No one knows monsters better than me

Chapter 49 Police Car
"hot!!!"

August seemed to be endless, Qin Ren rode on the way to work, wishing he could carry Luo Yao to the company every day.

From the bottom of his heart, he envied the two girls in his family who were not afraid of the heat.

One is cold-blooded.

One is playing Xiuxian.

When communicating with cultivators, her answers are always as unearthly as her own temperament.

"You Rong, why aren't you afraid of the heat?"

"The avenue is as simple as it is, and the mind is calm and cool."

"..."

Okay, what else can I say?
Qin Ren was neither fat nor weak, but he was the kind of person who would die without the air conditioner in summer.

Qin Ren felt that it should have something to do with global warming.

Some people say that global warming is the natural law of the earth's climate change.

But it is also true that the hole in the ozone layer over Antarctica this year is twice as large as last year.

Anyway, in my impression, the previous summer was not like this.

At least after they left the orphanage and moved to the courtyard, Qin Ren and Gu Qing only needed one mat every summer.

The reason why the old creaking fan was turned on at night was purely because the older sister wanted the younger brother to sleep in his arms, so it would increase the body temperature a little.

Usually, a piece of watermelon, a green tongue, and a pack of small colorful ice cubes from the seven dwarfs will pass a refreshing summer like this.

But it's different now.

Once the weather gets hot now, no matter how many popsicles you eat, as soon as you leave the air conditioner or the human air conditioner, Qin Ren will start to sweat.

Especially Qianhe Construction, a Sino-Japanese joint venture company, always requires to wear formal clothes to work.

So when it was hot in summer, Qin Ren would sweat while riding a bicycle, walking, even sitting motionless at his work station.

Of course, this refers specifically to when the air conditioner in the office is broken.

Like today.

……

"Zhou... Chi..."

At 9 o'clock in the morning, Qin Ren sat slumped on his office chair, like a half-dead fish washed up on the beach:
"Give...your fan...lend me to blow on it for a while..."

"What about your mother?"

Zhou Chi on the opposite side moved the small USB fan closer to him, and then pushed a pot of green radishes on his side to Qin Ren's side:
"Here, nature cools down."

"Fuck off."

Putting Luluo aside, Qin Ren felt that the fabric back of the office chair felt like it was on fire, so he went to the meeting room and changed to a chair with a hollow metal back.

"Hey, Brother Chi, let me ask you a question."

"Say."

"It is said that women are made of water, why don't they like to sweat in summer?"

Zhou Chi, who was drawing a large sample picture, was taken aback when he heard this, and fell into deep thought.

Yup…

It seems a little strange.

You often see men on the street with their T-shirts wet in the front and back, but it is rare for women, especially if they even wear a piece of underwear under the T-shirt.

"I read online that women's sweat glands are more developed than men's."

"It's developed, but there's one thing you haven't figured out."

Zhou Chi's thoughts became clear:
"I think it's not that they don't like to sweat, but they don't get hot easily! If they are hot, they must sweat more than men. The reason why you think they don't like to sweat is because they don't feel hot enough."

I see……

Qin Ren felt that what Zhou Chi said made sense, that's why soon after Yun Wanhe came, Qin Ren saw that she was still strolling in the garden, and the flowing hair on her forehead showed no sign of being stuck .

"Hey, sister Yun, aren't you hot?"

"generally."

Yun Wanhe put down her bag, raised her hand to fan her face, but that was all.

Unlike Qin Ren and many other male colleagues in the company, who rolled up their sleeves and opened their necklines, they were still sweating profusely.

If it weren't for frequent bathing and the use of cologne-scented body wash for many years, Qin Ren guessed that he would be like Lei Laowu who dug the sewer in "Wulin Biography", and people would avoid him wherever he went .

"You're so hot..." Yun Wanhe turned on the computer and glanced at the beads of sweat in Qin Ren's open skirt.

"It's hot! It's so hot! Oh, I really want to take off my clothes..."

"..."

Yun Wanhe's throat moved, her eyes were in a daze for a moment, as if she was imagining something, when she came back to her senses, she tapped on the back of Qin Ren's chair:
"The little fans for the May Day lottery, there seems to be some left in Mr. Huang's office, do you want it?"

