in2ebook Chapter 269 Pat me on the shoulder
Chapter 269 Pat me on the shoulder
Chapter 269 Pat me on the shoulder
Chapter 269 Pat me on the shoulder
The rain was pattering on the window, the lights were dark in the hotel room, Xing Cheng was lying on the bed like mud, with only the quilt covering his navel, Jiang Fan was sitting on the sofa with his head down, scrolling through his phone.
When it started to rain, the plan to go to the Clock Boy Statue was temporarily postponed. Theresa took Liu Ying to the front desk to get a single room. Jiang Fan supported Xing, who was full of food, and the drunk and cold princess. 'Sent all the way back to the room.
Elise really drank a little too much, and the burning clouds on both sides of her cheeks could not be covered. On the way back to the room, she leaned in his arms and muttered something.
Although the words were vague, he got a general idea, and it was just another story about Mondlisa.
Xing was fine, just a little stuffed, and his belly was bloated like a big drum. After being supported by Jiang Fan and lying on the bed, he became motionless, just like a domestic pig returning to its pen after eating. Almost rolling on the bed.
Jiang Fan covered Elise with the quilt and touched her hands to see if they were cold. Then he sat back on the sofa and crossed his legs with confidence: "Stop eating to cover up your sadness. Let me tell you some good news. In fact, Xiao Sanyue It’s not that Jizi and the others have abandoned you, it’s just that our mobile phone signals have been blocked.”
"That's why we couldn't receive any news from the train crew or other people from the beginning to the end. As for when did I know about it? Of course I saw through this little trick from the beginning." Jiang Fan took a sip of water and said lightly .
Xing didn't answer. She opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling silently. This is often the reaction of those who eat until they die.
It’s as if they have escaped into the Buddhism’s Buddhism. They are much the same as the sages at all times. Sometimes they don’t know if they are awake or asleep with their eyes open, or if they are just too lazy to speak. After all, opening their mouths is comparable to a marathon for them. physical work.
He didn't mean to make it clear that he was actually pretending to be confused because he understood. He just wanted to give Xing Neng a little motivation so that he wouldn't have the child curled up in bed looking at his phone and crying in the dead of night.
Since Kafka had agreed to let Little Gray Feather take the stage to complete the beautiful transformation from an ugly duckling to a white swan, the first step was to keep Xing Neng full of energy, or at least let her know that she had not been abandoned.
Kafka said that such signal shielding devices are often centered around dreams and reject all external signals. It may also be the special nature of dreams that blocks signal reception, but no matter which type, his mobile phone cannot receive it. The news is solid.
He also asked Teresa when he returned to the private room in the restaurant, but her excuse was that she didn't know either. She said that she had never left Pinoconi in her life, and she had very few friends, including stars. There are only a few of them like Elise, and they can be counted on one hand.
Jiang Fanxin said how lonely this child is. If you count the three of them, you can count them on one hand. There are only two friends out of dozens, maybe only one. This is no longer a problem of a small circle, it is this girl. There is no circle at all.
Since there was some problem with the signal reception, the idea of relying on the Internet to summon officials from the Interstellar Peace Company and Xianzhou was naturally abandoned. Fortunately, there were still Hanabi and Sangbo. Although those two people did not say a word of truth, they finally At least it's pretty reliable.
He did have a way to contact Jingliu and Jingyuan who were far away in Xianzhou without using the Internet, but he really didn't know what to say first.
Tell them that I actually have no cell phone signal in Pinoconi and I'm going to die of loneliness? That during the two days when my mobile phone had no signal, I thought I had been isolated due to your jealousy?
He accidentally glanced at the position of the bed. Xing kicked off the quilt covering his belly button and was grabbing his belly with his hands, snoring softly.
But he didn't feel sleepy at all, he was just struggling with how to explain to Jingliu and Heita.
It's easy to say that in Cocolia and Shiluwa, the whole day is just a few sandwiches and trying various cuisines. Anyway, you can't die. If you die, you will lose your sense of taste for a few days.
