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Everyone:...
It is indeed a joyful style, and Cheng Che and the word joy seem to fit well, but...
"You..." Jing Yuan seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help but asked softly: "You...did you curse Him?"
With Cheng Che's personality, he was so sleepy and was being visited in his dreams, so it would be unreasonable not to curse him.
"Yes." Cheng Che nodded calmly, saying seriously, "I can't laugh anymore. Now I can only whine to express my happiness."
Everyone:...
Everyone at the table looked at each other, with confusion and helplessness in their eyes.
The star gods are all cursed?
The curse was successful?!
“But…” San Yue Qi frowned and said hesitantly, “I always feel that you are not the kind of person who will calm down after cursing… For example, Sangbo… Sangbo didn’t do anything but you cursed him with that disease… And this guy next to him…”
San Yueqi pointed in Jing Yuan's direction, "So are you still planning to..."
Continue to curse?
"You make it sound like I'm a pufferfish..." Cheng Che glanced at San Yue Qi, thought for a moment, and then explained in a low voice: "I...outsiders like us usually have some secrets, but I can't see through my secrets yet, so..."
"So?" Xing raised his eyebrows slightly and asked softly, "Do you need a little power from the Star God to help you figure out your secret?"
But not like that.
Cheng Che can curse even the Star God with his poisonous milk, so why would he need the status of an envoy...
"His destiny does not conflict with my personality, and I am also willing to have some fun." Cheng Che lowered his eyes and stared at the shrimp on the small plate in front of him, and continued: "Everyone has secrets and identities. With this identity, I can stand on the same level as you and make friends, right?"
As he spoke, Cheng Che raised his eyes and looked at everyone.
Xing frowned, "We are friends, aren't we?"
"I can't explain it, but there is a difference anyway." Cheng Che shook his head and distributed the shrimps in the small plates to his companions around him. "So can we continue eating? Since I came to Luofu, I feel like a prisoner being asked questions every day..."
Fu Xuan decisively turned his head and frowned at Jing Yuan, "It's all your fault, you bad guy!"
Jing Yuan:......
Jing Yuan sighed heavily, and the speechlessness in his heart could almost be written all over the Xianzhou Alliance, "Yeah... it's all my fault."
As he said that, Jing Yuan turned to look at Cheng Che, "Small-minded..."
"Stingy guy." Cheng Che glanced at Jing Yuan and pushed the plate over. "You suspected me for so long and tested me so many times, but you came to the train crew to apologize and I forgave you. I also helped you catch the star core hunters and now I'm giving you shrimps. Don't you show any appreciation?"
Jing Yuan:......
The white-haired man raised his eyes and met the faces of the people sitting at the table, who were full of condemnation.
Jing Yuan pursed his lips, "What do you want me to say?"
"Borrow some money?" Cheng Che patted the phone on the table and said seriously, "Don't forget, I still need to help you burn Jianmu."
Jing Yuan sighed heavily and took out his phone to transfer the money. "I feel like I've aged ten years because of this..."
"Ten years old? How can that be enough..." Sanyueqi glanced at Jingyuan and recalled his friends on Yalilo VI. "I remember when we left Yalilo VI, Sangbo, who had been tortured to the point of aging fifty years, suddenly became forty years younger."
"Why are you only forty?" Yan Qing, who was eating silently, raised his hand. "Isn't that still ten years older?"
"First, he was tortured by Cheng Che and aged fifty years. Then, he became forty years younger because of our departure." San Yueqi looked helpless and patted Yan Qing's shoulder. "But you have to understand that Cheng Che will definitely curse you again in the future. Sangbo still owes Cheng Che..."
At this point, San Yue Qi's eyes flashed with confusion, and he turned to look at Xing, "How many favors does he owe?"
"Fifty or sixty?" Xing thought for a moment and shook his head, "I can't remember."
Jing Yuan swallowed hard and was about to say something when he saw a hand holding a marker coming over.
A little curly-haired crow lowered his head and drew one, two, three, four lines on his hand, and said calmly, "I almost forgot."
Chapter 188 I'm not blind.
“Recovering from injuries, shopping, traveling…”
Cheng Che sat at the desk, lowering his head and writing something on a long piece of paper. He whispered, "General Shen Ce, do you want to follow me closely to find evidence for the next period of time?"
Hearing this, Jing Yuan smiled and said, "No, I will be busy next."
Many friends have entered Luofu, and it is time for him, the General Shen Ce, to deal with some matters related to the star core and abundance.
Cheng Che responded, reaching out to lick the paint block next to him with the tip of his pen, "Then I can go and have fun without any worries."
Jing Yuan's eyelids twitched and he turned his head to look at Cheng Che.
Perhaps because he had lost too much blood from his injuries, Cheng Che wore a sweater that looked very warm. The fluffy sweater did not make him look fat, but made him look a little obedient, which was different from his usual irritating and cursing appearance.
Cheng Che, wearing glasses, was leaning under the desk lamp, carefully drawing something on a piece of paper.