"Yes, yes! Thank you, Sister Yun!"

Qin Ren's eyes lit up and he smiled:
"Hey, it's still Sister Yun who treats me well, the master-student relationship is so touching."

"Okay, small things, how can it be so exaggerated..."

Yun Wanhe stood up from the office chair, caressing her buttocks, muttering faintly, but her steps towards the office seemed a little brisk, her small heels clicked, just like yesterday's Cheng Siyu.

It is indeed a trivial matter, but a woman's heart is also small, very delicate and sensitive.

Because of this kind of trivial matter, Yun Wanhe's mood suddenly became brighter than when Cheng Siyu first came yesterday, it felt like when a boy at the same table borrowed her eraser when she was studying.

A little interaction with a big fart, knowing that he will forget after using the eraser, but he can have a good day.

Hmm... But speaking of it, Yun Wanhe has never been at the same table with a boy since she was a child, and she doesn't know if this metaphor is accurate...

But this is not important, the important thing is that Yun Wanhe is very lucky, the air conditioner is broken today, many people have secretly gone to Mr. Huang's office to get the small fan, and it happened to be the last one left.

Mr. Huang often doesn't come to the company, and it's the same today. Yun Wanhe picked up the small fan. Since it was the last one, she carefully checked whether there was any damage. Gradually get heavy when working.

The newcomer who came yesterday, Cheng Siyu, who arrived at the company at some time, was standing beside Qin Ren with an exquisite Doraemon fan.

Yun Wanhe's heart sank slightly.

It felt like the boy at the same table asked him to borrow an eraser, but he couldn't find it after searching for a long time, so he asked another girl to borrow it.

……

"Qin Gong~ Surprised or not?" Cheng Siyu had a lively and playful smile on his face, just like Yun Wanhe's expression when he was a few years younger.

"Okay, you, where did you get it?" Qin Ren couldn't wait to plug the fan into the computer, turn it on to the maximum gear, and feel comfortable.

"I bought it, but I didn't know that the air conditioner just broke down today, so I bought two just in case."

Cheng Siyu shook another small fan in the shape of Doraemon in his hand:

"Here, I use this."

Qin Ren is a person who knows how to live, smacking his lips:
"There's no need to buy two for a rainy day, right?"

"Oh, then don't use it, I'll return one."

Cheng Siyu went to unplug the cable after speaking, Qin Ren immediately stopped her:
"Don't, don't, Cheng Gong bought it well, bought it well..."

"not good."

"it is good."

"not good."

……

Yun Wanhe stood not far behind the two of them, looking at the small fan in her hand, her bright red lips were bit by bit pursed and then loosened.

On the second day after I came here, I was chatting with the old staff...

Even if you pull and pull, your hands will touch each other from time to time...

Why are young girls nowadays so...so unselfish!

Snapped--

The irritability of yesterday rose again in Yun Wanhe's heart, her tall chest rose and fell sharply twice, she walked over with a cold face, put the small fan on her desk, pulled over the chair and sat down.

"Shh..."

When the minister arrived, as a new employee, Cheng Siyu immediately restrained himself and obediently sat back at his desk next to Qin Ren.

"Sister Yun is back?"

And Qin Ren didn't need to care about these things anymore, he turned his head and moved to Yun Wanhe's side:
"Where's the fan? Hehe, Cheng Gong gave me one just now, and it happens to be another one that cuts both ways. It's so cool."

Ha ha.

Still swaying left and right...

Yun Wanhe sneered in her heart, she didn't want to talk to him at all, she plugged the small fan into her computer and started blowing it.

"Uh... Sister Yun, aren't you not hot?"

"Suddenly it's hot."

Sister Yun said casually, and then called Cheng Siyu over:

"Xiao Cheng, let me tell you about the process of getting the land. You may have to get off work overtime today."

"Oh, alright."

Cheng Siyu began to look through notebooks and pens from his bag. Qin Ren was surprised when he heard this, and whispered to Yun Wanhe's ear:

"Sister Yun, the newcomer will work overtime the next day...?"

Yun Wanhe's ears were a little hot from the hot air from his lips, and even her face was a little hot, but she felt even more irritable because of his words:
"I want you to take care of it?"

