I! Cleaner!

129.6 million people are scolding you...how is that possible?

When looking at the red-haired director's stubborn look, Leon actually believed it for the first time. Although the sober director liked to lie, she was so drunk that she couldn't still subconsciously play tricks on herself. Bar?

However, Leon's trust only lasted for less than a second before he was wiped out with his own backhand.

Although the cleanup bureau building covers a large area, it is still too small compared to the nearly 130 million humans. Not to mention that it is only the fifth or sixth floor of this building, even if the entire police department is taken into account. It is impossible to accommodate so many people.

No matter what you think, it's just drunk talk, right?

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

He grabbed the red-haired director's arm and put it around his neck. At the same time, he arched his knees and pushed her butt. After adjusting to a position that would save effort when holding him, Leon carried her upstairs while following her. He coaxed:

"I'm good at scolding people. If those people scold you, I'll scold them back for you."

"Liar, you are so honest, how could you possibly curse?"

"I did not lie to you."

"If you didn't lie to me, why didn't you look into my eyes? Are you afraid that I would see that you were lying?"

"..."

"Look at me, I don't believe what your mouth says. You like to lie. I only believe what your eyes say."

"..."

So in your eyes, am I honest or dishonest?

Seeing that the red-haired director in his arms was struggling again because he didn't get a reply from him, Leon had no choice but to open the badge panel and switch out the silver-level "Elite Performer" badge. Then he looked down at her and said seriously:

"I'm not lying to you. I'm really good at scolding people. If the 100 million people upstairs scold you, I'll scold you back."

"Then...then you have to keep your word...if they scold me, they must scold me back!"

After staring into Leon's eyes for a long time, the drunken red-haired director finally calmed down, grabbed his collar and whispered:

"But don't scold me too harshly. I started the thing, and they scolded me... and they should... I just... just... have been scolded for too long, and I'm a little scared to go up alone..."

"..."

Seeing the red-haired director curled up and crying, Leon couldn't help but be slightly startled. He vaguely felt that her words seemed to reveal some information. It seemed that she was not just drunk and talking nonsense. There might really be someone upstairs. What is there...

There won't be any danger, right?

After standing on the second floor of the stairwell for a while holding the red-haired director in his arms, Leon asked hesitantly:

"Director, do those people who scold you... usually come down?"

"Will not."

The red-haired director shook his head, leaned into Leon's arms, and said with hazy eyes:

"They...are all guarding the fifth or sixth floor. They are responsible for guarding the top ten...twelve ant nests. Unless someone enters the fifth floor, they will not come down."

Twelve ant nests?

After writing down this name with unknown meaning, and hearing that the 130 million "people" would not come down, Leon finally let go of his worries and cautiously walked out of the stairwell with the red-haired director in his arms, using his almost step-by-step approach. "Moving" quickly, he entered the reception room where the director of Jinniu came last time.

After placing the red-haired director on the sofa in the living room, Leon rummaged through the messy room and found a thick-looking cashmere blanket for her under a pile of empty wine bottles in the corner. He covered it up, then picked up the sofa cushion from the carpet, dusted it off, then lifted up the red-haired director's head and placed it under it.

Huh... I finally understand how to serve her.

Looking at the director who was lying obediently on the sofa cushions motionless, with only his eyes chasing him, Leon couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Ordinary Jiu Mengzi would be troublesome enough, but a Jiu Mengzi who was suspected to have amazing fighting power and was full of secrets was twice as troublesome. Fortunately, everything went smoothly, and he was finally able to coax her up and settle her down. It's a bit of a return of favor.

"It's very late. You should go to bed early. I'm going to go to bed too."

After saying hello to the red-haired director with increasingly hazy eyes, Leon knelt down to help her tuck the blanket, then turned around and prepared to leave.

However, as soon as he walked to the door, he felt his eyes blurred, and his whole body instantly flew into the air, and was actually pulled back to the original place by an inexplicable force.

"I knew you were lying to me~"

After reaching out to unbutton Leon's collar and using her little finger to pull out the hair tied around his neck, the woman with wine-red cheeks smiled proudly, gently held the hair tied around Leon's neck, and pulled his face He drew closer and winked at him slyly with his drunken fox eyes.

"You promised to scold me, but you want to run away after coaxing me into bed? What a beautiful idea you have!"

"..."

Chou Ren... I would have known that I would have given her two bottles first, and then sent her up after she was completely drunk...

After looking down at the red hair on her neck that was hooked by her, knowing that he probably couldn't break free, Leon had no choice but to continue coaxing:

"I don't want to lie to you, but it's too late now and you're still so drunk. I can't just sleep next to you, right?"

"Why not?"

After shrinking into the large sofa and making room for a person to lie on his side, the red-haired director directly pulled Leon down on the sofa and said with a smile:

"Just sleep next to me, nothing will really happen, why are you afraid?"

"..."

"Come on, lie down!"

Ignoring Leon's resistance and dragging him down, forcibly pressing him on the sofa, the red-haired director tightly wrapped his arms around his waist, and buried his head in Leon's arms, saying in a muffled voice:

"Go to sleep, I'm so sleepy..."

"Uh... You can sleep here, there's a sofa over there, I can move that sofa over..."

"No, this sofa is wide enough."

"It's wide enough, but I like to turn over when I sleep, what if I fall off..."

"I'll hold you."

"..."

It's terrible...

Feeling the thighs suddenly resting on him, and the posture of the two people who couldn't tell who was in whose arms, Leon's scalp couldn't help but numb.

He didn't resist this kind of thing, but... the fighting power of the person in his arms was really too strong.

As a normal man, when he was just pulled down, Leon's mind was naturally full of lustful thoughts, but when the red-haired director began to hug his waist, he clearly heard the sound of his lumbar vertebrae slightly dislocated.

So the life-threatening here is not life-threatening in another sense, but it may really cost him his life.

The little thoughts that just came up were directly blown away by this solid hug. Now Leon has no other thoughts, just wanting to escape from the bear hug of the red-haired director as soon as possible, so as not to be strangled to death by her in a drunken state.

"Director, Director! Damn, loosen up a bit!"

After pushing hard twice and failing to push it away, but instead making bones crackle, Leon gritted his teeth and just when he was about to do something ruthless, he felt a dampness coming from the front of his lapel, and the red-haired director in his arms began to tremble unconsciously.