My Corpse is Bohemian

In an elegantly decorated vegetarian restaurant, An Bu and Shen Muran sat opposite each other, ordered a few vegetarian dishes each, and chatted in a harmonious atmosphere.

"Mr. An, I appreciate your ability very much. I wonder if you would like to work in my company?" Shen Muran really liked her talent and hoped to recruit her under his banner.

"Mr. Shen has raised his love. I am very satisfied with the current state of life, and I have no intention of changing for the time being." Anbu replied professionally. If Jian Ningxuan was present, she would definitely find that her current appearance was completely different from the leisure time at home.

"That's such a pity." Shen Muran refilled her a cup of tea, "If Teacher An changes her mind, I welcome you to my company at any time."

"Okay, thank you." An Bu picked up the teacup and observed the dead energy on his body without a trace. Although it is not strong, as long as it appears, it means that something will definitely happen within three days.

Shen Muran noticed her gaze, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Putting down the teacup, An Bu asked, "Is Mr. Shen planning to go abroad recently?"

Shen Muran was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect her to ask such a question, and replied, "Yes, I'm going to fly to country F tomorrow. Is there anything you want? I'll bring you a gift."

"No need." An Bu was thinking about the way he died, and he was still in the mood to bring gifts! Even if it was determined that his catastrophe was due to this trip, she seemed to have no excuse for him to change his itinerary. If you guess wrong, it will be even more embarrassing.

An Bu fell into deep thought, and Shen Muran didn't bother, just looked at her with a smile, as if he was appreciating a piece of fine art.

At this moment, the sound of high heels stepping on the ground came from far to near, and then came a sharp female voice full of anger: "An Bu! I didn't expect it was really you!"

An Bu looked up and saw a familiar face.

"Siqi, why are you here?" Shen Muran frowned imperceptibly.

"Is it because of her?" Ji Siqi pointed at An Bu and asked, "That's why you neglected me recently?"

"What are you talking about?" Shen Muran restrained her expression and warned her that it was enough to stop.

Ji Siqi took it as a default, and became even more angry, took off the sunglasses on her face, and yelled at Anbu: "You shameless little three, you have a man and you want to rob someone else, do you still have any shame? Heart!"

The voice was shrill and unobstructed, as if deliberately trying to humiliate Anbu and attract the attention of all the other guests in the hall.

Shen Muran stood up abruptly, glared at Ji Siqi angrily, and pointed at the door: "Go away!"

"You let me go? For such a shameless little mistress, you let me go?" Ji Siqi grabbed the teacup on the table, and was about to throw it on An Bu's face. He clasped his hand, and then met a pair of cold eyes.

"Who did you just say is the junior?" An Bu's tone was calm like a pool of stagnant water.

"It's you!" Ji Siqi scolded, "Why, did I say something wrong? Seduce someone else's man with his back behind his back... uh!"

Before he could finish speaking, An Bu grabbed a handful of peas and slapped her into his mouth, making her look dazed, not even noticing the sporadic beans falling out of the corners of her mouth.

"God gave you a **** mouth, but you use it to fart. It's a waste of time." An Bu picked up a green pepper from another plate, "Fortunately, the mouth has another function, which is to eat, if If you can't speak, then use its other function well." To compare the skin with a corpse, it is almost impossible to live or die.

Just as Ji Siqi opened her mouth, a large green pepper was stuffed in again, causing her to choke so much that she almost gasped, clutching her chest and spitting out. At this time, her mouth was full of greasy, her complexion was flushed, her lipstick was spent, and she was as embarrassed as she wanted.

But An Bu didn't care about the oil stains on her hands, and slowly stretched her claws to another dish. She didn't plan to eat it anyway, so she just used it as waste.

Shen Muran, who was next to him, was stunned. It was the first time he saw such a distinctive character. Obviously not beautiful, but with the expression of contempt for all living beings and the action of lifting weights, it just shows the aura of the dominant party. In front of her, Ji Siqi was like a humble little girl.

After rectifying the person, An Bu released his hand, took out a few tissues, wiped his fingers lightly, and then said to Shen Muran quietly: "Take care of your woman, don't let it out and bite people."

After she finished speaking, she picked up her bag and walked out of the restaurant like a queen under the astonishing eyes of everyone.

