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When passing by Jing Yuan, Cheng Che paused, put the takeout bag in Jing Yuan's hand, and said softly, "You can still laugh? Don't you want to think about when I will have a flash of inspiration next time?"
After saying this, Cheng Che opened the door next to him and went back to his bedroom to change clothes.
Jing Yuan paused, lowered his head and stared at the blood stain on his clothes that he accidentally got.
Ok……
So why did he wear white clothes when he came to eat today?
Besides, when will Cheng Che have his next flash of inspiration?
San Yue Qi watched Jing Yuan's raised mouth corners gradually flatten, and turned to look at Xing very sincerely, "Look, General Jing Yuan has lost his happiness, so... you just..."
San Yue Qi hesitated to speak, looking at the blood on Xing's hands, "Are you...are you ready to be cursed?"
It's bad enough that he took advantage of someone with a slap, but he also broke the wound. It's unacceptable if he doesn't get cursed...
Xing was silent for a moment, and suddenly piled the takeaway in San Yueqi's hands, "I remember now, Bai Lu prescribed medicine for Cheng Che, I'll go make medicine for him to make amends!"
March 7:…
San Yue Qi stood there and watched Xing run away quietly, with an unprecedented solemnity in his eyes.
Does Cheng Che, a little crow who secretly eats candy, really like taking medicine?
If I apologize like this...won't the curse be even more severe?
"Click——"
"boom--"
"Bang-"
Several voices sounded in succession, and San Yueqi's pupils gradually contracted.
The gray-haired girl ran quickly towards the door, and the straps behind her fluttered up and just happened to hang on the door handle. As the two pulled each other, Xing's feet paused, and before she turned around, she heard a crackling sound of tearing.
The straps broke, and Xingyi's head went towards the connection between the carriages.
The red-haired woman turned around with her coffee and looked at Xing who was rushing towards her with a puzzled look on her face.
click-
The gray-haired girl opened her mouth wide and bit the coffee cup in Jizi's hand.
The freshly brewed coffee was poured accurately into the girl's mouth and swallowed down with a gulp. The gray-haired girl's face turned ashen in an instant.
The splashed coffee left a strange mark on Jing Yuan, who had just taken off his coat to reveal his white underwear.
star:……
Jing Yuan:......
Jizi:......
The six eyes met, staring at each other.
The door of the guest room next door was pushed open. Cheng Che changed into a T-shirt, crossed his arms and looked at Xing quietly, "Are you happy?"
Chapter 230 Burning is my label
The delicacies from the mysterious East always make people linger. Jing Yuan wiped his mouth, put down his chopsticks contentedly, and picked up his wine glass and took a sip.
Eat and drink enough.
Jing Yuan really didn't dare to imagine what kind of good life the train crew had. Tears would flow from the corners of his mouth whenever he thought about it.
Jing Yuan lowered his head when he heard the rustling sound of the clothes that had just been splashed with coffee.
A hand reached out from the side and rubbed the oil on its fingers onto the clothes.
Jing Yuan:......
Jing Yuan took a deep breath and turned to look at the person next to him.
The man looked calm, as if he was not the one who did such a shameless thing. He packed the tableware in front of him into the bag, held the thermos cup and started digesting the food.
"Have you really never been beaten like this?" Jing Yuan was silent for a long time, and finally asked this question that he had asked many times but had no answer but wanted to know very much, with extremely sincere eyes.
Cheng Che blinked, seeming to be a little slow in reacting.
He glanced at his hands and recalled for a long time, "Ah... I got beaten before..."
As he spoke, Cheng Che couldn't help but reach out and touch his eyes.
"Apart from this?" Jing Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked up and down at Cheng Che.
He is about 1.80 to 1.90 meters tall, with a tall build, broad shoulders and a thin waist. His personality is like that of a troublemaker.
It doesn't look like he's never been beaten before.
Cheng Che thought for a moment, then touched his face calmly, "Who hasn't had two meals of stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots?"
Jing Yuan:......
Jing Yuan looked at Cheng Che with an indescribable look, and was actually a little unsure whether he should smile or say something to comfort him at this moment.
Why do we touch our faces when talking about stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots?
Cheng Che came back to his senses, took a sip of tea and glanced at Jing Yuan, "Want to ask about my past? I told you to stop imagining things..."
He took advantage of the fact that others were slow to react after eating to test him again. It turned out to be General Shen Ce. It had become his instinct to imagine.
Jing Yuan sighed heavily and pointed at Fu Xuan who was full but still had a gloomy face. "If I really want to know, why not ask Fu Qing? Although the Qiongguan Formation has flown away, Fu Qing saw your past from the Qiongguan Formation before."
