Ms. Quan, who is male

Zhongyuan also drove home with Quan.

When the car was still on the road, the sleepy spring fell asleep. When Zhongyuan saw that he was sleeping soundly, he didn't call him and directly carried him out of the car.

When Quan was picked up, he woke up. But he opened his eyes and saw that it was Zhongyuan, so he continued to sleep with peace of mind.

Nakaya Zhongyuan: "..." It seems that the little bastard is quite satisfied with his free labor force???

The next morning, when the spring woke up, he felt like he was floating in the clouds.

The surroundings were very quiet, without any unnecessary or noisy sounds. The bed under me and the quilt covered on my body were warm and soft, making it hard to leave the quilt.

The most important thing is that he finally no longer has to worry, always beware of whether unknown enemies will break into the door, and then stab him in the chest.

This is the most comfortable sleep he has ever had in two months.

A high-quality sleep can indeed give people a good mood to start the day.

Also because of his rest, his injury healed yesterday. Even the knee that fell the worst began to scab.

Although Quan was not physically strong enough and was not good at exercising, his healing ability was much stronger than that of ordinary people. Last time his feet were cut by fragments, he only rested for about two days, which surprised Yamai, who bandaged and changed his medicine every day.

Another sigh.

Zhongyuan was probably embarrassed to change his clothes, so when Quan lifted the quilt, he found that he was still wearing the long coat.

However, the other party was very considerate and put a new set of clothes on the head of the bed. It was a man's, a very simple shirt and trousers. In addition, there was a box of disposable underwear.

Quan went to the bathroom with clean clothes. Seeing that the wound was almost healed, he took a shower directly.

After he finished taking a shower and changed his clothes, he suddenly realized a problem.

He... seems to have forgotten the time?

After busy all night, Zhongyuanzhong returned home exhausted and was changing his shoes at the entrance when he suddenly heard the sound of "thump" footsteps.

When I looked back, I found that the little bastard with wet hair ran out in panic, and was still yelling: "I'm going to be late, I'm going to be late... Ah! Good morning, Mr. Nakaya!"

"……Good morning."

I was full of energy early in the morning, this little devil seems to have a good rest.

Zhongyuan also looked up and down at Quan.

The clothes the other party wore were new clothes that had not been worn by the Central Plains. He was taller than Quan, and he was stronger than his body, so Quan wore his clothes, which was a little bigger.

It's nothing if the clothes are big, but the problem is... the shirt on this guy's body is wet with his hair, and it is hazy when he is stuck to his skin. Even the red marks like birthmarks on his chest are faintly visible, ambiguous and lustful,

It makes people's cheeks hot.

Zhongyuan also looked away in a little embarrassed manner, and then rubbed the temples that were jumping straight, and said with a headache: "Didn't the doctor tell you not to touch water in the wound? I won't say anything about taking a shower, why don't you wipe your hair dry? And

,What are you doing in a hurry?"

Quan answered his questions one by one with his fingers: "I saw that the wound was almost healed before I went to take a shower. I didn't have time to wipe my hair. I was so anxious because I was going to go to work, I was almost late!"

"Ah, this." Zhongyuan Nakazu suddenly thought of something, "I called your store manager and said that you had a leg and foot injury and had difficulty moving, so you need to rest at home for a few days."

Quan nodded and was about to ask him how he knew the store manager's phone number, when he saw Zhongyuan Zhong also took out a cell phone from his arms and threw it to him.

He rushed to catch it, and then he remembered that yesterday, Zhongyuan also used his mobile phone to study the "photo synthesis aesthetic". Of course, the real purpose is a matter of opinion.

Quan held his cell phone and saw that Nakabara was not wearing shoes but taking off his shoes. He said in surprise: "Mr. Nakaya just came back? Did he go to work again last night?"

"Yes." Zhongyuan Nakaya took off his hat with one hand and whispered Quan's forehead with the other hand.

Quan was so bouncing back that he couldn't stand steadily. He took two steps before stopping, and was ridiculed by Zhongyuan.

"…Hmph." He bulged his face, like a puffer fish that was angry.

"Your store manager has a week off, and you can rest for the next week."

"One week?" Quan opened his eyes wide after hearing this, "Will my full attendance award be gone this month? No, no, my weekly salary is gone!"

"..." There are only two or three kittens in your cafe, but it even sets up a bonus for full check-in?

"I'll send it to you, okay?" Zhongyuan Zhong also waved his hand weakly, asking Quan not to block the way, muttering, "Why are you so crazy about money..."

Quan Xiao trotted behind him and said unconvincedly: "Isn't this because I owe you so much money..."

Zhongyuan, just poured himself a glass of water, and before the wall of the cup touched his lips, he heard Quan's muttering.

He said, "Yes, think about it carefully, am I your creditor?"

Quan didn't understand why he suddenly mentioned this. Isn't this an obvious thing?

"So why do you use the money you earned from working for others to pay off your debts? Isn't it enough to just work for me?"

“…”

“?!”

A word awakens the dreamer!

Quan clenched his fist with his right hand and hit the palm of his left hand with a burning look at him: "You make sense!"

Since that's the case, the worker Quan was very aware and took the initiative to ask his "boss": "Then do you need me to do something now?"

In fact, Zhongyuan Zhong doesn’t need his help at all, but if this guy can feel a little more at ease, he will naturally not fail to cooperate.

Thinking of this, Zhongyuan, who had been busy all night, also "huh" and asked casually: "There are ingredients in the refrigerator, can you cook?"

The debt worker Quan lowered his head in shame, stuttered for a while, and said, "No..."

Zhongyuanzhong also glanced at his white and tender hands, but in fact he almost guessed it in his heart.

Thinking that neither of them had eaten, he simply called and ordered takeaway.

The worker who had no help lowered his head in a depressed mood.

