I Just Memorized The Plot. Did You Tell Me To Change The Script?

The next day.

Xie Chun was lying in the hotel in Kecheng and recalled the news about the countermeasures bureau.

When the cruise ship docked back to the port in Kecheng in the early morning, people like Xie Chun, who had been dragged to play mahjong for half the night, naturally found a place to rest as soon as possible.

As a result, just as he closed his eyes and prepared to sleep for a while, the door was pushed open.

Jiang Jinhua rushed to his bed: "Brother Xie, let's go and go out to play!"

"I want to sleep."

Xie Chun knew that she was quite persistent about hanging out with friends. After all, she had almost always played alone since she was a child. The situation improved after she met Su Xingruo in high school.

"It's hard to find a new place. If you don't go out to collect materials, wouldn't it be in vain just to stay in a hotel?" Jiang Jinhua said plausibly.

"Then you go and play, I didn't tie you up with a rope." Xie Chun yawned and said speechlessly.

Jiang Jinhua said rationally: "But I am now worth over 100 million. What if I am targeted in a foreign country where I am unfamiliar with my life?"

"But I haven't been tied up in all these years since I was a kid." After Xie Chun finished speaking, he felt like he had set a flag and quickly changed the topic:

"If you're afraid of death, call Ning Yingluo to take you out to play. She and you should have something in common."

Rounding is linked to mental retardation.

"I've already looked for her." Jiang Jinhua's voice became softer and softer: "She said she wanted to protect you around you and couldn't go out by yourself. She asked me to call you together."

"Damn, it turns out I'm the spare tire."

Xie Chun was really embarrassed: "But it's over 30 degrees outside, are you sure you want to go out to play?"

Jiang Jinhua blinked and said coquettishly, "You're just going shopping with us. You'll be back in five or six hours."

Xie Chun turned his head and glanced at the sun outside, and shouted: "That means you want me to die."

He looked at Jiang Jinhua's face and said seriously: "Tell me what exactly you want me to take you to do. A comic artist needs to go to Kecheng to collect materials?"

Jiang Jinhua was lying on the table next to her, looking lazy: "Didn't I make a little money yesterday?"

"so what?"

"So..." Of course the genius Jiang Jinhua quickly came up with a brilliant idea: "You take me to the casino a few more times, so that I can make 100 million every day."

If Xie Chun hadn't been lying on the bed and was too lazy to move, he would have gone down and beaten her at all costs. He looked at Jiang Jinhua as if he were looking at a person whose brain had been chewed by a zombie:

"Put your head over here and I'll show you something good!"

"I'm not stupid!" Jiang Jinhua shook her head quickly, sat up straight and distanced herself from Xie Chun: "Why do you always want to hit me on the head like Xiao Xingruo?"

"That's because you really deserve to be beaten for what you usually say!"

Jiang Jinhua snorted: "If you beat me into a fool, it will be a loss for the whole world!"

Xie Chun narrowed his eyes: "It's okay, you are so thick-skinned, and your skull is probably also very thick, so it can't be damaged."

"There's no necessary connection between the two. If I don't go, I won't go. How stingy, huh."

Although Jiang Jinhua sounded like a child asking her parents to take her to an amusement park, Xie Chun still did not let go.

This kind of thinking with cerebral palsy would probably be impossible for even a slightly normal person to think of.

The corners of Xie Chun's eyes twitched crazily: "I'm going to bed. If you don't go out, I promise not to take away your lunch, just wait until you get hungry."

When Jiang Jinhua heard this consistent threat, she subconsciously stood up, but after taking a step forward, she remembered something and raised her chest towards Xie Chun:

"I have money now, so I don't have to take advantage of you anymore to receive relief!"

"No matter how strong the tablet is, it is useless." Xie Chun rubbed his eyebrows and began to reflect on whether he should not have given her so much money: "And that is my money."

"Isn't your money my money? Why do you separate it so clearly?"

The room suddenly fell into an eerie silence, and the next second...

"Ouch!" Jiang Jinhua looked at Xie Chun with her lips bulging: "Why did you hit me on the head?"

"Who told you to talk nonsense?"

Xie Chun retreated into the quilt again. He could only say that it was lucky that no one else heard him around, otherwise it would have been too big for him.

"Then don't always start, you will become stupid." Jiang Jinhua muttered: "You are trying to destroy the treasure of world civilization."

Xie Chun was delighted: "How about I spank you next time?"

"Come on, come on, do you think I'm afraid?"

Jiang Jinhua jumped on the bed, lay down on his lap, and swung her white calves up and down.

"..."

Xie Chun looked at the few small scars on her legs, which were basically caused by various unfortunate events she encountered due to her physical condition when she was a child.

Speaking of these people, Jiang Jinhua asked him to read files the most, nearly twenty times, and there was a death crisis every three to five times.

So Jiang Jinhua talked to him very casually on weekdays. After all, he had seen everything that should be seen and what should not be seen. He had solved the murder crisis in the bathroom twice.

A minor injury or illness as small as a scar would not be enough for him to take action, otherwise he would have to hang around Jiang Jinhua every day.

Thinking of this, Xie Chun felt pity for her inexplicably, so he just gently touched the scar on her calf, and then patted her butt lightly.

"That's it? Haven't you eaten?"

"???"

Hard, hard, fist hard.

Xie Chun lifted up the hem of her skirt, and then it suddenly shut down. There was no fabric underneath.

"No, why are you still empty-handed?"

"You said it was more than 30 degrees, which is very hot." Jiang Jinhua showed a provocative look: "What, don't you dare?"

Xie Chun closed his eyes and patted her mercilessly, with a clear and loud voice.

"Hmm~"

"??? I just slapped her, so I wouldn't scream so charmingly." Xie Chun knew that her body was very sensitive, but this was too sensitive.

Does she usually develop herself when she has nothing to do at home?

Xie Chun pinched her little face: "You can't be sour."

...

...

Xie Chun slept with Jiang Jinhua in his arms until the afternoon. He was awakened by the sound of a message on his cell phone. The source of the WeChat message was Chen Qingyan.

{Fang Ping called a friend and wants to play another round with you. Do you want to come? }

Xie Chun just wanted to see what kind of medicine the other party was selling in the gourd.