Urban Hidden Dragon

Chapter 42 what to do

It was already eleven o'clock when Zhao Dong returned to the dormitory. Looking around, only two of the three security guards he got during the day came back.

One of them was talking on the phone with his girlfriend, and the other was playing Glory of Kings on his mobile phone.

Zhao Dong didn't show politeness to them, he washed up and went to bed.

The two security guards looked at each other, and the contempt flashed in their eyes. The pick was not aimed at Zhao Dong, but purely to express dissatisfaction with Fatty Sun.

Originally, they planned to go through the motions with Zhao Dong tomorrow, but it turned out that this guy didn't even dare to fart for the few people's absenteeism?
Simply let go of this thought.

It happened that the salary was paid, and I was thinking about how to run Fatty Sun tomorrow.

The reason why they were targeted by Fatty Sun was not because of lack of ability, but because of lack of filial piety.

According to the level, [-]% of the salary is filial to Fatty Sun. This is an unwritten unspoken rule of the security department.

They refused to accept it before, and now there is no other way. If they don't give in to Fatty Sun, they can only follow Zhao Dong to the dark side.

Although they don't know the inside story about the theft at the construction site, they can still guess a little clue. If it is really a good job delivered to your door, how many of them will you get in which round?

Zhao Dong doesn't care what they think, the opportunity has already been given, since they don't know how to cherish it, and when they regret it in the future, he will never show mercy!

Thoughts were chaotic and sleepy, but was awakened by a WeChat message.

After Zhao Dong returned to Tianzhou, he changed his phone number. He only added two friends, one is Shu Qing and the other is Meng Jiao. Sophie only saved one phone number. With the current relationship between the two, there is no need to send WeChat. .

Shu Qing's friend was blocked on the day they broke up, so naturally it couldn't be her.

He picked it up and saw that it was indeed from Meng Jiao.

The content is very simple, only one sentence, "Is the injury on your body better?"

The gentleness of Goddess Meng and the ruthlessness of Goddess Su form a stark contrast at this moment.

Zhao Dong was typing on the keyboard and was about to reply, when the second message came in, "Wouldn't it be checked by Goddess Su for posting WeChat so late?"

"I live in a dormitory." Zhao Dong added a pouted expression.

After a while, the third message came in, "My hands hurt from washing your clothes!"

Followed by a picture.

Zhao Dong clicked on it, and his breathing suddenly stopped.

The picture shows a slender and soft pancreas, with small palms, long fingers, neatly manicured nails, slightly red fingertips, and a hazy glow on the white skin, giving people a sense of weakness and beauty.

He subconsciously looked at it a few more times before turning off the picture and replying, "Is the washing machine broken?"

Meng Jiaole on the other end of the phone leaned back and forth, is Zhao Dong a straight man?If other men hear this, they will definitely say how distressed and comforted they are.

Even if it's not good, I'm afraid I have to ask why wash it by hand?Or should I treat you to dinner?

He was so lucky that he actually asked about a washing machine that was out of reach?

Meng Jiao was helpless, all the words she had prepared were useless, so she simply asked, "Don't you feel bad?"

Zhao Dong replied honestly, "My heart hurts."

Reminiscent of Zhao Dong's naive attitude, Meng Jiao felt a little teasing, and smirked and sent out an ambiguous text, "When I was washing clothes, I wet my bottom!"

This time I waited for a full minute before receiving a reply, "Be careful not to catch a cold!"

Meng Jiao was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing, Zhao Dong is too honest, too funny, right?

If it is a man with a normal orientation, nine times out of ten he will say that I don't believe it, let me see it and so on.

How lucky he was to keep himself from catching a cold?
Haha, why didn't I find out before, this guy is so interesting!

While being moved in her heart, Meng Jiao became playful and sent another message in a teasing manner.

Zhao Dong had been tossing around for a whole day. He was already tired, and he drank some alcohol. He was about to sleep when the screen turned on again.

He subconsciously wanted to say good night, but when he saw the words on the screen, his drowsiness disappeared without a trace.

"Do you want to see it?"

