013 It is hard to make up for being a cow and a horse
Tingting went downstairs, and Zhong Ping watched as Tingting got into the car of her boyfriend, who was not tall or handsome but was very rich, and drove away. Then he fell down on the sofa.
It's all Tingting's fault, he thought to himself. If she hadn't been saying "Look at her boyfriend" all the time, he wouldn't be in this situation today.
He remembered clearly what happened yesterday. He danced on a pole in front of the refrigerator door, then took off his clothes and posed, showing off to K openly and secretly seducing him. After that...after...
When he thought of this, he felt a sense of guilt. Putting aside all this, K wouldn't get out of bed and shoot him until his brain exploded... After all, he was in love with K.
That's right, he clearly remembered not being fucked, but being fucked...
K's hand was so strong...his arms were pinched blue...
He slumped on the sofa and covered his head, silently thinking about the possibility of building a time machine on the spot. Then he heard K's voice coming from the bedroom, which scared him: "You're going to be late."
Ignoring being late, he jumped up and walked to the bedroom door with great determination. He tentatively took a look inside the door and unfolded all the rolls of the guodan skin into a piece of guodan skin.
Damn it? The wound hurts? What a pun! Zhong Ping continued to stutter: "You, you, just stay here, I'll leave first..."
Watching Zhong Ping open the curtains and hurriedly put on his gray sweatshirt, and ran out of the house without washing his face, K began to seriously recall what happened last night. Talking about work, talking about family, and then it became like this
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My butt hurt, telling him that something had indeed happened, and that I was still very unsatisfied when I was drunk. However, the wound on my abdomen still hurt more.
As soon as Zhong Ping arrived at the kindergarten, Zhuang Hua greeted him and looked at him from beginning to end. He knew that Tingting's first-hand information had been obtained by Zhuang Hua.
Then Zhuang Hua asked worriedly and extremely keenly: "Who is it...can't it be K?"
Zhong Ping put the hat on his clothes tightly on his head to escape reality, claiming that he "did nothing".
"Didn't I tell you not to have anything to do with it anymore..."
"I don't think so!" Zhong Ping looked at Zhuang Hua resentfully, "It's all Tingting's fault! It's all your fault! If it weren't for you..."
"Alas," Zhuang Hua sighed helplessly, "As things have come to this, I wish you happiness."
"You are the only one who is happy!"
"Yeah, I'm just kidding. No matter what happens to you, just end it as soon as possible and don't get involved again."
"You think I don't want to!? Then I won't be a heartless person who always gives up but always gives up?! I hope this happened to you!"
"I said, if you suffer some losses, you will suffer some losses. If you continue like this, you will get into trouble."
"...Who told you that it was me who suffered the loss?"
"Don't be ridiculous, our eyes are not wet, and our brains are not full of intestines. Do you need to tell me who is suffering?"
Who are you kidding? But Zhong Ping has troubles that he can't tell, and it would be useless to tell Zhuang Hua who suffered the loss here. He will swallow the endless suffering in his belly.
Okay, let’s break it off. We have to wait until K is healed. Zhong Ping spent the day absent-mindedly coaxing Sisi to spend the day. Because he had too much free time, he thought a lot about what he should say to K when he came home at night.
What? Or is K already ambushing him behind the door, planning to kill him with one blow?
When the kindergarten was over, Zhuang Hua patted him on the shoulder without saying anything, causing him to almost drop the child and run away in public.
That night, he returned home with a feeling of death, went upstairs and opened the door. There were no swords, guns or sticks, and as soon as he entered the door, there was a strong smell of food. K sat on the side of the kitchen table near the refrigerator and tapped the table with his hand: "Hurry up and eat."
What happened? Time traveled?
Smell the smell, there is meat! Oh, I haven’t traveled through time.
So Zhong Ping washed his hands and stiffly sat across the table from K. It was the first successful face-to-face meeting since last night except for the rash face-to-face meeting this morning!
"That..." Zhong Ping said nervously.
Having already anticipated what Zhong Ping was going to say, K interrupted him: "Don't worry, I don't care. If you want to pretend that what happened last night didn't happen, that's just what I want... Wait, you can turn around first."
Zhong Ping turned around confused, wondering if he would be shot in the head at this moment. However, he just felt his hat being pulled, and then he was ordered to turn back.
K held a women's hairpin in his hand and asked with a strange expression on his face: "L knows I live here? Did you say that?"
Zhong Ping recognized at a glance that it was the hairpin that Zhuang Hua was wearing on his head this morning, and immediately stuttered in reply: "Yes... um... she knows... Tingting this morning..."
"I have to stay here for a few more days. If it's inconvenient for you, I can stay in a hotel." K said bluntly.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, you can just stay..." Although K said "I don't care", Zhong Ping was still worried about it. After all, it was him who persuaded him to drink, and he was also the one who brewed the cups in the end.
"I need to wait here for the mission." K said simply, "To prevent you from getting into trouble, I will pack up and leave after eating. Don't worry, I won't leave any evidence that I have lived here."
"No... you can stay here, it's not inconvenient for me." Zhong Ping didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he blurted out and started to keep people.
K chuckled: "It doesn't matter where I live."
"Then you stay here." Zhong Ping continued to stare at K seriously.
Seeing K finally nodding, Zhong Ping had a weird feeling of success.
K has been thinking about what happened last night for a whole day. Now that he has received a notice from L through Zhong Ping to "stay in the city and wait for a new assignment," he has no time to think about it so much anymore.
He wanted to go back to see his sister, but he couldn't go back immediately. This made him vaguely worried. He didn't know if the reward agreed on the last mission had been credited to his card. He needed to go to a certain ATM in two days.
Check the account.
Having said that, if you have a computer, you can check your account directly from the Internet. It is more convenient and safer to go to a nearby Internet site and pretend to be an Internet addicted young man who has made a mistake and sit there for a day.
"Is there a network nearby?" K asked Zhong Ping.
"You want to use a computer? I have a computer." Zhong Ping answered unexpectedly.
After dinner, Zhong Ping dug out his laptop from his vocational high school days from under the layers of clothes stuffed in the closet. After turning it on, Zhong Ping skillfully found his neighbor's router without waiting for K to ask about the network connection.
I connected politely, tried to open the web page, and said very generously: "Okay, it can be used."