I am a cat, I am a heartthrob in an escape game

"That's true," Mingming recalled. When he thought of the slightly smelly swimming pool after the rainy season and no one cared about it, he subconsciously felt itchy all over his body. .”

Chen Jiahuan's fist almost hit Mingming's chest, but at this moment Irene's reaction seemed to be a clear stream:
"Your transfer station still has a swimming pool?!" He looked at Mr. Chung beside him and asked, "You built it?"

A group of people were walking towards the subway station, and Mr. Chung was at the back. The slightly dazzling natural virtual sunlight passed through the floor-to-ceiling windows outside the subway station, and gently fell from the oblique top of his head. A colorful oil painting from the Middle Ages.

The man's bluish hair was intertwined with layers of light, as if sporadic light dust was scattered, and the cheap sweatshirt he was wearing was raised hundreds of grades, his legs were slender and straight, and they were so white in the sun. Liang, with a pair of white socks and daddy shoes on her feet.

"Hello? When do you need me to pick you up?"

Mr. Chung held the phone to his ear, and when he said this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a blush gradually spread to his ears.

Irene's face darkened instantly after witnessing this scene, she turned her head uncomfortably, and muttered, "Come on, you shouldn't ask the old man."

After finishing speaking, he still gave a thumbs up and pointed back at the cat bag in Mr. Chung's hand, "I'm really convinced, tell me, even cats are dating these days, and I'm still single. "

Quail Jiujiu, who was riding on Mingming's shoulder, bent down and mocked Irene, "What? Now I know how envious, brother ex-husband?"

Irene seriously suspected that this person sat so high on purpose, just to make herself look up at him.

Until Wang Shilin, who was always walking in the front with a face of resentment, heard this, and when he looked back, Irene clearly saw some kind of melon-eating in his eyes.

No, it's all about what!

"It's not my ex-husband!" He patted Chen Jiahuan's little face and smiled apologetically, "I didn't talk to you, my ancestor!"

Then he turned his head and changed his face, making a gesture to grab Quail Jiujiu, "Scream, it's the former captain! I can't fucking take it anymore!"

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"There's moss growing on this side and that side! Clean it up!"

Chen Jiahuan was sitting under the sun umbrella, holding a small blue fan that was spinning in his hand, directing the boys standing in the pool.

Mingming had a hole in his swimming trunks, and was laughed at by Quail Jiujiu, and now he was so angry that he threw the mop in his face, "Laugh again!"

"You're so disgusting, Mingming!" Quail Jiujiu raised his hand and waved away the cloth strip of the mop, and growled, "You've soiled my shirt, do you know how many fans I've gained with this shirt? !"

Not far away, Wang Shilin, who was sitting by the pool drinking soda, made a silent comparison, "It's much cooler."

Chen Jiahuan:
This group of people fought and fought hard in the dungeon, with unlimited energy, and when they came back, they showed their true colors, and they were dead in front of her, right?

"In this case, I can only cancel the milk tea order for you."

The little girl said as she opened the panel and poked twice at a certain order with green stripes on a white background.

Mingming and Quail Jiujiu who basically have no living expenses: What?

Diehard milk tea fan Wang Shilin: What?

Chen Jiahuan, holding a long thin sword in each hand, pinched the hilt of the sword, and pointed at the three people in front of him threateningly:

"It's too late to make amends."

Mr. Chung went up to the rooftop from the second floor of the subway station, and saw the three boys obeying the little girl's instructions, pointing and hitting, covering their faces and couldn't stop laughing for a while.

"You can see now, who is the boss in our family." He said to Irene who followed behind him upstairs, "We all raised her as a daughter."

Across the huge swimming pool, Chen Jiahuan yelled angrily, "Fuck you, you want to be a painless father, go dream it!"

Mr. Chung ignored her abuse, just smiled softly, noncommittal.

What a pet, Irene thought to herself, she would have scolded each other a long time ago.

"By the way, Irene, do you still have a fully automatic motorcycle on hand?" Mr. Chung stood still leaning against the railing of the stairs with his pockets in his pocket, and turned around and asked.

