I have ten trillion licking dog gold

"How did you come?"

Under the streetlight, the shadows of the two gradually shrank until they overlapped.

"Take a car."

The Taoist nun sister who fell from the sky answered calmly.

There is a distance of nearly two thousand kilometers from Bashu to the East China Sea.

When I came back, I felt exhausted.

"You didn't sneak down here, did you?"

Jiang Chen asked with a smile.

"I have spoken to Master."

It seems that my wine money was not wasted.

People outside the world are more real than worldly people.

"You are so brave. Didn't I tell you, call me at any time and I will pick you up."

Jiang Chen educated him boldly, "Although you are very skilled, this is an era of brain games. If you really encounter human traffickers and fraudsters, you won't even know how you got to the bottom of Myanmar."

Duanmu Liuli stared at him without saying a word, not sure whether he understood or not, her eyes were like the quiet flowing mountain stream, crystal clear.

Forget it.

After all, it's safe and sound.

Jiang Chen had to stop.

"Have you eaten anything?" he asked.

"Ah."

Before he finished speaking, there was an inappropriate "coo" sound.

Jiang Chen's eyes moved down, looking at Yima Pingchuan's belly, and he almost laughed out loud.

Even the immortal Taoist nun who doesn't eat fireworks can't control her physiological reactions after all.

Jiang Chen raised his head.

Duanmu Liuli didn't look at him and looked away.

Jiang Chen coughed lightly, "I didn't eat anything at night. I'm a little hungry. Please eat something with me."

How understanding.

Duanmu Liuli said nothing, and still didn't look back.

This Taoist nun, who had been isolated from the world since childhood, gradually became humane, and at least 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.

He didn't go too far, maybe he was too hungry and needed to hurry up, so Jiang Chen found a restaurant for late night snacks near the Bund.

"Sir, if there are only two of you, these meals may be a bit much."

Dadonghai is indeed Dadonghai. It is worthy of being a benchmark in China. It actually reminds customers not to waste.

It would be nice if there were other places that didn't try to rip off customers.

"It's okay, just go ahead and pack it if you can't finish it."

When the customer said this, of course the store couldn't say more, "Wait a minute, 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."

If this reaches other people's ears, I'm afraid that instead of letting him pass, 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 of water."

Boss Jiang pushed the water cup over, which was very considerate.

Nothing was delivered.

It's also good to use a water cushion first.

Perhaps because she really didn't regard him as a stranger anymore, Duanmu Liuli didn't show any politeness. He picked up the water glass and drank it all in one go, and put the glass down calmly.

"Still drinking?"

Jiang Chen was carrying the kettle before he could put it down.

Duanmu Liuli didn't answer.

Silence is the answer.

So Jiang Chen poured her another glass.

Duanmu Liuli still didn't blink and finished it off in one gulp.

Could it be that not only did he not eat, he also didn't even drink a sip of water?

"Didn't you drink water on the way?"

Jiang Chen continued to fall.

"I have no money."

Duanmu Liuli finally spoke out.

"..."

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: "Whether you come by plane or train, there will be free drinking water."

Duanmu Liuli was quiet again.

"It's better that you don't run around alone anymore."

Jiang Chen put down the kettle.

He said he was hungry, but when the food came, he didn't eat much. Instead, the lady brought it all to Duanmu Liuli first.

"Miss Yu's craftsmanship is good, but it's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. She must have been frustrated these days."

Duanmu Liuli, who may have been hungry all day, did not move, which shows his determination.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen picked up a gold scroll and stuffed it into his mouth.

Then, 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?

Jiang Chen didn't bother the other party and 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 skipped meals at night. As a result, he would be woken up by hunger in the middle of the night. He felt that way. It’s still fresh in my memory.

He would cry when he was 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 was 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.

It's because he didn't think enough about it.

But what to do with these things?

You have said it 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 busy streets, he was in trouble again.

Sister Taoist Sister is indeed here.

But how to place a big living person?

Going to stay in a hotel?

If I had just met him, there would be no psychological burden, but now I feel a little bit sorry to leave him alone in a hotel.

Bring back Spring and Autumn to Washington?

It's also inappropriate.

the first.

It wasn't 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.

correct.

Suddenly, after thinking hard, an idea came to his mind and he found a suitable place.

"Come with me."

