Over the years, Jing Lin has been "incarnated" by Chen Bai, and he has lived here for at least two or three months a year. In order to make him live comfortably, Chen Bai has created the interior decoration style in a retro style, and has spent a lot of money to get a chair for a scented yellow sandalwood enamel inlaid from the auction house - it is said to be a family-borne antique sold by a descendant of a senior official - fulfilling his dream of becoming a national teacher.

In order to make Chen Bai relax, Jing Lin was very honest for a few hours, without making a fuss or running away, and sat quietly on the Taishi chair. His back was thin and straight as a knife spine, and his peach blossom eyes were hanging, sometimes frowning and sometimes concentrating...

"bump!"

"Hu!"

The mobile phone screen is fancy.

It is Happy Mahjong 3D version.

The horse hang tag that emerged in the Ming Dynasty evolved into modern mahjong after years of changes. The details of the two are different but the rules and frameworks are similar. Jing Lin couldn't learn anything else, so he could get familiar with this thing after touching it a few times. However, his brand is very different and he often beats and destroys people, and no one can afford it. He has been with Chen Bai for many years. Chen Bai is afraid that he will be bored, so he puts a mobile phone mahjong on him and makes him harm netizens.

"Sorry, I'm going to be fooled again!"

"Sorry, I'm going to be fooled again!"

Someone has a very good luck in this game, and it is a mess, and the dull and sweet electronic sounds are repeated endlessly.

"You slut, you dare!" Jing Lin was furious, and his pine-shaped crane bones swept away, his back was like a shrimp, and his index finger "snatched" and poked out the afterimage.

Rotten eggs*100, rotten eggs*100, rotten eggs*100...

"You're so smelly about playing cards!"

"You play cards too..."

"You fight..."

The one after another special effects of rotten eggs made the person's avatar so that he couldn't tell the true face.

He exclaimed a sense of anger happily. Jing Linzhen shook his clothes, sat upright, pointed at the portrait and scolded: "How dare I huh my card?!"

——The game does not have voice functions, but you just have to face the wall and have fun.

At the end of the game, I bought a big insulting gift package containing 1,500 rotten eggs. After the purchase, the account balance was enough to buy tens of millions of rotten eggs. The little dinosaur portrait was decorated with a row of colorful diamonds, symbolizing various paid functions. It is not very practical and looks for a noble look.

Jing Lin didn't know how to spend money, but his value was scary enough. Ye Chen had never treated him badly over the years. There were many divine beasts in the mountain and sea realm, but Jing Lin was a veteran, different. Ye Chen had not yet made a fortune and was farming and raising pigs in the mountain and sea realm. Jing Lin was not well recovered at that time, with low magic power and extremely narrow range of cloth rain. As the ground drought, the crops depended on him to lay rain on the ground one square meter and one square meter. That was not a dragon, that was a moving faucet. This kind of veteran who fought the country together, don't worry about his understanding of the misunderstanding, the reward must be given.

...

Jing Lin played mahjong until midnight and scolded her throat. When he came to his senses, he found that it was already dark and windy, so he could escape.

The hours-long game of wisdom fighting has fully trained his brains. Jing Lin felt extremely clever, glanced around randomly, and his brain power was fully activated.

In order to prevent him from flying, the evil beast had already sealed the window of the second bedroom. The steel bars and plaster were no different from the walls, and it was impossible for the window to break out.

——It is not difficult to hit the wall, but the movement is too strong, and the evil beast will definitely hear it. The evil beast's body movement is as fast as the wind, ten times more than him. The only weakness is that it cannot withstand long-distance raids. However, the dozen round-legged horses raised by the evil beast have excellent foot strength, and it is no problem to travel thousands of miles a day. He flies in the sky, and evil beasts can rush to chase on the ground. When he lands with all his strength, everything will be over.

I still have to walk through the door. After walking out of this bedroom door, I jumped into the window, walked through the main door, and walked through the back door, and it was all at his convenience... If I hit the snail demon, I hummed it and scared it.

laugh.

After leaving the gate, he quietly sneaked to the stable and destroyed the four legs of the ten round-footed beasts. The evil beast could not fly and did not ride the round-footed horse. Once he ran away, the evil beast would definitely not be able to catch up. After he escaped, he looked for a hidden place and hid it for ten or eight years.

Just do it like this.

Jing Lin walked to the bedroom door and tiptoed down the door handle.

The door actually locked from outside.

Jing Lin sneered. He was relatively clear at this moment, and the mortal little tricks could not defeat him.

So clever!

Jing Lin injected his five fingers with his divine power, giving birth to five dragon-like nails. The nails are more than three inches long, with a sharp hook as sharp as a knife and a hard tip, which is extremely inconsistent with human hands.

He stared at the door lock, and he inserted his left fingernail into a small hole in the hidden place of the door handle, pressed it hard, and at the same time, he used soft force to pull the door handle outward, and as the snail was clicked lightly, the door lock cover was loosened, revealing the internal spring.