Irene frowned, "Yes, but how did you know that my inventory has not been merged into your team."

Chung Jun turned his head and looked at the transit station city outside the subway station, "The news that I bought it from Qi Wei can be regarded as a bit of support for him to resume his old business."

"He really went back to be an intelligence reporter?"

Irene felt unbelievable. At first, when he learned that Qi Wei had resigned as the vice-captain of [Airship in the Empty Window Period], he didn't understand. Feeling even more incredible.

Chun Jun didn't answer, but he felt that he should be able to understand Qi Wei's thoughts.

He wanted to go back to the life he had before he met Qiudie. Anyway, now that the [The Hanged Man] team has disappeared, there is indeed no one in this world who is more suitable for this job than him.

Mr. Chung vaguely remembered that before he entered the dungeon, that is, about three weeks ago, he unexpectedly ran into Qi Wei who sneaked in on the balcony of his home transfer station.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Qi Wei loosened his muscles and bones, and rattled the knuckles on his fingers, "It looks like a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred."

Chung Jun just woke up, with no clothes on his upper body, revealing the beautiful and smooth mermaid line around his waist. He rubbed his hair and said sleepily, "I'm wondering whether to strengthen the security facilities at the transfer station."

Just at this time, the knight and the princess also got out of the cat's nest when they heard the movement, and hid in the glass door quietly watching Qi Wei.

"Do you have cats?"

Mr. Chung turned around and closed the balcony door to prevent cats from running out, and replied, "I didn't expect that the final processing result of the human-animal conversion system would be to configure me and the cat body separately, but this is also very good. Keep a memory of my strange experience."

"It happened that Qiudie wanted to raise a cat for a long time, so she brought a white cat back to keep the knight as a companion."

Qi Wei looked at Chung Jun who was full of spring, and sneered.

"People say that every time you enter a dungeon and come out, you will feel like you are ten years older." He browsed on the public screen and confirmed the high-demand intelligence that needs to be collected today. Die, you should play in the game, you should die."

"Then when we talk about that girl Qiudie, I talk a lot."

After confirming the information order, Qi Wei also felt that it was inappropriate to trespass like this. In order to hide his embarrassment, he turned around and picked up the small water bottle on the balcony, and began to help water the neat rows of green plants.

"The last time you asked me about the information about the automated motorcycle, I got it for you. According to what we agreed, I will give you a friendly price, fifty flower silver. I will send the information to your panel now."

Chung Jun transferred the money silently, but never said a word.

"Why, you're not satisfied after I've worked so hard?" Qi Wei was puzzled.

Chung Jun: "No, what you are watering now is the succulents grown by Mingming, which don't need so much water."

Qiwei:?
Mr. Chung: "It's about to drown."

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The real world, Jingning District.

Outside a milk tea shop with a white and green signboard, Qiu Die fiddled with the ball head on the back of her head, and then showed the clerk the order number.

"Remember to shake before drinking, I wish you a pleasant meal."

Qiu Die took the large cup of milk tea specially packaged for Children's Day, inserted the straw, and took a sip of the scorching sun above her head.

She opened the umbrella and was about to walk towards the library when she raised her eyes and saw the person she had been thinking about for two weeks.

It's like the scene when Mr. Chung came to wait for her downstairs at her house a month ago.

The boy pulled up the goggles of his helmet and smiled brightly at her, like a flower blooming in the epiphyllum.

Linshui in Jingning City, this sycamore block is facing the endless river.

At this moment, the girl's thoughts are entangled with the wind on the Bund.

It's like cotton wool that can't be grasped no matter what, it is suddenly caught in the palm of the hand, making it tickle.

She couldn't get what she wanted for a while, but the ambiguous feelings that were close at hand, she should never forget in her life.

The two recent articles suggest that it is better to eat with two songs!Song list from the author~
Chapter 85's suggestion is "Don't Ask Ciaga (Farewell)"

Chapter 86 is suggested to be "Close" (Lai Tsai's version!)
I hope you can like the relaxed and pleasant painting style of these two days. Don't worry, I will try my best to fill in the pits I have encountered before!
There is one more tonight!