Wang Zao rushed over excitedly and wanted to communicate with Pulin, but his enthusiasm was severely dampened. The voice of his teammates came from Pulin's mobile phone. He sounded very young, probably in his teens, shouting happily.
Then Pulin took them to play a game for a while. From the tone of his voice, it seemed that they had played more than one game together.
Wang Zao said without thinking: "Do you want to go out for a walk? I'm free today and can take you for a walk." As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that he was confused and sounded like he had just escaped from a vinegar vat.
It looks like it's coming out, sour and not atmospheric at all.
However, his relationship with Pulin was a simple one of support. He provided complete material conditions so that Pulin could stay, although he didn't know why he took such careful care of a stranger. If he really wanted to blame it, it was probably his intuition.
, he always felt that Pulin seemed to be a person who needed attention.
Pulin raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Wang Zao. For a moment, Wang Zao seemed to have been poured a basin of ice water on him and woke up. He couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart. What on earth was he thinking about just now?
, actually took the initiative to ask Pulin to go shopping. Could it be that work has been going too well recently, so I have the courage to pull out the tiger's beard and create some difficulties for myself now.
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment. Wang Zao sighed secretly and said: "But if you don't like it, you don't have to go. And I just remembered that I have a project that I haven't done research on yet. Hey, my memory is really bad."
I’m dying, and I don’t know what’s going on.”
His voice became softer and softer as he spoke, and even he felt that this excuse to make amends was so weak.
Forget it, or else just slip away. Pulin won't say anything anyway, after all, he treats himself as air most of the time.
Wang got up early and wanted to retreat. He looked at the door unconsciously and turned around, wanting to take advantage of this embarrassing moment to go out. He moved out the door with his front foot, preparing to close the door. With his back foot, Pulin was already standing behind him. He put on
It was Wang Zao who specially found the designer to match the clothes. His personal style is very outstanding, and the color matching is also very unconventional. It’s just that if it were matched with someone else, it would probably be boring, but if it were replaced by Pulin, it is completely hold.
Lived.
Being caught off guard and so close, he could even see the other person's face clearly. He secretly thought that this person was different from other people, and some people were just born to be prettier than others.
"This is?"
Pulin did not put away his cell phone. He casually responded while playing with his cell phone: "Get out."
Wang Zao said "Oh", thinking that Pulin might have stayed in the room for a long time, so he wanted to go out for some fresh air. But he learned from his subordinates that Pulin had never left the hotel since he checked into it.
The hotel, this is Pulin, if it were him, he might be suffocated to death.
Wang Zao and Pulin went downstairs and walked out of the hotel. Wang Zao didn't drive and didn't plan to drive. He just walked casually. He raised his eyebrows and wondered whether he should tell Pulin that he couldn't play with his mobile phone like this on the street.
, it’s too unsafe, but he found out strangely that although Pulin was looking at his mobile phone, he was walking steadily. He could go around obstacles and stop at traffic lights. He was not affected at all.
.
Is it possible that Pulin still has one eye watching the road?
He said he was going shopping to relax, but he was also impulsive. He rarely did this with others, so he didn't know what to do. The two of them walked side by side on the road, one looked annoyed, as if he was stumped by some problem, and the other was aloof and cold.
Ye, they were playing with their mobile phones seriously, as if they couldn't get along with everything in the outside world. The sun shone on them, casting a layer of pale golden light, and the two different styles got along exceptionally well.
Reporter Zhuang took Qu Xiakong back home, closed the door, and placed it on the floor. The light in the whole room was very dark, and the curtains were not opened, but Reporter Zhuang was not hindered by the light at all. He walked
At the dining table, he poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and then turned his attention to Qu Xiakong.
Qu Xiakong leaned on the sofa. Reporter Zhuang took out two bracelets and put them on his hands. After waiting for a while, Qu Xiakong woke up. He quickly glanced at the surrounding environment and said cautiously: "You
Who is it?"
Reporter Zhuang looked deeply into Qu Xiakong's eyes and said softly: "Which galaxy are you from?"
Qu Xiakong was shocked from the bottom of his heart. He said coldly: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
Reporter Zhuang chuckled lightly and leaned on the sofa. However, in such a moment, his eyes suddenly changed, and even turned directly into pure blue. At the same time, the aura on his body became extremely thick, and he was so close.
Qu Xiakong is more able to feel the opponent's momentum.
"You don't need to hide in front of me. Now that I have found you, you should know that you can't escape."
His voice also changed into a strange tone. It was clearly him who was speaking, but there was another voice overlapping it.
"You are not from Earth!"
Reporter Zhuang said solemnly: "Tell me your origins and surrender to me." His words were in the common language of the Interstellar Alliance, showing the identity of this person.
One of Qu Xiakong's racial talents is to predict danger, so he can sense the threat in Reporter Zhuang's words. However, he can run away to stay away from danger, but his pride does not allow him to surrender.
For a guy hiding in the body of an earthling.
"Interstellar Alliance, you'd better give up your stupid idea."
As soon as he said the word stupid, his bracelet, or electronic shackles, suddenly sent out an electric current to stimulate him. He comes from a small planet in the Libra Galaxy, and their bodies are similar to those of ordinary earthlings, which is a little bit better.
, so this small amount of current can already make him feel pain.
Qu Xiakong gritted his teeth and endured it. Reporter Zhuang had no intention of subduing him now, so he directly stuffed the person into the room. Then he looked at the time and saw that he still needed to go to the magazine to work.
After leaving the house, his eyes had returned to their original appearance, and even the aura on his body had returned to the gentle and kind-heartedness it had before. There was a familiar neighbor playing chess downstairs, and he even said hello to him.
Qu Xiakong was locked in the room, and his first thought was to escape. However, the place had obviously been transformed. As long as he struggled, the electronic shackles on his hands would severely hurt him with electric current. After struggling for a while,
, panting and sitting on the ground to rest. Although the room was dark, it still had no effect on the alien's vision. His eyes glanced at the door. At this time, he heard a weak voice, "Don't look, let's escape."
It won’t fall off.”
Qu Xiakong was startled and looked intently.
Only then did he see a teddy bear placed on the table in the room, and the sound came from the teddy bear.
The teddy bear made another voice, and he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, "Hello, I am a Vic from the Cancer Galaxy, or you can call me my earthly name - Little Blue."