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Sambo: ...
Sangbo met the pair of light amber eyes. After a long silence, he took out a roll of money from his pocket with a painful expression. After counting the money, he gave one to her with a distressed look, "I am also very poor... I have no business to do recently."
Cheng Che stuffed it into his pocket and turned to look at Jing Yuan, "Brother Jing Yuan, give me some gold coins."
"The landlord doesn't have any surplus food..." Jing Yuan sighed heavily, groping in his pocket and taking out two patrol arrows, "I left them all for Yan Qing to eat."
Oh, and some of it is left as food money for the raccoon slaves.
Cheng Che didn't feel embarrassed at all, and looked at Xing calmly, "Look, I'm not penniless now."
What's wrong with begging?
Begging is also a test of a person’s goodness!
Chapter 539: Ah? Ah! Ah!!!
"You...you two..."
In the main control cabin, a brown-haired clerk sat on a small stool, looking around with a pair of puzzled eyes, looking at Jing Yuan and then at Sang Bo. After a while, he couldn't help asking, "Does he have any evidence against you two?"
As he spoke, Rocky stretched out a finger and pointed in the direction of Cheng Che.
Hearing this, Jing Yuan seemed to be thinking, "My junior brother, and... he helped me feed many people."
He has supported the entire Luofu, so it would be nice to have some pocket money. Cheng Che spends money faster than Yan Qing spends in the Industrial and Manufacturing Department.
"Oh." Rocky nodded and looked at Sambo beside him, "What about you?"
Sambo: ...
Sambo thought again and again, then pointed to himself and said, "I owe him a lot."
"Hey, you're still so stingy when it comes to paying back debts?" Rocky looked at Sambo with a strange look. After carefully examining him for a while, he looked away in disdain and looked at Xing eagerly. "Pioneer, can I ask you to help me check the signal repeater?"
“Reward…?” Xing raised his eyebrows slightly, with disdain written all over his face.
"Okay, okay! I'll give you a fair price!" Rocky's eyes lit up, and he quickly sent the location to Xing, "I'll send you the location, remember to check it."
Xing waved her hand and quickly followed Cheng Che's footsteps, "Let's go, I'll tell you if I find anything else."
The group of four walked away quickly, and behind them could be heard the old lady's scolding voice and Rocky's low-pitched rebuttal.
"A romantic affair!"
“Harmful to academics!”
"Love life is also life..."
After turning two corners, several people stopped in front of the elevator and waited, with helplessness written all over their faces.
"What do you think the truth is?" Xing wiped the bat carefully, waved it in his hand, "Cheng Che?"
Cheng Che thought for a moment and said softly, "Either it's a coincidence that the lovers can't express their feelings to each other, and their mutual secret love can never be made clear, or... because of force majeure, they are separated from each other, and the other person either dies or can't come back."
star:……
"Are you serious?" Xing turned to look at Cheng Che and asked in confusion, "Why are you so pessimistic?"
"Because I can't stand seeing couples, lovers, and lovers. I want to die when I see them." Cheng Che had no expression on his face and spoke quickly, "Do I still wish them to be together forever? To have two children in three years, and then I can sit at the table and eat?!"
As soon as the words fell, Cheng Che came back to his senses and raised his hand to pat his mouth, "It's broken, we can't take it apart now."
Can't we give the crow's mouth a switch? !
Others have what he doesn’t have... He is so jealous!
star:……
Xing looked at Cheng Che with a puzzled look, "Friend, if Rocky and Lily really get together, you will sit in the main seat and let them toast you."
Having said that, if it really is a jinx, it would be okay to let these two kowtow to Cheng Che.
Cheng Che's thoughts were extremely complicated. He felt a little sad when listening to the sound of the elevator running. "I really hope that I am a crow without the metaphysical buff, especially at this moment."
"Accept your fate, my friend." Sangbo stretched, casually resting his arm on Cheng Che's shoulder, his green eyes full of teasing, "You went from the space station to Beloberg, and from Beloberg to Rov. Some unrealistic fantasies can be completely dispelled."
Cheng Che turned his head to look at Sang Bo, and let Xing push him into the elevator when it stopped. "Although our family is looking for fun, think about it with your conscience, who in the Huanyue family has ever accepted their fate?"
Accept fate?
What's the fun in that?
"That's good. If you don't give up your fantasy, I'll have a lot more fun." Sambo smiled and said, "Tsk, it's really fun that the crows loved by many star gods can't get what they want."
Cheng Che: ...
"Shut up." Cheng Che had a blank expression on his face. Just as he was about to say something, he was shaken by the hand.
Xing pulled Cheng Che's sleeve to draw his attention back to herself. She seemed to be really influenced by Latio and asked questions. "So why are you so obsessed with... your lover?"
"My grandmother said that if I find a wife and have a child and live a stable life, she will be able to rest assured." Cheng Che said casually, and walked out quickly when the elevator stopped. "Although I am a psychopath, I know that I should not let down anyone who is kind to me."
Xing tilted her head and followed Cheng Che's steps, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned your sad story."
Cheng Che was silent for a long time, and his usually expressionless face couldn't help but wrinkle, "Ah? Sad?"
What the hell?
"Yes." Xing nodded affirmatively and looked at Cheng Che with a sad look, "I'm sorry."
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che stopped, bent down and looked Xing in the eye, "My friend, my grandmother is in great health. When she's happy, she can chase my brother for three miles with a feather duster in her hand."