But this is not necessarily the case for Heita and Jingliu. Maybe they will turn into detectives again and start to reason that they deliberately did not reply to the news, just like Dong Zhuo in the Pinoconi Forest.
Maybe according to their speculation, he was soaking in the hot spring. Holding a pair of big white steamed buns in each hand, he sneered at the message they sent. While crushing the phone, he turned into Dong Zhuo and pounced on the 'sheep' beside him.
But in my conscience, I really didn’t flirt with women during this trip to Pinoconi. Elise was just rekindling an old relationship, and flirting with women were completely different concepts.
Jiang Fan took a sip of water guiltily, put on his windbreaker and prepared to go out. The white robe, which had a strong scent of flower and fruit wine, had already been handed over to the hotel's front desk staff for washing.
The smart look of this suit and windbreaker was chosen by Heita for him. The brand name is a bunch of Martian letters put together. In short, he can't understand it horizontally and vertically. Jiang Fan has never heard of it.
But Esta mentioned it to him and said that whether it was leather shoes, trousers, or even belts, they were all high-end gadgets from the Interstellar Peace Company. They were all hand-made and had to be queued up. The brand value of this outfit could be worth half of Star Destroyers are nothing to brag about.
I remember that the suit and windbreaker were delivered to my door by the brand company in a Star Destroyer ship. Xing was touching the suit and exclaimed, saying that the big brand is indeed a brand that no mortal has ever heard of. A suit and windbreaker cost 999, and it cost . Starship transportation costs millions. Isn’t this pure injustice?
But millions and tens of millions of credits are not a problem for Black Tower, because the space station is rich enough, and just a fraction of the sales of Gundam mechas is enough to buy dozens of fleets.
He looked back at the sleeping Elise and Xing and was about to leave, but when he was about to squeeze the door handle, he stepped back. If he was delayed by something, maybe this uncontrollable wild ass would wake up. I don’t know where to go to have fun.
Jiang Fan returned to the table next to the sofa, pulled out a piece of toilet paper and wrote on it with a pen, "I have to go out for something. If you wake up and find that I am not here, don't go out and wander around. I am talking about you, Xing." He also drew a husky pointing at someone as his signature.
Putting the piece of toilet paper in a conspicuous place on the table, he opened the door and left the hotel with confidence. When he walked out of the hotel, he borrowed an umbrella from the lovely doorman.
After all, the area around the Daydream Hotel is not as prosperous as the central CBD area of the city. It is drizzling outside and there are almost no people on the streets.
The traffic lights changed colors monotonously, and the empty streets were filled with rustling sounds. Only the overhead ball cages passing along the metal tracks prevented the hotel from feeling like a no-man's land.
He stood under the eaves in front of the Daydream Hotel with an umbrella, thinking whether to go and meet the robin first, or go directly to have a friendly interview with the leader of Pinocchio on Sunday.
He didn't feel bad about the pair of good leather shoes. When the brand personnel came to deliver the shoes, they said they would replace them for free within a hundred years. The store already had his foot model data, so it would be easy to make a new pair.
Jiang Fan looked at the rustling drizzle when someone suddenly patted his waist behind him. He subconsciously looked back and saw only an umbrella suspended in the air. He could just see the top of the umbrella.
"Ghost umbrella?" He blurted out subconsciously.
"Asshole! Look down!" Someone hammered his thigh.
Jiang Fan lowered his head slightly following the source of the sound, and then he saw Theresa standing behind him holding an umbrella. He didn't know if she was also drunk, but her cheeks were red, and even her neck was red. She was punching him. The swing hit him on the thigh.
"It turns out to be Theresa." Jiang Fan turned around and looked down at Theresa, "Can you pat me on the shoulder next time? Pat my waist. I thought you were interested in my waist. .”
I don’t know if it was Jiang Fan’s misunderstanding, but it seemed that Theresa’s cheeks turned redder.
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