Jing Yuan frowned slightly, "What do you want to do?"
"Ah?" Cheng Che looked up at Jing Yuan, "I did something bad, and you still want to ask me what bad thing I did?"
"Tell me what you want. No one will believe me even if I find evidence now." Jing Yuan yawned and lazily leaned on the sofa to stretch his legs.
Cheng Che lowered his head again and filled the paint into the small frame. He whispered, "Wait for Kafka to escape from prison, give the blade to Kafka, and then go out for a stroll. Anyway, I am injured now and cannot get involved in the train crew's affairs."
The protagonists help.
It would be the same whether he was there or not, as for having fun...
The fun he had in Luofu was provided by Jingyuan, so he would look for an opportunity to find someone else to have fun with.
Thinking of this, Cheng Che turned and looked at Jing Yuan, "Why are you staying here with me so late at night instead of going home to rest? I'm a straight man!"
Jing Yuan:......
He has been very speechless lately.
"I'm not?" Jing Yuan closed his eyes in annoyance, leaning back in his chair and rubbing his temples, "Let your companion come up and chat for a while."
"Who knows if you are..." Cheng Che muttered, lowered his head and sent a message to Ren, "What? Isn't it a bit unethical for the two of you to meet in my room?"
"What do you mean by secret meeting?" Jing Yuan glared at Cheng Che. "As a general, I should go downstairs and tie him up and send him to prison, but..."
Jing Yuan paused, then spoke softly, "Kafka has been captured. If I want to know, I can wait until tomorrow to open the Qiongguan formation. He..."
"I have nothing to say, but that doesn't stop you two from drinking some of my wine and reminiscing about the past." Cheng Che glanced at the thermos cup at hand and said lazily, "That's fine..."
"calls me……"
A voice came from the window. The man clinging to the window frame froze and looked at the people in the room with a cold face.
Jing Yuan smiled and raised his eyebrows, his voice full of laziness, "Cheng Che wants to look after you, but he needs to recover from his injuries. Is it okay to give the custody to me temporarily?"
Cheng Che finished the last stroke and waved his hand, "Right, that's it, you guys chat about your things and I'll sleep."
As he spoke, Cheng Che shook the note and let it hang on a book beside him.
"Humph." Ren snorted coldly and jumped into the room, "General Shen Ce won't arrest me?"
Jing Yuan raised his eyes, "It's only Jing Yuan who is here tonight."
Ren frowned and turned to look at Cheng Che, "Do you agree?"
"Ah."
Cheng Che nodded, crossed his legs and sat on the chair, turned around and looked at Ren, "I have to get a good night's sleep tonight. I'm afraid you'll go crazy and I'll have to get up to put on your little skirt. I can only ask Jing Yuan to watch over you."
blade:……
You can't stand the little skirt, right?!
"Haha..." Jing Yuan couldn't help but chuckle, and tilted his head to look at Cheng Che, "Would you like to drink with us?"
Cheng Che resisted the urge to roll his eyes, lowered his head, folded the drawn paper into little stars and stuffed them into the jar, "Although I may be a little crazy sometimes, I am not incapable of understanding other people's expressions."
"I can't get involved in your story or friendship." Cheng Che threw the last star into the jar and threw himself on the bed. "I just have poor eyesight, but I'm not blind."
After saying that, Cheng Che covered himself with the quilt, closed his eyes, curled up in a corner and fell asleep.
Jingyuan withdrew his gaze and looked at Ren without saying a word.
Ren was also silent, holding the sword and looking at Jingyuan.
Ten minutes later, the two of them simultaneously looked away, clinked their glasses together, drank, and continued in silence.
Jingyuan's eyes fell on the jar on the small table next to him, and he leaned forward slightly to take it.
The jar was filled with carefully folded stars, with every corner neatly aligned without the slightest crookedness, and it looked exactly like the two paper darts.
Jing Yuan reached out and opened a star, and was slightly startled when he saw the pattern on it.
On the thin strip of paper, gold and silver threads crisscrossed, and it looked like a pattern copied from some scripture. Although it lacked charm, there was nothing wrong with it.
Jing Yuan's heart moved slightly, and he reached out to take apart all the stars and put them together.
The Arhats glared with anger, and the gods and demons looked ferocious.
"Immoral." Ren snorted softly and looked at Jingyuan with a mocking look.
It's so shameless to take apart other people's children's things.
Jing Yuan pursed his lips, pushed the paper in front of him forward, and raised his eyebrows at Ren.
Ren lowered his eyes to take a look, then counted again.
After a while, Ren turned his head and glanced at the young man who was curled up on the bed and sleeping soundly.
Why repent?
Confess that you put an innocent person at risk of death?
Or is it to repent for the madness that has been driven to madness by blood?
Jing Yuan chuckled, moved closer and tried to restore each star, and gave half of the paper to Ren.
Ren raised his eyebrows, took out his cell phone after a while, typed something, and placed it in front of Jingyuan.
【You took it apart, and you put it back together. 】
Jing Yuan pursed his lips and typed silently.
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