The evil beast's ears are sharp, and the sound of the snail and the sound of the tenon cannot be ignored. Jing Lin's eyes sank and he slowly pressed his ears against the door.

So clever!

After about half an incense stick, there was no sound of walking outside the door.

Jing Lin felt relieved and used his nails instead of the screwdriver. He turned the two screws that fixed the lock spring very gently and cautiously. Even the sound of the embroidery needle falling to the ground was probably greater than the sound of his lock prying. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was silent.

The two screws were removed, and the core of the door lock was exposed, that is, the oblique tongue was exposed. Jing Lin thought for a moment, gently hooked the oblique tongue with his fingernails to drive the hook, slowly pushed it apart, and the force that prevented the door leaf from opening disappeared instantly, and the task was completed.

So clever!

Jing Lin swallowed excitedly and quietly opened the door...

There was a single sofa in the corridor directly in front of the second bedroom door.

The light from the branch wall lamp outlines a tall figure.

Shen Bai leaned on the sofa in a casual manner, his legs crossed, his chin with one hand, and his head tilted. There was no expression on his face, but his pupils were so black that they stared at him.

Jing Lin: “…”

Interrupted.

Jing Lin said nothing, and closed the door quietly and cautiously as if he was pushing it.

Wire the screws.

Knock the cover.

Lock the door from inside and curl up on the bed in shame.

...The scalp is numb.

Time passed by minute by minute, Jing Lin’s eyes turned red and he couldn’t sleep, so he stared at the time on the screen of his phone.

I waited until three o'clock in the morning, the moment when the Chou and Yin hour converged, and the yin energy was the most intense, and it was also the time when the human body's qi and blood were at silence... In vernacular, it was the time when people slept the most.

Except for his damn crazy crazy, no one would stand outside someone else’s room at this time! No one!

Jing Lin tiptoed up, stepped barefoot across the carpet, walked to the door of the bedroom, and used the same trick again...

...

Nimbo!!!

——I almost fell into the door.

Even his fucking posture has not changed!!!

...

Jing Lin had red eyes and repaired the door lock, climbed back to the bed and lay down.

This night, I couldn't close my eyes.

...

The next day.

Early in the morning, Shen Bai lifted Jing Lin's collar and lifted the person from the bedroom to the restaurant. He watched him eat and drink well, then lifted him into the car from the restaurant, drove to the company, and finally lifted him into the special elevator from the car.

Since you know that the person who turns his head will run away, you don’t have to think about the effect of the three rules, so you can just keep a close eye on it for 24 hours.

The evil beast didn't let him get into any loophole! Jing Lin was so depressed that he was as honest as a briefcase throughout the whole process, allowing Shen Bai to carry it around.

With a tingling sound, the elevator door slowly opened.

32nd floor, a dark white office.

Some inquiring eyes swept over, Chen Bai instantly let go, slightly turned his face, approached Jing Lin's ear, and whispered: "Follow me."

With a mortal being present, Jing Lin held up the shelf and walked side by side with Chen Bai through the chaotic work area in the morning.

He is dressed very handsomely, with 170 Tasmanian single-breasted navy blue, and appropriate compact tailoring. The imperial collar shirt is paired with a collar pin and exquisite golden antlers, symbolizing pure maleness and power. His face is handsome and has a venomous gloom, and the rest is an unpredictable look.

Jing Lin's Han uniforms under his clothes were ivory white and brown, and his waist was very thin and fragile. The end of the drooping belt and the sleeves like a pine and bamboo are embroidered with pine and bamboo patterns. He was obviously a Hanfu enthusiast. His eyes were slightly red and he was filled with tears, but he was very arrogant, like a young master from a family who called their boss to bully him.

At first glance, the two of them were out of place, but they exuded an ambiguous and fiery tension, as well as an extremely tacit understanding that even their pace and gait were faintly matched.

Chen Bai greeted the employees naturally, as if it was normal to bring the person next to him to work.

He led Jing Lin into the office, and the secretary brought a cup of golden mantening, which was emitting heat.

Chen Bai turned to Jing Lin: "What to drink? Tea?"

The anger value in the morning finally accumulated a big move, and Jing Lin sneered: "Haha, you are lifted like an object and carried around, so how can you have any intention of drinking!?"

The secretary raised his eyelids in surprise.

Chen Bai whispered: "Qingcheng Xueya."

The secretary nodded quickly: "Yes."

Chen Bai leaned over and inserted the charging cable, connected Jing Lin's phone, and tried to soften his voice: "If you are bored, play mahjong. I'll have a meeting later. After the drive, I'll go out with you."

Jing Lin took the phone with a gloomy expression.

The atmosphere between the two was already tense in the morning. Chen Bai was willing to ease and teased with a gentle voice: "Accompany you to get rid of the black hair? Help you."

"Just, I need you?" Jing Lin snorted coldly, snatched his phone, played for a while, and suddenly the ground was red and "snatched" and poked the screen and threw rotten eggs at the card friends.

Chen Bai: "…swhoop."

At this time, the tea was brewed, and the secretary brought it to him and placed it on the table in front of Jing Lin.
To be continued...