Amnesia Guide Of A Mermaid

Qin's housekeeper's little orange cat came to Qin's Manor, but he couldn't be favored by Mr. Qin. When he naughtyly ran to the third floor, he would be cold-eyed by Qin Ruoshui. The most advanced canned fish and all kinds of small snacks, the sharp little beauty face turned into a cake face in a few days, you can imagine that the future big orange has been set.

After Zhuang Yan came back from running, the little orange cat ran towards his four feet from the end of the lawn, hit one end on his ankle, and fell to the ground to start touching porcelain.

This is not the first time this has happened. Zhuang Yan sometimes feels that Brother Mermaid has left his own breath on his body, so this kitten only likes him very much.

He bent down and picked up the little orange cat at his feet, hugged him in his arms, and walked over to the rest bench on the side. He liked this furry little animal, and the sunset reflected on his red facial features. Grey eyes with a light smile.

Grandpa Zhuang has been in good health since taking the medicine and performing the operation. He was not happy because he heard that he was going to punch again. He was in a cold war with him, but he did n’t have to worry about it.

His palm was gently stroked on the kitten's back, the cat felt very comfortable, bowed his body and yawned lazily, and then crawled down on Zhuang Yan's thigh again, curled up into a small one group.

Zhuang Yan came and expressed interest: "I will tell you a story. There was a long time ago. There was a miller who left all his legacy to his three sons after his death. The boss got the stone mill and the second got it. A donkey, but the poor youngest got only a cat ... "

Zhuang Yan was immersed in his story, and he didn't find Qin Ruoshui came behind him when he just spoke to the four-legged beast on his thigh.

Qin Ruoshui felt that Zhuang Yan ’s story-telling posture seemed familiar to him, and he did n’t know why he suddenly had a bad hunch. However, he wanted to turn his head away, and the wheelchair under him suddenly did n’t listen to the call at this time. Keep him in place.

The original version of Zhuang Yan ’s story should also be the famous fairy tale “The Cat in Boots”, but when he reached his mouth, the main line of the story changed. It was originally a witty cat that helped the owner change the poor life and marry the princess. Now it becomes the master who is struggling hard for the lazy and vanity cat.

The subtle feeling of deja vu is even stronger.

"Later, the owner of this cat will never give it good-looking boots, do you know why?"

The little orange cat screamed, as if responding to Zhuang Yan.

This is more popular than his mermaid brother.

Zhuang Yan patted on the snow-covered belly of the four-legged beast, "It eats too much, and the owner is poor."

Qin Ruoshui: "..."

Suddenly there was a chuckle behind him, with a three-point mock, Zhuang Yan turned his head, only to find out when Qin Ruoshui came behind him, thinking that he might have listened to all his stories just now, a trace of embarrassment Zhuang Yan's psychology slowly spread.

Zhuang Yan is actually not a very talkative person. When he was a child, before he went to school, whether in his original home or in the Zhuang family, he had no friends around him, so he often told himself stories, in his own imagination Here, he has friends to accompany him.

When he grows up, he will nag when he feels lonely or fearful.

Just like when he was on the seabed, he would tell mermaids one story after another about the little beauty, not only to help mermaid brother carry out health education, but also to conceal his inner loneliness and fear.

Zhuang Yan stood up holding the four-legged beast on his thigh. The cat glared at him discontentedly. He patted on the round head of the cat. He coughed and yelled, "Sir."

Qin Ruoshui snorted lightly, his eyes stayed on Zhuang Yanhuai ’s cat for a moment, and he lowered his eyes, as if he did n’t want to stay in this place anymore. Patted on the armrest and turned back to the villa.

The evening glow decorates the sky with charm, leaving a layer of brilliant gold on the top of the mountain where the sun sets, gradually changing to orange, purple, and blue-gray above. The night slowly descends, and these gorgeous colors fade away.

The lawn lamp and the stars overhead appeared in this sky and earth at the same time. The evening wind came slowly, and the phalaenopsis shuddered with the large leaves, and it rustled.

Zhuang Yan looked at the back of Qin Ruoshui's departure, and guessed that after hearing the story he had just edited, it was estimated that he would be even more disgusted with him.

Zhuang Yan scratched the cat's chin. The cat stretched its neck and squinted comfortably. Hearing humans ask themselves, "Mr. Qin looks good, doesn't he?"

The cat sticks its tongue out and licks its paws. I do n’t know if it ’s good, but it should be delicious.

Zhuang Yan thought that the distance between him and Qin Ruoshui was far away, and his voice was not loud, which Qin Ruoshui could not hear.

But I'm sorry, all the words he said went into Qin Ruoshui's ears.

Qin Ruoshui's ears moved, covered with a layer of light pink, disgusted with cold heart, really superficial human.

Zhuang Yan held the cat and watched the stars for a while, then returned to the villa.

He will start his first game after his comeback tomorrow, and he will have a good rest tonight and have a good dream.

