuli picked up the tableware.
Upbringing.
It really has nothing to do with being rich or poor.
Look, he grew up in the mountains, how polite he is?
Didn’t disturb the other party, Jiang Chen didn’t speak anymore. He knew what it felt like to be hungry. When he was a child, because of his skinny skin, picky eaters, and stubbornness, he often didn’t eat at night, and he would be hungry in the middle of the night. Wake up, he still remembers that feeling.
He cried when he felt hungry and uncomfortable, but his mother would not spoil him. She would only get up and fry a bowl of egg fried rice. Over time, his picky eating problem gradually disappeared.
The corners of Jiang Chen’s mouth rose unconsciously.
Later, he ate egg fried rice in many places, but he could no longer taste the taste of an ordinary egg fried with a little vegetable oil in those early morning nights.
“Don’t eat?”
Duanmu Liuli stopped.
But there is still less than half of the things on the table.
Jiang Chen was a little unexpected.
After all, he knew the other person’s appetite very well, and he ordered it based on his past experience.
“Don’t eat too much at night.”
Until you hear what the other person says. He just woke up from a dream and suddenly realized.
Yes.
No matter how hungry you are, don’t overeat as it is not good for your stomach.
He didn't think enough about it.
But what to do with these things?
You have something to say first, and Boss Jiang is also a person who has lived a hard life, so he really asked the waiter to pack it.
When he walked out of the restaurant with his things and looked at the still lively streets, he was in trouble again.
Sister Taoist Sister is indeed here.
How to place a big living person?
Going to stay in a hotel?
If we had just met, there would be no psychological burden, but now I feel a little bit sorry to leave him alone in a hotel.
Bring back the Spring and Autumn Period to Washington?
It’s also inappropriate.
First.
That's not actually his house.
Second.
Regardless of who is the homeowner, we have to consider Li Shurui’s feelings.
Even with Li Shurui's character, she shouldn't mind, but killing first and then reporting, and communicating in advance, are two different things.
Standing on the street, Jiang Chen was in a dilemma, not knowing whether to go left or right.
That’s right.
Suddenly, after thinking hard, an idea came to his mind and he found a suitable place.
“Follow me.”
He took his Taoist sister in a car and arrived at Jin Zhuxuan’s community.
“Dong dong dong…” Within a few seconds of knocking on the door, the door was opened from the inside, and Jin Zhuxuan actually had just the right amount of light makeup on her face.
Even if you are a celebrity artist, you are still at home late at night, so you don’t need to be so “self-disciplined”, right?
“Mr. Jiang.”
She was quite happy to learn that Jiang Chen was coming, and she didn't even hide her emotion, it was directly expressed on her face.
“I brought you some midnight snacks.”
Boss Jiang’s expression did not change and his heart did not beat as he picked up the bag on his hand.
Jin Zhuxuan was even happier, but when she opened the door to let Jiang Chen in, as her field of vision expanded, Duanmu Liuli behind Jiang Chen came into view, and her smile instantly condensed.
“This is my friend, Duanmu Liuli.”
Jiang Chen introduced.
As for introducing Jin Zhuxuan to the Taoist sister, there should be no need to do anything unnecessary.
“Oh, please come in.”
Jin Zhuxuan quickly restored her smile and greeted the two of them into the house with no unusual enthusiasm.
“They have already set off?”
Xia Wanqing is not here.
"Well, I'm leaving today. Mr. Jiang, what do you want to drink?"
"No, I'm not thirsty."
Jiang Chen didn't let anyone else be busy and packed the bags He put the late-night snack on the coffee table and looked at Duanmu Liuli, "Sit down."
Then, he looked at Jin Zhuxuan, who was a bit reserved as the host, "Sit down too."
"Miss Duan... you are so beautiful."
After all, she is an idol artist. Jin Zhuxuan knows how to deal with people. Moreover, the appearance of Mr. Jiang, her friend, really surprised even her. It even makes her, who is known as the national treasure of Goryeo, feel a little ashamed of herself.
Since I started working in the industry, this feeling has never been felt before, even though the entertainment industry is indispensable for handsome men and beautiful women.
And this is not the most critical thing.
In Korea, good-looking celebrities will become templates for plastic surgery institutions, and her face is hung on the display walls of many plastic surgery hospitals.
Everyone knows that the plastic surgery industry in Korea is very developed and it is the leader in the world. But this friend of Mr. Jiang...
She feels that no matter how advanced the technical level of those plastic surgery institutions, they are absolutely Cannot be reproduced.
Some beauty does not just lie in the skin. The skin can be carved and modified, but beyond the skin and buried under the skin, the scalpel cannot touch it.
"...Her surname is not Duan."
Although it was embarrassing, Jiang Chen still corrected him, "Her surname is Duanmu."
"Ah... Mian Hamnida!”
In embarrassment, Jin Zhuxuan even subconsciously used her mother tongue.
No need to understand, Jiang Chen could guess that it meant an apology.
"Is Miss Duanmu also an artist?"
