Chapter 159: I Hit a Wall and Died in My Previous Life~
"It's ok, as long as my alcoholic has a sip of wine, I'm sure I won't be thirsty for you." The alcoholic ate his noodles without even looking at Tsing Yi when he said this.
Although these words sound righteous, they are actually not distracting at all.
But Tsing Yi knew that he meant it seriously.
Of course, he is also very clear that if he changed to white clothes and said this sentence today, the alcoholic's answer would be the same.
Because to an alcoholic, it really doesn't matter...
As long as he has money on him, he will really be willing to spend it on you.
You cook him a bowl of noodles, or accompany him for a drink, chat for a while, and then ask him for a car, as long as he has one, he is willing to give it to you.
Because he doesn't care about those things at all.
Although his answer sounded a little distracted, Tsing Yi still smiled.
Then he felt disgusted and said, "It's better to rely on you to raise you than I can raise you."
"That's fine too." The drunkard didn't care.
After taking a sip of the soup, he stuffed the remaining half bowl of noodles into Tsing Yi's hand: "I can't eat anymore, you can eat, don't waste food."
Every time he couldn't finish eating, he stuffed it into Tsing Yi, and he got used to it.
Anyway, they are all men, so they don't feel anything wrong when they eat the same bowl of noodles.
"Stand slowly, I'm leaving."
"Come back tonight?"
"It depends on the situation. If you still remember, you will come back. If you drink too much, you will be too lazy to leave."
"Okay, I have to spend tonight at work."
"Work hard, maybe I will have to rely on you to support me in the future." The drunkard patted Tsing Yi's shoulder with a smile, opened the door and left.
Tsing Yi sighed slightly, looked at the half bowl of noodles in the bowl, picked up the chopsticks and started eating...
In the study—
"Meow meow meow……"
It's over, it's over, this time I'm punished for standing and breaking my leg.
On the desk, Wen Xiaoai was sitting on the table, clutching a few paper towels, and was wiping the milk on the table in a hurry.
Her bottle fell to the side, and all the milk in the bottle was poured out.
All the drawings of gun parts that Jun Moyan had just drawn were destroyed.
And those files, too.
Wen Xiaoai kept pulling the paper towels to wipe, her heart pounding in panic.
I'm going to cry.
I won't play with the bottle anymore, I will drink milk honestly from now on~
Jun Moyan, who went back to the room and took the notebook, returned to the study. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Wen Xiaoai with his back facing him, meowing non-stop, and listening very anxiously, her two little paws kept moving .
"Little boy, what are you doing?"
"Meow."
Wen Xiaoai was startled by the sudden voice behind him.
She turned around and looked at Jun Moyan with some trepidation and guilt, holding two balls of wet paper towels in her two little paws.
Jun Moyan looked at the messy desktop full of milk scent, and those new drafts and documents destroyed by milk, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitched slightly.
This little thing, he had only been away for a minute, and he had ruined the fruits of his labor for several days.
This destructive power... is a bit strong.
Seeing Jun Moyan who was silent and expressionless, Wen Xiaoai let out a grievance.
"Meow~"
I was wrong, I didn't mean it, don't be angry, I'll go to stand for punishment right away.
Wen Xiaoai immediately stood up from the table, then jumped off the table, and went to the corner.
Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiaoai who was covering her ears and facing the wall honestly in the corner. Apart from finding it funny, she really couldn't get angry at all.
Putting the notebook aside, he started to tidy up the table.
Wen Xiaoai turned her head and secretly glanced at Jun Moyan who was cleaning up the table, feeling very sorry.
Looking at the wall in front of me, I felt even more melancholy.
Hey, did she hit a wall to death in her previous life?
Why do you always have trouble with the wall?