Bringing the system to be a little ancestor in the 80s

Chapter 128 Pain Relief
When Qiao Miao woke up again, it was already daylight.

At some point, he was covered with a thin blanket.

She lifted the blanket and sat up, her body seemed to be much more relaxed. For many years, she hadn't slept so soundly like last night.

The safflower oil on the knee has dried.

He was still wearing Sun Wenzhong's police uniform.

Thinking of what happened last night, for some reason, I feel inexplicably happy.

On the table, there was still the breakfast he bought, soy milk and fried dough sticks, which were still hot.

Next to it, there is still a note.

I went to work, and I remembered to eat the breakfast on the table.

A very short sentence, no more words.

Qiao Miao smiled, opened the stool and sat at the table, picked up a deep-fried dough stick and ate it, took a sip of soy milk, her stomach warmed up, and her heart also warmed up.

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Sun Wenzhong didn't sleep almost all night, and when he returned to the bureau, he was completely out of spirit.

An old comrade in the bureau, seeing him like this, jokingly asked: "Oh, Xiao Sun, look at you like this, have you been sucked by some vixen?"

In the Public Security Bureau, there are a bunch of widowed and lonely men, like monk temples, one or two, like wolf cubs, their loneliness can't be resolved, and they have all sorts of nasty words on their lips.

And this colleague is the old single stick.

At this time, Liaozhai was popular, Brother Zhou smiled: "You have to take a good look, is it painted by a ghost?"

"Brother Zhou, can you stop teasing me?"

Sun Wenzhong smiled wryly and sat at his desk.

"Wait, where's your police uniform?"

"Really picked up by the vixen?" Instead of leaving, the old brother Zhou sat down at Sun Wenzhong's work station and chatted with him.

"No, it's the lesbian who was molested yesterday. The captain lent her the police uniform." Xiaoqian, who patrolled with her yesterday, came out to make a relief.

"Oh, so that's what happened."

Brother Zhou was no longer addicted, but he heard Xiaoqian say again: "But that lesbian yesterday was so beautiful, if she was a vixen, I would be willing to be sucked dry, hehe..."

When Sun Wenzhong heard this, the fierce man turned his head and glared at Xiaoqian.

Small money? ? ?

What's going on here?
At this moment, a girl at the door of the office shouted inside: "Brother Wen Zhong!"

When everyone saw the girl, they immediately shut up their jokes.

Who is this girl?The dignified chief's daughter.

Everyone in the bureau knew that Sun Wenzhong was about to ascend.

why?Because he is favored by the chief's favorite jewel, so is it just around the corner?
He looks good, which is really an advantage.

Everyone just talked about it as usual, and they really met the real master, but they didn't dare to fart.

Sun Wenzhong greeted him quickly.

But when people came to him early in the morning, he was reluctant to show them half a smile, instead he asked, "What are you doing here?"

Qiao Lian held a tin lunch box in her hand, "I made the dumplings yesterday, you heated them up at work at noon and ate them."

Sun Wenzhong was a little helpless: "Qiaolian, don't do this, I said, I..."

But before he finished speaking, Qiaolian stuffed the lunch box into his arms, turned around and ran away.

After running for a few steps, he turned around and said to him, "You must remember to eat."

The girl has crooked eyebrows and a sweet smile.

The eyes of the colleagues in the bureau were straightened.

Sun Wenzhong had no choice but to return to his work station with his lunch box. The expression of bitterness and hatred on his face made his colleagues itch with anger.

"What's the matter with you? The director's daughter sends care every day, are you not happy?"

"That's right, Qiaolian is beautiful and hardworking, but her eyes are not very good. If she takes a fancy to me, she might have a baby now."

A colleague said, "Hehe" smirked twice.

Brother Zhou teased that person: "You only want beautiful things."

Sun Wenzhong was full of complexities and had no intention of talking to them at all.

He was preoccupied all day long, and he didn't know what was in his mind. When he was patrolling at night, by a strange coincidence, he came to that street again.

He was aimless at first, but when he looked up, he saw a figure waving at the side of the road.

The surrounding lights were dim, but the thin and small girl stood there so clearly and conspicuously.

She was wearing a white knee-length suit jacket, carried a shoulder bag, and stepped on stiletto heels. She was shaking when she took a taxi.

Why did you drink so much again?Sun Wenzhong's heart swayed along with her body...

Qiao Miao was really drunk today, a customer wanted to take advantage of her and maliciously poured her wine.

Fortunately, she knew how to defuse the crisis. She was not taken advantage of by others, but she drank a lot of wine.

It was late, and there were not many empty cars on the road, and those carrying people rushed past her one by one.

She was so shaky that she nearly fell several times.

Fortunately, a taxi finally stopped in front of her.

She was about to get in the car and open the door, but a hand was ahead of her.

Qiao Miao looked up.

Such a handsome and pretty face makes people want to pinch it.

And she really did.

She patted his face with her hands: "Hey, it's you again, Officer Sun, we met again, what a coincidence..."

When a person is drunk, his consciousness is clear, but his emotions are out of control.

Sun Wenzhong took her hand away, his face was very gloomy: "Why are you drinking so much again?"

"How much... how much?"

Qiao Miao shook and almost fell down.

Sun Wenzhong moved very quickly, he grabbed her waist, using only his arms, and fisted with his hands.

Qiao Miao leaned against him, giggling, "I don't think it's much."

Sun Wenzhong couldn't communicate with her, "I'll see you off."

After finishing speaking, he tore open the car door and pushed her in: "Master, Jiang Bie Yuan."

Qiao Miao half leaned on the car, alcohol made her very excited, she scratched the tip of Sun Wenzhong's nose with her index finger: "Officer Sun, it's not good for you to be absent from work like this.

The people's police must serve the people. "

Sun Wenzhong ignored her words, but silently took her hand away.

He went to her home with ease.

"Where are the keys?" he asked her.

Qiao Miao was so drunk that she was a little unconscious, pointing to her satchel.

Sun Wenzhong had no choice but to take out the key and opened the door for her.

He supported her on the sofa: "Wait a minute, I'll make you some hangover soup."

However, when I opened the refrigerator, it was empty...

Qiao Miao was lying on the sofa, suddenly frowned, and called out "pain" as if in distress.

"Where does it hurt?" He asked nervously.

But she was covering her stomach with her hands: "Stomach hurts..."

It has been an old problem for a long time, the day and night are reversed all year round, and I drank a lot of alcohol, my stomach can no longer bear it.

Sitting next to her, Sun Wenzhong saw that her face was pale, and sweat was oozing from her forehead in the cold weather.

He panicked for a moment. "Is there any stomach medicine at home?"

"Stomach medicine...just finished."

"You wait, I'll buy it for you right away."

Just as Sun Wenzhong was about to get up, Qiao Miao grabbed her hand. She sat up from the sofa, and quickly tapped his lips.

The movement was light and fast, like a superficial touch, but in an instant, it felt like a thunderbolt, which made his whole body numb for a long time.

"what are you doing?"

"Stop the pain..."

(End of this chapter)