The lingering temperature of pure grain burning rose in his abdomen, Zhao Dong even became short of breath, and he didn't know what he thought of, he felt his cheeks burning hot, and his body writhed restlessly.

With the strength of alcohol, he replied tremblingly, "Can I watch?"

After waiting for a short time, the phone vibrated again, and Zhao Dong took a deep breath before carefully clicking on the picture.

A pair of pure white soles appeared in front of her eyes. Unlike Sophie, her soles were slightly plump, but they did not affect the appearance at all. On the contrary, they added a bit of sexiness, and her small thumb was painted with a touch of light blue.

Even though he knew he was being tricked, he still couldn't bear to look away.

The backs of her feet were already wet, and a few drops of crystal water gave off a blurred color under the lamp.

The last two messages sounded one after another.

"Stop teasing you, sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

"Hide the picture well, don't let your goddess Su find out, I'm not in charge of putting out the fire!"

It was destined to be a restless night, Zhao Dong tossed and turned in his sleep, a face flashed in his mind from time to time, he couldn't see who it was, but it was extraordinarily beautiful.

When I got up early the next day, something embarrassing happened, and I went into the water.

He hurriedly changed into a pair of clean underwear, and then took out his phone again. Although he was reluctant to part with it, he heartily deleted the call history.

Although he and Sophie are still in a cold war, but there are two pictures on the phone, so I feel a little guilty.

……

The next few days were uneventful.

Zhao Dong drank tea in the security department during the day, and went to see Old Man Wang for drinks, smokes, and chatted at night.

Somewhat unexpectedly, starting from this day, the third episode of the theft has temporarily disappeared, and nothing has been lost for several days. It seems that this incident has come to an end.

Even Fatty Sun seemed to have forgotten about it, smiling at each other every day, without mentioning it, let alone urging him.

Xu San breathed a sigh of relief, but Zhao Dong couldn't be happier.

Work is one aspect. As time goes by, he feels a lot of pressure.

I always feel that this matter is not as simple as it seems, and the current calm is more like a harbinger of a storm!

On the other hand, there are emotional problems, which have froze with Sophie's progress.

Zhao Dong wanted to put down his face and admit his mistake, but unfortunately, the other party was very busy these days, so he didn't come home sooner or later, and he didn't come back until after ten o'clock every day.

They were sent back twice, and the car was a black Mercedes.

After standing at the gate of the Emperor Garden for a month, Zhao Dong can now easily judge that the price of this car is around 200 million. With his current salary, he may not be able to afford it without eating or drinking for the rest of his life.

The owner of the car is a man in his 30s. He is handsome and wears gold-rimmed glasses. Every time he will take the initiative to open the door for Sophie without overstepping, showing his gentlemanly demeanor.

Zhao Dong didn't want to be jealous, but he was legally recognized as his wife. Seeing Sophie getting out of the luxury car every day, he felt really uncomfortable.

However, out of respect and trust for Sophie, he has been trying not to have an attack, but today he couldn't help it anymore, and even his eye sockets started to twitch.

After the man got out of the car, he gave a polite hug, but his hand was a little dishonest, and the palm that fell on her back began to rub.

Sophie also noticed something strange, but she drank half a bottle of red wine tonight, and the high heels on her feet were shaking. If she pushed the man in front of her away, she would probably fall down in embarrassment!
Thinking of the man's identity again, she froze for a moment.

What should I do?
Sophie's hesitation was interpreted by the man as acquiescence, and a charming magnetic voice sounded beside her ear, "You drink too much, let me take you home."

Sophie raised her brows, and originally wanted to push the man away, but unfortunately she didn't have the strength in her hands, and before she opened her mouth to refuse, she was pulled into her arms by a more tyrannical force.

Smelling the familiar scent, she guessed it was Zhao Dong, and she felt relieved, and then there was a sound of wind passing by.

Sophie was startled, and most of the wine was sober, she hurriedly exclaimed: "No!"

It's a pity that it was still half a step late, the man had already been knocked down by Zhao Dong's punch!
(End of this chapter)