"You won't ask." Cheng Che said calmly. He wiped his fingers clean with a piece of paper and said softly, "You won't ask about my past without my knowledge."
This is confidence in the characters in the card pool.
Cheng Che took out the hand cream and slowly applied it. After a moment of hesitation, he continued, "I don't have much of a past. Apart from being a bit perverted, I'm no different. Apart from having some terrible friends."
Cheng Che glanced at the time, stood up and walked towards the bedroom, "I'll pick up the trash, you guys take care of the trash, I'm going to go back and pack my luggage."
"Eh?" Xing suddenly came back to his senses and asked in confusion, "What are you going to do? Just now, Sambo secretly sent me a message, asking me to remember to invite you when I return to Beloberg..."
Cheng Che: ...
Are you so unwelcome?
Cheng Che paused, turned around and looked at Xing, with a calm face, "Let's go to Beloberg to see the aurora and collect some money. By the way..."
Cheng Che took a courier box from the cabinet next to him and said softly, "I found this courier box containing a bomb when I was wandering around Luofu these two days. It looks familiar. I plan to go back and choke Sangbo to force him to eat it. What do you think?"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone gathered around the dinner table stood up at the same time.
Jing Yuan's eyelids twitched, and he said with a hint of hesitation, "A package of unknown origin?"
Recently, Luofu did have a package with unknown information, and it was finally found to be a bomb, but...
How did Cheng Che bring the bomb onto the train so openly and calmly?
"Passenger Cheng Che!" Pam jumped up, holding up the small hat on her head and staring at Cheng Che, "Bombs cannot be brought on the train, Pam!"
I knew that the word "joy" should be put on the train blacklist!
Blast again...
It would be terrible if another train bombing occurred!
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che took a step back, holding the courier box and looking at the people who were waiting in a state of alert, "You...is there a possibility...I can dismantle Swarovski and this at the same time?"
As he spoke, Cheng Che shook the express box.
There was a rattling sound coming from the box, as if parts were shaking inside.
Everyone's expressions froze and they looked at Cheng Che with strange eyes.
Fu Xuan looked Cheng Che up and down, and said hesitantly: "I know you know a lot of things, but you can't be considered proficient, right?"
"Yeah." Cheng Che nodded and shook the box again. "But there's nothing I can do. When I was in Beloberg, I happened to watch some people assembling small bombs."
Isn't this a coincidence?
Similar techniques and familiar routines.
This bomb has nothing to do with Sambo. He should eat the bomb now and have two glasses of wine with it!
Everyone on the train breathed a sigh of relief and hesitantly sat down again to digest their food.
"Bang-"
With a slight sound, Dan Heng, who had just sat down, sat up suddenly.
He took out a chip from his pocket and looked at Cheng Che strangely, "So what's the use of this thing you took off from Swarovski?"
Repairing Swarovski, dismantling some things, and even having time to copy Swarovski's database...
Dan Heng's eyelids twitched suddenly, and the look he gave Cheng Che became even weirder.
"It's useless." Cheng Che glanced at the small chip in Dan Heng's hand and said softly, "It's really useless."
What might be useful is the extra line of words in Swarovski's underlying logic: Cheng Che is a good person!
Dan Heng pursed his lips, and felt even more unbelievable after hearing Cheng Che repeat the word "useless" twice.
He glanced at Cheng Che, nodded casually, and sat down.
I don’t know if it will be useful or not. Cheng Che has already said it, so it will be useless whether it is useful or not.
"Lend me some clothes."
Jing Yuan followed Cheng Che and whispered, "If I put this dress back on, there will be rumors in Luofu tomorrow that the general was bankrupted by Yan Qing..."
"Yeah." Cheng Che responded, pushed open the bedroom door, found a set of clothes and handed it to Jing Yuan, then squatted in front of the carpet and stuffed his backpack bulging with things. There was also a small folding tent in the storage bag, and he was obviously preparing to go camping.
Jing Yuan held the clothes and watched Cheng Che's movements, hesitantly asked: "Are you really not going to the snowy field to dance?"
Cheng Che froze in his hands, and turned to look at Jing Yuan in disbelief, "Forget about what I said back then, but what did I do to make you think I can really dance the Shao Dance alone?"
Jing Yuan spread his hands and looked at Cheng Che without saying a word, his eyes clearly showing extreme speechlessness.
Isn’t that enough?
Cheng Che's current enthusiasm no longer needs a dance to emphasize it.