He took his Taoist sister in a car and came to Jin Zhuxuan's community.

"Dong dong dong..." A few seconds after knocking on the door, the door was opened from the inside, and Jin Zhuxuan actually had just the right amount of 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 face didn't change, and his heart didn't beat. He picked up the bag on his hand.

Jin Zhuxuan was even more happy, 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 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've already set off?"

Xia Wanqing is not here.

"Well, I'm leaving today. Mr. Jiang, what are you drinking?"

"No, I'm not thirsty."

Jiang Chen didn't let anyone else do anything, he put the packed midnight snacks on the coffee table, looked at Duanmu Liuli, "Sit down."

Then, he looked at Jin Zhuxuan, who was a bit reserved as the host, "You should also sit down."

"Miss Duan... so beautiful."

After all, she is an idol artist. Kim Joo-hyun knows how to treat others. Moreover, the appearance of Mr. Jiang, her friend, is indeed amazing to her, and even makes her, who is known as the national treasure of Goryeo, feel a little ashamed.

Since I started working in the industry, I have never felt this way before, even though the entertainment industry is in short supply of handsome men and beautiful women.

And that's 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 technology of those plastic surgery institutions is, they will never be able to replicate it.

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 rather embarrassing, Jiang Chen still corrected her, "Her surname is Duanmu."

"Ah...Mian Hamnida!"

In shame, 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 waist?

She has seen even female bodyguards, and they all have iron-faced 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 her appearance. You should understand what I mean by now. If you piss her off, I won't be able to stop her if she throws you down."

Jiang Chen said seriously.

Jin Zhuxuan was like a frightened deer, he immediately looked away from Duanmu Liuli and suddenly became more reserved.

Jiang Chen couldn't bear it anymore. After all, he came here so late to ask for help.

"Just kidding, it's true that she is my bodyguard, but as you can see, she is different from those regular bodyguards."

Boss Jiang smiled and said, "But it is true that she is very good at fighting, just like you. A hundred of them are not a problem."

He's really good at using metaphors.

Don't use yourself as an example, but use others as examples.

"awesome."

Jin Zhuxuan said softly, without any doubt.

But don't forget, quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. Although she is a delicate idol and has no power to tie a chicken, if there are a hundred, she should not be underestimated.

But Jiang Chen definitely wasn't bragging.

After all, in Goryeo, he had witnessed Lan Peizhi's fierce strength with his own eyes.

That is truly one against a hundred, invincible.

"Ms. Xia went on a trip. You live alone. Are you lonely?"

Jiang Chen's sudden concern made Jin Zhuxuan's eyes tremble. She and Jiang Chen looked at each other, then immediately lowered their heads slightly and quickly replied: "Fortunately, Mr. Jiang, don't worry, I did the same thing when I was in Korea before. Lives alone.”

They are all artists, why is there such a big gap?

Think of Yang Ni.

Even before he finished speaking, he probably understood what he meant.

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? There's not even anyone to talk to."

"No, I can practice calligraphy, read books, dance, and watch TV..."

Really.

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.

Quiet.

Completely out of sorts.

"Mr. Jiang, are you...what's wrong?"

Fortunately.

It's not just a lump of elm wood.

Jin Zhuxuan finally noticed a clue.

"I need your help with something."

It seems I can no longer beat around the bush.

"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, these words may easily lead to ambiguity, but after all, they are not really from China, and it is completely understandable that they do not express their meaning or use the words inappropriately.

"Just 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 turning his head to look at Duanmu Liuli, who was silent.

"She has a 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, forget it, I'll think of another way."

“Convenient, convenient!”

Jin Zhuxuan said hurriedly: "You can be my companion."

Jiang Chen nodded.

"It's troublesome."

"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."

He still understands the ways of 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 a problem with the environment, right? She's not from China, she's a star in Korea, she has a good personality, you should be able to get along with her."

Duanmu Liuli never refuses 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.

"Are the only women you know?"

She looked at Jiang Chen and asked clearly and seriously.

As expected, Boss Jiang was stunned, as if he had been struck by lightning. After being stunned for a long time, he straightened his expression and asked the same serious and serious question,

"You want to live with a man?"

Killer.

Immediately.

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 straightened his back involuntarily, 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, as if dialing a number, it was natural and flawless.

But actually.

He knows the phone number of an old immortal. (End of chapter)