The old lady is in surprisingly good health. She can beat her old man and her grandson. When she has nothing to do, she will ask the old lady next door to watch her brother's gossip together, point fingers at the little stars and models above, and even make a phone call to yell at them. She has three meals a day, one midnight snack and afternoon tea. She is very happy!
Besides...
I can only close my eyes when I find my wife, but it seems that it will be difficult to close these eyes.
Xing was stunned for a moment, "Ah? Ah! Ah!!!"
Ah!
She, the star of a shrewd girl, thought Cheng Che was about to cry!
Xing covered her mouth and nodded hesitantly, "Then... I misunderstood."
Cheng Che glared at Xing quietly, then turned and went upstairs, "Let's go and see if this matchmaker can really work."
Xing nodded, walked in front and led the way, his eyes scanning the surroundings vigilantly to prevent the antimatter army remaining in the space station from coming out to beat people up.
"What about Sambo?" Xing asked, then slapped his lips, "Sorry, I shouldn't ask. I can't expect to get anything out of you guys."
Xing opened the door of the room in front, walked through the many staff members, found the center console and fumbled around on it skillfully, "What about Jingyuan? Hasn't Jingyuan been urged?"
Jing Yuan:......
Jing Yuan's eyes drooped sleepily, and he kept touching the hand holding the raccoon slave, "Yes, but I've exhausted them to death."
Xing pursed her lips and said nothing, lowering her head to study the center console in front of her.
For a moment, I didn't know whether to say sorry or smile, and both felt inappropriate.
"Your conversation skills..." Cheng Che sighed helplessly, raised his foot and hooked a stool from the side to sit down, leaning on his glasses to study the various buttons on the console, "You're not as good as Jeppard."
Cheng Che fiddled with it for a while, then looked at the still unresponsive center console in front of him, and couldn't help but raise his hand and pat it.
"Why are you taking a picture of it? It's missing some super nickel parts. I'll go to the abandoned rare item warehouse next door to look for it." Xing muttered and picked up the baseball bat. "Can it be fixed with just one shot?"
"This is called a violent restart. Maybe anything can be fixed by tapping it—" Cheng Che was about to answer, but suddenly fell silent when he saw the light screen in front of him.
Xing turned around in confusion, "Why do I feel like Lily will be at the space station soon?"
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Extra 11:
Continuation of Extra 8 [IF Su Xiaoming and Tang Muqing board the Starry Sky Train]:
"Are these your brothers?"
The pink-haired girl leaned close to Cheng Che and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you going to introduce them to us? It seems like you don't plan to take them out to play."
Cheng Che was holding a small teapot, looking down to see if there was any specialty in it that Su Ming had brought from Teyvat. Hearing this, he said without even raising his head, "He's my brother. I calculated... He should be my cousin, but you'll have to ask my aunts to know if we're related by blood."
March 7:…
Wait, why do we have to ask the aunts whether we are related by blood?
Don’t aunts know whether the children they gave birth to are their own?
In San Yueqi's confused eyes, Cheng Che keenly caught a whiff of the burning smell from the CPU and pointed at the two grown men next to him, "Cousin, to know if there is a blood relationship, you need to ask my uncles if they have found out whether there is a real or fake young master, and also ask my aunts if they adopted him."
San Yueqi was confused. "You should know about this kind of thing, right?"
"I don't know, I'm just a useless person..." Cheng Che spread his hands, shook the pot, turned his head and looked at a man with long hair, "Brother, didn't you bring me any local specialties? Can't you steal a dragon for me to see? I also want to see the little yellow-haired man."
Su Ming: ...
Su Ming raised his eyes and gave Cheng Che a cold look, "What else do you want? I'll bring Teyvat to you?"
"Not impossible." Cheng Che lowered his voice cautiously, and after secretly glancing at Su Ming's face, he began to nag at San Yue Qi, "This brother is the most serious one. He has been a child of other people's families since he was young. He can endure hardships and has a smart mind. His family obviously fell into poverty, but he managed to bring it back to life. His life is very frugal among the group of rich second-generations."
San Yue Qi nodded suddenly, glanced at Su Ming and then looked away, "But now he is not frugal or serious at all. I always feel like he is going to crawl all over the floor and go crazy anytime, anywhere."
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che looked at San Yue Qi with suspicion, and after a while he turned his head to look at Su Ming, "Brother, you didn't get crazy before."
Sanyueqi's intuition is not often wrong, so...
Su Ming secretly went insane behind his back? !
"It's inevitable that someone who travels through time will go crazy." Su Ming said casually, lowering his head to look through the memo on Cheng Che's phone, with a sneer on his face, "Besides, how can I let you see me going crazy?"
Cheng Che once again had a bad premonition. He withdrew his gaze, lay down on the table to study the Chen Ge pot, and sighed heavily.
"You seem very scared of your brother." San Yueqi lay beside Cheng Che and asked in a low voice. There was also an equally curious Xing next to him.
Cheng Che responded muffledly, and after trying hard to recall, he spoke, "They raised me since I was a child."
At this point, Cheng Che pointed at the short-haired man who was leaning on the sofa and chatting with Ji Zi with a smile on his face, and said softly, "He is about ten years older than me. When I was a child, he held me while doing homework. When I grew up, he held me while playing games. When I was a little older and started working, he let me lie on the other side of his desk to do homework. In my family, he took care of me the most, except for the nanny. My mother has changed more diapers for me than he has."
Sanyueqi and Xing looked weird, silently turned their heads to look at Wenrou, smiled and listened to Ji Zi's words, and drank the coffee made by Ji Zi without changing their expression. The gentle man who could still speak said in unison, "Not like!"