Chapter 4: If you don’t talk, I’m not easy to fuck

Seeing Shen Zhouyi coming out, she opened the car door for her in a restless mood and brought it to the car with her luggage. Looking at a black men's jacket tied to the suitcase holder, she scratched her scalp in confusion, afraid of getting dirty, so she took it down again, took it into the car, twisted and handed it to Shen Zhouyi in the back seat.

"Sister Yi, what's going on?"

The little girl was so scared that she was pale in her face. She couldn't remember who the men's jacket was.

Shen Zhouyi was not affected much, but felt tired and cold. Yongcheng was about to enter early winter, and the wet and coldness were even worse.

She sat in the seat, curled up in a ball, her lower half of her face hidden in the collar of the camel-colored wool coat, and glanced at the black jacket.

Just put it on your legs with peace of mind to keep warm.

"A man who bought my drawing was killed, so I asked about some situations."

"I just bought the painting and looked for you with great fanfare, making people think you are a suspect..." Ming Yao muttered, his expression finally relaxed, "Then there should be no problem in the future, it is also unlucky, and it is involved in such a thing."

Shen Zhouyi stopped talking.

I feel a little depressed.

She lifted the jacket upwards, but Yu Guang accidentally saw something in his pocket.

Hesitated for two seconds.

She slowly reached into her thumb and index finger and pinched out the things in her pocket.

It is a sky blue sticker note.

Fold in half.

Shen Zhouyi took it seriously and opened it and looked at it.

Stunned.

The next second, she sat upright.

It seems as if it is surprised, but more of it feels unreasonable.

The post-it note reads a line of words.

The font is ostentatious, the pen tip is sharp and the strength is penetrated through the back of the paper. Through this font, you can almost guess how deviant the person who writes is like a rebellious person.

And that line of words...

"If you don't talk, I'm not easy to fuck - No. 22."

Shen Zhouyi: “…………”

Public, sentenced.

Young man.

But, too, okay, that's it.

Just look at this line of words.

The image of her like a savior and the filter of the rescue profession showed cracks that were difficult to repair. Instead, it was more like a thug with a strong temperament, arrogant, and dust-free thug.

I thought that my first confession, which was dizzy, would rot in the wind on that remote plateau.

Not very lucky yet.

He could punch hard when she was forgotten.

After all, I still can't escape being tragically rejected.

“…………”

"Sister Yi?" Ming Yao looked back at her, and looked curiously at the post-it notes in her hand: "What are you looking at?"

Shen Zhouyi quickly held the paper in the palm of her hand and made a sizzling sound. She put it into her coat pocket and threw the jacket to the seat next to her as if she was venting anger.

"Crazy words."

"ah?"

"Drive."

Shen Zhouyi let out a sigh of relief, covering up this shameful deed: "Are there anyone applying for the job these days?"

Ming Yao was familiar with starting the car, "Some, there are quite a few. Brother Zhao is screening it, but it's not easy to screen if he is proficient in two or more foreign languages."

After all, it is just a short-term assistance secretary, which is quite demanding.

Which 985 is here to apply for such a secretary?

"Search well, it is best to have a tour guide qualification certificate. You must have a Mandarin certificate." Shen Zhouyi coughed slightly twice, and his eyes turned to the outside of the car. His breath was not very stable and he was not very obvious.

Mingyao looked at her through the rearview mirror, and immediately took out a bottle of medicine from the storage compartment and handed it to her.

"Sister Yi, have you ever had an attack in Modog?"

Shen Zhouyi took it, poured out two pills and threw them directly into his mouth.

"No."

"That must be because the police have made you feel stressed and frightened today. You should sleep for a while and stabilize it."

"good."

Shen Zhouyi was a little panicked and his hands were trembling, and the slight rapid breathing sound was particularly obvious in the cramped space in the car.

She has hyperventilation syndrome.

Some are serious and occur from time to time.

Once the attack occurs, you will feel difficulty breathing, suffocation, palpitations, annoying severe headaches, dizziness, and consciousness disorders. It is not big or small, and it has been entangled with her for many years and cannot be cured.

If the mood is affected, there will be clues.

Always prepare neurasthenia and calming drugs. There is no special treatment method, so you can only try to be stable.

She leaned against the back of the chair and was sleeping shallowly.

Sleeping uneasy.

The sound of whistles was filled with the sound of whistles, noisy and chaos.

Shen Zhouyi woke up and had a great headache.

"What's going on?" she asked in a hoarse voice.

Mingyao slapped the car horn in annoyance.

"The front was blocked. I don't know what happened. A bunch of people blocked the road and watched, blocking us on the zebra crossing. Are we not waiting for points and fines?"

Shen Zhouyi looked out through the car window glass.

really.

This is a commercial street. Although it is already past ten o'clock, the flow of people is still quite large. Once there is congestion within a certain range, the vehicles will also suffer.

Their cars were stuck on the zebra crossing in awkward manner, and the fire was turned off.

“…Look at how I can go around.”

Shen Zhouyi's voice suddenly became weaker and his gaze went to the right.

She noticed a pedestrian standing on the right door of her side.

A man.

Shen Zhouyi narrowed his eyes.

The man was quite tall. She looked through the car and saw only his slender neck and eye-catching Adam's apple.

——Large.

Inexplicably, her eyes were hooked by the sexy Adam's apple, and she stuck for several seconds, and her voice fluttered to Mingyao and said something.

"Mingyao, let's retreat a little, from the side..."

I haven't finished speaking.

Bang--

The man outside suddenly moved. He took a step forward, supported himself on the front of the car with one hand, and jumped firmly, jumped directly into her car, stepped on the roof, took two leisurely steps, passed the opposite side, and then jumped off.

After bent his long legs slightly, he stood up straight, put one hand in his pocket, and continued to move without looking back, and walked calmly towards a convenience store opposite.

The whole process was very smooth.

——Inexplicably, it was crazy.

Shen Zhouyi: “…?”

Mingyao: “…………”

Shen Zhouyi was stunned for two seconds and his eyes chased the back through the car window.

The simple black clothes and black pants are very tall, with a thin but upright back, slightly lowered head, passing through the crowd, and inexplicably, they still exuded a kind of unrestrained personal color. Just a vague figure gives people a sense of excellence, and their temperament is too eye-catching to people not ignore.

"That person...was he stepping over the roof of our car?"

Mingyao was stunned for a while before he found his voice.

Shen Zhouyi couldn't help frowning.

"We are blocking the zebra crossing, but we are wrong first."

"Then you can't just step on someone else's car! What's more, we were forced to park on the zebra crossing by people. What if he walks around one more step?" Ming Yao was still unhappy.

Shen Zhouyi watched the figure enter the convenience store. After a while, she took a breath and drove the car door to get out.

Only then can I know why it is congested.

The police in front set up a cordon and stopped the masses outside.

And here is DC District, Jinjiang Building.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!