"I don't care, just ask..."

"The newcomers work overtime, why are you so concerned?"

"No... I don't care, I'll just ask..."

"You are the minister and I am the minister?"

"…You are…"

"Then go back! Draw your picture!"

"..."

Qin Renxin said that Sister Yun seemed to be in a very unstable mood recently, but she suddenly became serious again, and her style kept switching back and forth between a domineering president and an approachable person.

Could it be that, like Luo Yao, a good friend is here?
With this possibility, Qin Ren didn't dare to speak up. When he was about to leave work, he saw his sister-in-law poring over a pile of forms and drawings he had just learned. Helping her with some work, Yun Wanhe's voice suddenly came from behind her:

"Why don't you leave after get off work?"

"Oh, nothing."

Qin Ren turned around and smiled dryly:

"It's just seeing Cheng Gong for the first time, and I want to help her take a look..."

"Need not."

I don't know if it was a hallucination, but Qin Ren seemed to see that when the minister frowned slightly, his mouth also pouted slightly, but he was not very happy anyway.

"You go back, I'll help her look."

"okay."

Although his sister-in-law quietly showed a pitiful look towards him, Qin Ren could only silently express that he was powerless to help. Today's minister was not something he could handle, so he went straight home.

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When he returned home, Qin Ren brought a cup of pearl milk tea.

"Thank you brother!"

It had been two consecutive days that Qin Ren had brought her milk tea. Classmate Yu Yourong was so happy, he took Qin Ren's coat and hung it up as usual, patted it on, handed her the slippers, and then began to help him untie his tie.

"Where's Luo Yao?"

"Next door, play with Tang Bobo."

Qin Ren was annoyed that the only "refrigeration appliance" at home was not there. He was dying of heat, so he simply changed into shorts and a T-shirt and went next door to fetch Luo Yao.

"Ah, Yaoyao's elder brother."

"Hello, Sister Su. You are being polite, Sister Su. Just call me Qin Ren."

After knocking on the door, it was Tang Bobo's mother, Su Yu, who opened the door. She was not wearing a black skirt today. Her upper body was a pink T-shirt and her lower body was a pair of white slim-fit capri pants.

This kind of trousers is actually very demanding on a person's figure. If the legs are not straight or fat or thin, they will appear twisted and twisted, but Su Yu will not. The plump and slender legs are well outlined, revealing a small Half of her white and tender calf, and the gray lace shallow boat socks on her feet have the feeling of a married woman.

"Yaoyao, your brother is here."

She turned around and yelled, and then the door opened, and a certain Pixiu came running over with her bare feet.

"Qin Ren Qin Ren~"

"Why don't you wear shoes?"

"Forget it~"

Anyway, the feet are not dirty, Qin Ren will not be disgusted when he wants to sneak around, so Luo Yao doesn't care about this kind of thing.

"What's for dinner~?"

"Braised pixiu."

Just knowing how to eat, Qin Ren spanked her little bottom lightly. Although he knew it was impossible, he was still afraid of bleeding, and then he couldn't wait to hug her up.

Call ~
Qin Ren's back shuddered and his whole body trembled. The human-flesh air conditioner lived up to its reputation...

Moreover, compared with the strange smell from the air conditioner, Luo Yao's sweet scent was also refreshing.

"Please, Miss Su."

"No no."

Su Yu smiled softly, brushed her ears and hair, revealing the metal earrings on the soft earlobe:

"It's not troublesome, Yaoyao often comes to accompany our mothers and daughters, we should welcome you as often as possible."

Although Su Yu is a single mother, given that she has a modest job in a state-owned enterprise, she spends more time with her children than Qin Ren.

"Qin Ren, you haven't said anything yet, what shall we have for dinner?"

Luo Yao was eighteen, she was not a child, and would not believe that Qin Ren really knew how to eat Braised Braised Pixiu, so when she got home she started asking questions again.

Qin Ren looked at the stock in the refrigerator at home, and found that it was full of vegetarian dishes, and today was the day to eat meat, so after thinking about it, he might as well go out to buy some meat food while it was getting dark, only to find that there was a car park at the gate of the community. A car with flashing red and blue lights.

police car?

(End of this chapter)