General Man: Here I Am Again, I Don't Want To Be A Shift

The torrential rain was pouring down, the turbulent rain crashing against the glass of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony, the clatter of raindrops, the branches dancing wildly in the wind, and even though it was 7 o'clock in the morning, the visibility outside was pitifully low.

Jiang Cheng felt that this torrential rain was about to drown the whole of Tokyo, just like the same heavy rain on a night in Tokyo, only the roar of the Lamborghini, and a boy driving it in a vain attempt to catch up with time.

However, contrary to the heavy rain outside the window, his mood was extremely good, or this was what he deserved early.

On the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, Sanjiu was leaning there, his slender legs wrapped in black stockings folded together and swaying slightly, his eyes staring at the mobile phone screen without blinking, not noticing Jiang Cheng's gentlemanly gaze at all.

"soft-shell crab?" Jiang Cheng walked behind Sanjiu lightly, squatted down and leaned over to her head, looking at the title of the video on the mobile phone and couldn't help but read it out.

Soft shell crab he knows that the crab in the old shell faded, the new shell has not hardened for half an hour, the whole crab body bone is soft and crispy, the crab shell is soft, like jelly, and the crab body will produce a large number of new water-soluble protein, this moment, is the freshest moment in the crab's life.

And without too much processing, just throw it into the pot and stir-fry it in oil, what he didn't expect was that Sanjiu would actually be interested in soft-shell crabs, and he thought that Sanjiu was watching the morning divination information.

However, soft-shell crabs can generally be bought around the beginning of autumn every year, and it is almost impossible to eat soft-shell crabs in winter.

"Well, first time I've heard of it." Sanjiu did not show the panicked and blushing expression that Jiang Cheng imagined, but instead lightly pressed his head against Jiang Cheng's head, and his tone was indescribably lazy.

Jiang Cheng's expression was stunned, and he repeatedly looked at Sanjiu in front of him with his gaze, and finally determined that the three measurements were correct before revealing a surprised gaze.

Sanjiu's movements and tone just now were completely wrong, which made Jiang Cheng feel that the Sanjiu in front of him would be Ernai or Yihua pretending, because that kind of action was not at all like Sanjiu could do.

If it weren't for the completely consistent measurements and the confirmed slender legs, Jiang Cheng would definitely pinch her ears to make her her original form exposed.

"It's really cruel!" Jiang Cheng said bitterly: "Where is the kindness? Where is the positioning? Where do I sit? Where are the dishes and chopsticks?

"Jiang Cheng... Leg pain .." Sanjiu turned off the screen of the mobile phone, turned her body slightly sideways, stared straight at Jiang Cheng, she bit her lips lightly, and her neck had an imperceptible redness.

A pair of slender legs wrapped in black silk were close at hand, and as long as Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand slightly, he could touch the silky touch on it.

Jiang Cheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, full of legs: The brain is full of fragrant scenes that may happen next.

"My bedroom is quite large, and my Simmons can also backflip, whether you want to come to Kangkang or not, and you can sleep directly when you are tired."

Jiang Cheng pointed to his bedroom, and the expression on his face was full of seriousness.

He knows that the partition wall has ears, and the living room is simply the most unsafe place, and at any time a second may pop out a second or May, or the next second origami will directly drop next to the floor-to-ceiling window of his house, a flying kick will come in, or the little buried guy will come and open the black with himself and so on.

Only your own room is the safest and most confidential.

"Ding~"

Jiang Cheng's mobile phone suddenly sent out a message reminder, he quickly took out his mobile phone, and read the content of the message at a glance, the corner of his mouth suddenly outlined a bad smile, his fingers quickly clicked on the screen, and then nodded with satisfaction.

He held Sanjiu's hand in his hand, saying something like "my Simmons mattress will backflip" and "I have a lot of biographies on my bookshelf", slowly holding Sanjiu's hand and walking towards the bedroom, like a big bad wolf abducting a little white rabbit, and his gray tail turned behind Jiang Cheng.

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"Ding~ding~"

The message prompt tone suddenly came from the mobile phone, which successfully woke up Pochi-chan, who was still sleeping.

She grabbed the mobile phone next to the pillow in a daze, tried to open one eye and half-squinted to read the information, and when her eyes swept over the incoming information, her sleepiness disappeared instantly.

Jiang Cheng: Na, Pochi-chan, don't forget to give this month's friend fee (send heart emoji).

Ryo Yamada: Na, Pochi-chan, don't forget to give this month's friend fee (flower emoji).

Pochi-chan's hand trembled on the screen, tears rolling in her eyes.

Pochi-chan: How much (crying)

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