After returning to the third floor, Qin Ruoshui took a sports magazine from the study. After turning a few pages, he found that most of them were talking about ball sports. He lost interest in the moment and put the magazine down and asked Qin who was standing by. Butler: "Are there any plans for tomorrow?"

Butler Qin froze for a moment and shook his head: "Not yet."

"is it?"

I always feel that the tone of Mr. Qin's words seems to be that I want to arrange for him. According to Qin's butler's own years of experience with him, the following words must be carefully answered.

What will he forget about tomorrow? And it can be very important for Mr. to take the initiative, what is it?

Butler Qin racked his brains and thought for a while. Finally, I can only remember that Zhuang Yan's game seemed to be tomorrow. Does the sir want to watch the game?

In the end, Qin Butler had no choice but to hesitate and asked: "Zhuang Yan is going to play the game, is sir going to watch?"

Qin Ruoshui frowned, and Qin's steward giggled. Was he guessing wrong, then he heard the gentleman ask himself: "Did he invite me to go?"

In fact, there is no such thing. Zhuang Yan did not dare to disturb Qin Ruoshui, and felt that even if invited, Qin Ruoshui was like a fairy coming down from the painting and would not watch such a violent game.

Butler Qin nodded conscientiously and said with a smile: "Yes,"

Qin Ruoshui thought for a long while, looked up, and said a little embarrassedly: "Then I will just go and take a look."

"Okay, sir." The smile on Qin's housekeeper's face became more sympathetic, and it seemed that Mr. Zhuang Yan did not like it in general.

Zhuang Yan didn't know anything about it. He was sleeping soundly, and the silver moonlight sprinkled on his face through the glass window and shone into his dream.

The dream was the day he went to sea. He was lying on the reef, and the mermaid was lying on his body. He opened his eyes. This time, his eyes were no longer white, but an extremely beautiful face. Behind the clear blue sky and the turbulent blue sea, Zhuang Yan's heart beats like never before.

That was Qin Ruoshui's face. The next moment the mermaid jumped into the deep sea and disappeared in the huge white waves.

The corner of Zhuang Yan's mouth raised slightly.

Waking up the next morning, Zhuang Yan waited for a while in the living room on the first floor after he packed it up. He wanted to take a look at Qin Ruoshui before he set off, but unfortunately, Qin Ruoshui never came down from the third floor.

He left with a little disappointment, and Qin Ruoshui on the third floor was standing in front of the wide open wardrobe. The expression revealed distress. Which dress should he wear today?

At 8:30 in the morning, Zhuang Yan arrived at the venue of the Sun Cup boxing match. Before the start of the match, all players had to pass the weighing stage.

Zhuang Yan chose the lightweight class. The lightweight class requires players to weigh more than 61.29 kg and less than 63.56 kg. The Sun Cup's weight requirements are not too strict, but Zhuang Yan must strictly demand himself.

If the rules are not respected now, the rules will not respect you in the future.

Only if he wins the lightweight competition, he will be qualified to challenge the middleweight and heavyweight competition.

In the afternoon between Zhuang Yan and Zhang Dechi, in addition to Zhuang Yan, the players who came to participate in the Sun Cup boxing match were either newcomers or veteran fighters with no name.

The following auditorium is not even full in the front row, and the boxing fans have been completely uncomfortable after sitting for more than an hour. Those players are lazy and have no momentum, which is very disappointing.

In the backstage lounge, many staff members and sneaking boxing fans seem to be watching the rare animals, sneaking out their phones to Zhuang Yan who is practicing in the air.

Living Zhuang Yan, this is living Zhuang Yan ...

Zhuang Yan did not mind the onlookers of these people and was not disturbed by them at all. After all, this situation also appeared when he won the gold belt of the Xiangwang Cup.

When the referee came to power in the afternoon, he was taken aback by the grand occasion in the stadium. In the morning, it was still an empty audience area. At this time, it was full of people.

Because this is the first game after Zhuang Yan ’s comeback, even if he used to fight fake punches, even if his body has been rumored to be hollowed out by beauty, even if there are still many, but the fans still hold 120,000 points. The expectations, came here.

It was only that they expected Zhuang Yan to knock down their opponents, but now they are expecting Zhuang Yan to be defeated by their opponents so that he can no longer climb.

Fortunately, Qin's housekeeper started to grab two tickets in the front row. He originally wanted to see it with his old man. Now the old man is replaced by Mr. Qin.

Qin's housekeeper praised Zhuang Yan's words, and there was no place to say it. It was very uncomfortable to hold back.

Before the game started, the boxing fans in the audience area discussed lively what kind of posture Zhuang Yan would like to fall to the ground. They scolded Zhuang Yan for his shamelessness at that time. Don't even think about finding a girlfriend in the future, the fans say the words are flying and passionate.

Speaking of passion, a few boxing fans clung together, with tears in their eyes, only to feel that it was too late to meet each other.

It took a while for their emotions to stabilize a little, and they asked each other, "Who did you all win?"