Jin Zhuxuan asked with a rosy face.
It is understandable that such an association would occur. In Goryeo, any pretty woman will find a way to squeeze into the entertainment industry. If they don’t have good looks, plastic surgery institutions can help them create good looks.
“She’s not, she can be considered my bodyguard.”
Bodyguard?
Jin Zhuxuan's eyes widened unconsciously, and he stared intently at Duanmu Liuli, who did not match his image at all from any angle.
Aren’t bodyguards all big and strong, with a strong back and a strong back?
Even if she has seen female bodyguards, they all have iron faces and electric eyes. How can there be anything like this?
"Don't look at her like that, be careful if she loses her temper. You should not be judged by appearance. You should understand what I mean by now. If you piss her off, I can't stop her from throwing you down."
Jiang Chen said seriously.
Jin Zhuxuan was like a frightened deer. He immediately looked away from Duanmu Liuli and became more reserved.
Jiang Chen could no longer bear it. After all, he came here so late to ask for help.
"I'm kidding, it's true that she is my bodyguard, but as you can see, she is different from those regular bodyguards."
Boss Jiang smiled, "But it is true that she is very good at fighting, like You are like this. A hundred of them are nothing to mention.”
What a metaphor.
Don’t use yourself as an example, but use others as examples.
“It’s amazing.”
Jin Zhuxuan said softly, without any doubt.
But don’t forget, quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. Although she is the idol of Jiao Didi and has no power to tie a chicken, if there are a hundred, she should not be underestimated.
But Jiang Chen definitely didn’t brag.
After all, in Goryeo, he had witnessed Lan Peizhi's fierce strength with his own eyes.
That was truly one against a hundred, unbeatable.
“Ms. He nodded and quickly replied: "Fortunately, Mr. Jiang, don't worry. When I was in Korea, I lived alone."
We are all artists, why is there such a big gap?
Think of Yang Ni.
I’m afraid I understood it before I finished speaking.
So sometimes being diplomatic is not a bad thing.
Boss Jiang, who had nothing to say, could only cough lightly, "Then you must be bored, right? You don't even have anyone to talk to."
"No, I You can practice calligraphy, read, dance, and watch TV..."
That's true.
It’s fulfilling.
Looking at Gao Li's face who answered his question honestly, the corners of Jiang Chen's eyes twitched and his smile couldn't help but become a little stiff.
It’s quiet.
It was completely cold.
"Mr. Jiang, are you...what's the matter?"
It's okay.
It’s not just a lump of elm wood.
Jin Zhuxuan finally noticed a clue.
“I have something to ask you for help.”
It seems I can’t beat around the bush anymore.
"Mr. Jiang, please tell me, as long as I can do it, I am willing to do anything."
Jin Zhuxuan did not hesitate.
At first glance, this statement may easily lead to ambiguity, but after all, he is not really from China. It is completely understandable that his words do not convey his meaning or he uses inappropriate words.
"It's a little thing, aren't you the only one here now, so I want to ask her if she can stay here for a few days."
Jin Zhuxuan was caught off guard and couldn't help but turn her head to look Duanmu Liuli said nothing.
"She has a rather quiet personality and doesn't like to talk much. But don't worry, she must be a good person."
Jiang Chen explained, "If it's inconvenient, then forget it, I'll think about it again There is another way."
"Convenient, convenient!"
Jin Zhuxuan said hurriedly: "You can be my companion."
Jiang Chen nodded.
“Trouble.”
"No trouble!" Jin Zhuxuan immediately shook his head, "It's just a matter of raising your hand."
Jiang Chen smiled.
"Then I'll go and clean up the room. I'll sleep in Sister Wanqing's room. Miss Duanmu will sleep in my room."
Still understands the world.
Jin Zhuxuan quickly got up and went to clean the room.
"You stay here for a few days."
Jiang Chen looked at Duanmu Liuli, "You don't have any objections to the environment? She is not from China, she is a star in Goryeo, she has a good personality, you guys We should be able to get along with each other.”
Duanmu Liuli has never refused to be arranged, or in other words, so far, her life has been arranged by others.
This time is no exception.
She did not refuse Jiang Chen’s arrangement for her, but this time, it seemed a little unusual.
"Do you know only women?"
She looked at Jiang Chen and asked clearly and seriously.
Boss Jiang was stunned as expected, as if struck by lightning. It was not until he was stunned for a long time that he straightened his expression and asked in the same serious and serious manner,
"Do you want to talk to me? Men live? ”
Kill.
Soon.
For the first time in history, he felt the aura of danger in the Taoist sister's body, and even her eyes and expression had a third of the charm of his senior sister.
Jiang Chen's back straightened involuntarily, he quickly took out his cell phone, stood up at the same time, and pretended to say: "I'll report to the old Taoist leader that he's safe."
He walked aside, holding his cell phone and lowering his head He held his head as if he were dialing a number, completely natural and impeccable.
In fact.
He knows the phone number of an old immortal. (End of this chapter)