Zhongyuan Zhong also waved his hand to let him come over to sit on the sofa.

Quan obediently did it, and then he pinched his face and was asked again: "Since you work in a coffee shop, can you make coffee?"

Quan touched the pinched place and said, "The manager taught me that I cooked well... But have you been busy all night? Are you not going to bed when you drink coffee?"

“…” Right.

"Wait for me to think about it..." Zhongyuan Zhong also breathed a sigh of relief, leaned his head on the back of the sofa, saying that he wanted to think about it, but his brain was messy now, like a ball of slurry.

He closed his eyes and rubbed his beating temples again, his brows unstretched, and he looked uncomfortable.

Yes, I stayed up all night—the most important thing is to read a report that was almost a foot thick in the second half of the night—of course I felt in a bad mood.

At this time, a pair of hands with a little chilling touch on his head, touching him, as if he was looking for something.

"...why?" Zhongyuan Zhong also opened his eyes and saw the spring that was so close to him.

The latter smiled at him and explained while looking for acupoints, "I was surprised to be very good at massage. I have done this for my grandfather before, and he said it was quite comfortable. Why don't you give it a try?"

"...Is that true?" Nakabata Nakaya was skeptical about this and thought, could it be the old man who casually made his granddaughter happy?

However, after Quan Zhen got into this, his idea changed immediately.

Quan's massage skills are indeed very good, with professional techniques and moderate strength. After pressing for a while, Nakaya's brows stretched out.

But at this time, the spring suddenly stopped.

It's so comfortable, why did it stop?

Zhongyuan Zhong opened his eyes open and looked at him in confusion, and soon understood.

"This position is not very convenient." Quan sat beside him and had to massage him, so he had to keep leaning on his side.

"Ah, if that's the case..." Nakazuka was about to say, then let's forget it.

Unexpectedly, this guy didn't play according to common sense and turned over and stepped on his leg, which was so shocked that Zhongyuan Zhong almost lifted him down.

"What are you doing?!"

Izumi said with confidence: "It will make me use my strength!"

Zhongyuan: "..."

He had a headache even more.

"Anyway...you go down first!" Zhongyuan Zhong also covered his forehead with terrible worries.

"But……"

"If you talk more, you will be deducted your salary!"

Quan sat back next to him without saying a word, moving quickly without any drag.

"..." Suddenly, he mastered the trick to grasp the little bastard, but what happened?

"Otherwise, you'll lie down." Izumi changed his suggestion and patted his legs. "This is the most convenient for me."

"..."Wait, knee, knee pillow?!

Quan looked at Nakaya, who was blushing, and seemed to realize why he reacted so much. He covered his mouth: "Oh, are you shy?"

"Who said that?!" Zhongyuan Naka also glared at him fiercely and lay down as he said without wishing to be outdone.

In this position, as long as you open your eyes, you will inevitably look at Fuzumi, so he simply closed his eyes.

In this way, he did not forget to say harsh words to the big and young workers: "Please have a good massage, otherwise your salary will be deducted!"

Quan held back his laughter so that the man would not be really angry and embarrassed. He should be obedient.

Soon, under the massage of the spring, the Central Plains, where the spirit was gradually relaxed, slowly fell asleep.

Seeing that it was almost done, Quan stopped, moved his slightly sour fingers, and looked at Nakaya's sleeping face inexplicably.

To be honest, he could naturally massage after standing behind the sofa, but...

Isn’t this a good opportunity to enhance feelings, how could he let it go?

At this time, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Zhongyuan also frowned and was about to wake up.

Quan covered his eyes with one hand, patted his chest gently with the other, and said softly: "You should have been sleeping, takeaway should be here, I'll open the door."

After comforting, he uncovered the hand covering Zhongyuan Zhong's eyes. He found that his brows were stretched out, so he took the sofa pillow, put it under his head, and got out to the entrance.

Learning from the lesson of being invaded by a murderer last time, Quan first confirmed through Maoyan that the deliveryman standing outside was wearing a clean uniform, and then opened the door.

The deliveryman saw that the person who opened the door was a long-haired "girl". He was stunned for a moment and confirmed to him: "It's... Mr. Zhongyuan ordered the takeaway?"

Quan nodded and said, "He's resting in it, give it to me."

"Okay." Since you've confirmed that, the deliveryman is ready to open the insulated delivery box to pick up the meal.

At this moment, Quan accidentally smelled a strange smell of spice.

He suddenly realized something was wrong and subconsciously opened his Sharingan.

However, the other party seemed to be on guard against this. He closed his eyes and lowered his head, and did not look at Quan's eyes at all. With lightning speed, he quickly pulled out a short knife from the delivery box and sent it into Quan in the blink of an eye.

chest.

The moment the blade pierced the chest, a white light exploded in front of Quan's eyes.

The colorful memory fragments formed a colorful kaleidoscope, constantly rotating in front of his eyes. It was like a "splash" flipping album, which made him disappear from his eyes without having time to capture it.

Quan seemed to hear someone calling him, but the sound was far away from him, making him unable to hear it clearly.

The chaotic memory fragments finally freeze on the scene where the long sword suddenly came from behind. The pain of the chest being pierced by a sharp weapon gradually overlapped with everything that happened in front of him.

Strong anger and unwillingness surged into his brain, and a burning pain suddenly rose in his eyes, followed by two heat flowing down from his eyes.

"spring!!!"

He was shocked all over, and his neck stiffly looked in the direction of the sound - Zhongyuan was also looking at him with shock.

Quan's eyesight became clearer than before, so he could see his scarlet eyes in Zhongyuan's eyes at a glance, and... what he saw in the photo yesterday was two of his tall skeleton arms.

Quan opened his mouth, but found that he could not make any sound.

Then his eyes went dark and he fainted.