The time seemed to be still for a moment, and then these boxing fans shared the same voice: "Which fool would buy Zhuang Yan to win! Who buys who is the grandson!"

In the morning, let the Qin housekeeper buy Qin Ruoshui, 300,000 Zhuang Yanying: "..."

Boxing fans seem to firmly believe that Zhuang Yan, who has been hollowed out, will inevitably be on the boxing ring today.

The boxing fans were rich and helped Zhang Dechi hire a cheerleading team to stand at the forefront of the audience. The young and beautiful girls were wearing red sailor suits and holding colorful flower **** in their hands. Their voices were crisp and loud. You are the strongest! You are the best!

Qin Ruoshui's brows were slightly frowned, even if there were more fans, why would there be cheerleaders, and Zhuang Yan was miserable on this side, and none of them cheered.

Zhuang Yan is a member of the Qin family. He can't be so shabby. He began to think about whether to prepare something for Zhuang Yan in the next game.

Time has finally arrived, the host's voice remembered at the front desk, the two players can be on stage.

Zhuang Yan handed over his cloak to Zhou Fei's hand. Zhou Fei gave him a gesture of cheering. Zhuang Yan tilted his head and smiled at him.

He stepped up to the steps in front of him step by step, walked to the center of the boxing ring, and stopped. He had not stood in this place for a long time. He looked up, and the light blue glass of the vast dome of the stadium reflected his smallness. The sound, the interleaved lights swept across his face, and the audience, the waves of cheers, all of which made him extremely familiar.

He loved this place deeply.

Although these applause and shouts were not given to him, they were also mixed with scolding sounds against him. If it was not the first match, the boxing fan might have rushed up to hammer him.

"Zhang Dechi! Come on!"

"Zhang Dechi! Come on!"

"Zhang Dechi! Come on!"

...

The sound surged towards the stage like a wave. Zhang Dechi had never received so many cheers. He looked down at the stage and looked at these enthusiastic boxing fans. The opposite of Zhuang Yan also seemed to be nothing terrible, not at all fearful.

What's more, not only Zhao Wei, but many people told him that Zhuang Yan's body was no longer good. He just had to use the set of punches he had worked hard for many years to give him a surprise, and then took the opportunity to find his weakness and quickly He can definitely beat him.

Zhang Dechi will simulate what will happen on the stage in his mind. He seems to have heard the fans chanting his name, and his name will become a new favorite in the boxing world.

Zhuang Yan's eyes swept across the stage and suddenly saw Qin Ruoshui's face in the crowd. Although Qin Ruoshui was wearing a face mask, he recognized him at a glance.

He froze a little and couldn't help bending his eyes.

Qin Ruoshui looked away from him immediately, and he wouldn't come if it was not for this human being to beg him.

After the referee took the stage, he told Zhuang Yan and Zhang Yichi the rules of the game, paying attention to not attacking the lower waist and the back of the brain. It is a foul and will deduct points.

After the two players nodded and said they knew it, the referee started to count down 321.

Rattle ringing.

Without waiting for the two fighters to shoot, the boxing fans on the field couldn't help but stand up one by one, blushing and red ears, wishing they could rush to the stage to help Zhang Dechi beat Zhuang Yan, and broke through the sky's cry from the stage Come down.

On the stage, Zhang Dechi, who was full of self-confidence, chose to take the lead. But after all, he was amateur. In Zhuang Yan's opinion, Zhang Dechi's weakness was too much. His movements were slow, and the punching lacked explosive force. The control distance of the step cannot be grasped well.

So he dived lightly and escaped Zhang Dechi's carefully prepared start.

Zhang Dechi didn't expect his fist to fall through at all, and he was a bit silly for a while.

Second, while Zhang Dechi was stunned, Zhuang Yan's straight fist moved towards his chin, Zhang Dechi wrinkled his facial features because of the pain, and bowed his back.

In amateur competitions, players are often more than enough to start, and they will not be too heavy to start, which will cause their ability to fight slightly worse.

There was a cry of exclamation from the audience, as if this punch of Zhuang Yan also hit the jaws of the boxing fans.

After being hit by Zhuang Yan, Zhang Dechi's boxing was loose, his waist fell down, and his steps were not as active as before. He knew that he was not Zhuang Yan's opponent and wanted to avoid him.

But his movements were hesitant, he took a step back and Zhuang Yan went further. Zhuang Yan hit his face with a jab like a raindrop, Zhang Dechi hugged his head and blocked.

Zhuang Yan's mouth twitched slightly, and his right hand punched like a wind.

It's a rib punch!

Zhang Dechi shouted in pain and staggered backwards, directly head down and fell.

For a while, the audience was silent. The cheers and cheers just now disappeared. Everyone was dumbfounded and stared blankly at the stage.

On the stage, Zhuang Yan withdrew his hand and returned to the center of the boxing ring. He stood upright and looked calm. Only when he saw Qin Ruoshui, there was a little smile in his eyes.

How long has it been since the opening, did Zhang Dechi drink fake wine before the game? Why did it fall so quickly?