Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 829 Finale 13

Zhou Jing felt her skillful movements and his eyebrows jumped.

Why does it feel like she has been waiting for this moment for so long?!

Quan Jiu swayed his feet happily, without any consciousness of being chased.

"You have to walk well and don't throw me down."

The Gobi Desert is full of dirt, rocks, and potholes that can easily cause your feet to sprain if you're not careful.

Zhou Jing: “…”

He's quite good at directing people.

As he thought this, the movements of his feet slowed down, and each step was taken firmly.

Walking in the Gobi Desert with a person on his back in a hot weather of over 30 degrees Celsius, Zhou Jing was sweating profusely after a while.

Quan Jiu raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his neck with his cuffs.

"Are you tired?"

Zhou Jing: "...it's okay."

There were mounds of earth in the Gobi Desert, and the person behind him had disappeared without realizing it. However, Zhou Jing did not dare to lower his vigilance and still walked quickly.

Quan Jiu looked at the hut at the bottom of the mountain: "There is a house in front of you."

Zhou Jing: "Go over and take a look."

The hut is at the bottom of the mountain. It doesn't look far away, but in fact, it took more than twenty minutes to walk there.

Zhou Jing knocked on the door, and an uncle in his fifties opened the door. He saw Zhou Jing and Quan Liquor on his back and said suspiciously.

"What's with you?"

Zhou Jing said politely: "My girlfriend and I were traveling, and she accidentally sprained her foot. It's too hot outside. We want to find a place to rest while waiting for someone to pick us up. Is it inconvenient for you?"

The uncle looked at the two people with his eyes. The two people had outstanding temperaments. They seemed to be rich or noble at first glance, and they did not look like liars.

"Come in, the temperature is a bit high this year."

After entering the house, he poured a glass of water for each of them.

"Where did you come from to travel?"

Zhou Jing: "Imperial Capital."

The uncle nodded. With his temperament, it is not surprising that he is from the imperial capital:

"That's a good place."

Zhou Jing: "I like the northwest. There is too much competition and pressure in the imperial capital. It is not as vast as the northwest. When I look up at the sky occasionally, I feel that my mind has become broader."

The uncle immediately smiled. He was born in the northwest and has never been to other places. Although he said that other places are better, in his heart, he still feels that his hometown is the most beautiful and irreplaceable:

"You do know how to say it."

He glanced at Quan Jiu, who was even more beautiful than the female star.

"No wonder I found such a good-looking girlfriend."

This sentence praised both of them.

"You've been running outside for so long, are you hungry? Can I give you some butter tea?"

Zhou Jing was polite and polite: "Thank you then."

When the uncle went to the woodshed, Quan Jiu immediately rolled his eyes.

"You are good at pleasing your elders."

Zhou Jing: "The old man was born in the northwest, and his roots are also in the northwest. If you praise his hometown, he will naturally be happy."

Quan Jiu: "You just praised him and brought me in. When did I say I wanted to be your girlfriend?"

Zhou Jing: "I've already carried you. Otherwise, I can't explain it to uncle."

Most of the people born and raised in the northwest are simple. They are so close but they are not boyfriend and girlfriend. It is inevitable that the uncle will have some contempt for Quan Jiu. He does not want anyone to look at her like this.

The uncle has returned from the woodshed, carrying two bowls of butter tea:

"Forget it if you can't get used to drinking."

Quan took a sip of the wine and said, "It tastes good."

Zhou Jing paid attention to her movements and found that she said it tasted delicious, but in fact she only took a small sip.

Zhou Jing smiled and looked at his uncle: "When I was very young, my grandma often made butter tea for me to drink. She is also from the Northwest."

The uncle looked at Zhou Jing with a more pleasant and kind look: "Many people are not used to drinking."

Zhou Jing: "After all, everyone's taste is different, and it's difficult to agree with everyone. Only those who like it can realize its benefits."

The uncle couldn't hide his happiness at all, and laughed heartily twice:

"There's still some in the kitchen. If you still want to drink, I'll pour you two more bowls."

Zhou Jing raised his hand and drank half a bowl of butter tea: "No, I haven't finished it yet. I'll ask you for it when I finish it."

The uncle said in a arrogant tone: "Okay, I'm a little bit off here, but there's a lot to eat, so I'll take care of it!"

Zhou Jing chatted with him for a while, and when it was time to eat, the uncle entered the kitchen again.

After making sure that the uncle had entered, Zhou Jing opened his palms towards Quan Jiu.

Quan Jiu was confused: "Huh?"

Zhou Jing: "Aren't you used to drinking?"

For the sake of her uncle, she tried her best to take a few sips. Not to mention how hard it was to look like that, she still felt that she had done a pretty good job.

Quan Jiu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, handed the bowl over, and said sweetly:

"Then I'm sorry."

Zhou Jing: “…”

He actually thought she was quite amused.

Quan Jiu pretended to be happy: "Thank you so much for today."

Zhou Jing thought about it carefully and still felt that there was something he wanted to say to her:

"Next time you encounter this situation, don't fight them. I know you are very powerful. You can solve today's dilemma even without me..."

Quan Jiu heard the seriousness in his tone, suppressed his smile and listened obediently.

Zhou Jing: "But the other party has a gang and an organization. No one knows how many people they have in the dark. You can kill one person or five people, but what about a group of people?"

Quan Jiu moved her mouth. She originally wanted to say that she could deal with a group of people, but when she saw Zhou Jing's serious tone, she kept silent.

"I think you are right."

She also nodded in agreement.

Seeing that her tone softened, Zhou Jing listened carefully, and his expression softened a lot:

"I just contacted the police. They will be here in twenty minutes."

We can't blame the police for being slow to arrive. This place is already remote and difficult to find, and the police station is far away. The police dispatch speed is not too slow.

Quan Jiu: "You took out such a big trouble for me, did you ever think that they would also make things difficult for you?"

Zhou Jing said calmly: "Then let them see who is making things difficult for whom."

Quan Jiu raised his eyebrows: "It's hard not to be moved by you."

Zhou Jing looked at the woman with a joking smile on her face, and he believed her.

"I'm leaving the day after tomorrow."

He didn't say where he was going, but everyone knew what "go" meant.

Obviously a few days ago, Golmud was an ordinary place for him, but now that he was about to leave, he actually felt a little reluctant to leave.

The smile on Quan Jiu's face was not affected at all: "Do you want me to take you to the airport?"

Zhou Jing looked at the smile on her face and felt a little dazzling for some reason.

"Need not."

His tone was calm.

Quan Jiu pretended not to hear his emotions: "What time will you leave the day after tomorrow?"

Zhou Jing: "Early in the morning."

They left without saying a word. How much did she dislike seeing him?

Quan Jiu: "Then I can still take you to the car."

Zhou Jing: “…”

Now I no longer even had the desire to answer.

There was movement outside the door, it was the police who came.

(End of chapter)