In the afternoon, An Bu was too lazy to go to the reception work in the mall, and drove back to his residence.

Walking out of the elevator, turning around the corridor, and approaching the door, the door of the apartment next door was suddenly opened, and a familiar figure walked out, just in time to meet An Bu.

Anbu: "…"

Jian Ningxuan: "…"

"Mr. Jian, how are you..." An Bu glanced back and forth between the apartment next door and the man, and asked strangely, "Are you visiting your neighbor's house?"

Although he asked this question, An Bu didn't think so. Because at this time, Jian Ningxuan was covered in sweat, her skin was red, her breathing was short of breath, and she looked like she had just been abused by the torrential rain. Who could "string" herself like this by visiting a neighbor's house?

"You... why did you come back so early?" Jian Ningxuan's face was unnatural for a moment, she took a step forward and prepared to close the door with her backhand.

An Bu stretched out his hand, held the door frame, then put his head under Jian Ningxuan's raised arm, and saw the whole picture of the apartment.

"Huh? Why is it a gym?" An Bu looked surprised.

Every room in the apartment was opened up, and various fitness equipment was placed. There was also a large piece of cushion in the middle of the hall, which looked like it was used to practice fighting.

An Bu retracted his head and looked at Jian Ningxuan with a piercing expression, waiting for him to explain.

Jian Ning pursed her lips and replied, "I bought this apartment."

"so?"

"I turned it into a gym."

Who would turn a residential apartment into a gym? ! With this spare time, wouldn't it be much easier to get half a fitness card?

"Why?" An Bu asked again.

Jian Ningxuan looked at her deeply: "You said I was fat."

Anbu: "…"

Jian Ningxuan: "I want to lose weight, but I don't want to be too far from home (you)."

So you bought the next door and secretly transformed it into a gym as your own secret base? How did you get the original owner of the apartment next door? (Jian Ningxuan: money,)

An Bu: "..." He suddenly had blood on his face.

Jian Ningxuan avoided An Bu's shining eyes, closed the apartment door, and dragged her into the next door.

After taking off her shoes, the first thing Jian Ningxuan did was stand on the electronic scale, and then motioned for Anbu to come over to take a look.

76.7, lost 1.8 kg in a week, and the results are remarkable. Originally, he wanted to wait until she lost a dozen pounds before letting her "suddenly" discover that there was a bodybuilder beside her...

An Bu raised his thumb: "Like!"

Jian Ningxuan got down from the electronic scale, turned his head sideways, and raised the corner of his mouth. When he turned around again, he returned to his usual sternness.

"Bring it here." An Bu suddenly stretched out his hand to him.

"What?" Jian Ningxuan was puzzled.

"Key to the gym next door."

Jian Ningxuan silently took out a backup key and put it in her palm.

"Let's work out together in the future~"

"Ok."

"However," An Bu said with some worry, "won't it affect the downstairs and the neighbors on the left and right?"

"It's okay, I bought all the silent fitness equipment and used soundproof wall tiles. Unless the dumbbells fall on the ground, there will be absolutely no sound from the next door." Jian Ningxuan replied affirmatively. In order to arrange these, he spent more than seven million yuan, which is more expensive than the house he originally bought.

"That's good." An Bu looked at Jian Ningxuan, who was full of moisture, and urged, "Go and take a shower, you're soaked in sweat, it's uncomfortable to watch."

Jian Ningxuan nodded and walked towards the bathroom with bare feet, leaving a transparent footprint of water wherever she passed.

An Bu took the mop and mopped it vigorously, cleaning up the cat owner's footprints.

Now that he has started exercising, there is no need to deliberately control his diet! Starting today, restart colorful nutrition recipes!

The floor was quickly mopped up by An Bu, and the mood became brighter. Sure enough, she is still the most caring cat owner, much better than those coquettish **** outside.

I didn't eat that meal just now, Anbu cooked a hearty lunch for Jian Ningxuan, who was working hard to lose weight.

When he came out of the bath, he was greeted by a table of colorful and delicious dishes...

Jian Ningxuan will soon find out that every time he loses a few pounds, he will be brought back by someone in a few days.

"So, what's the use of fitness?"

"You can turn fat into tendon meat."

Jian Ningxuan couldn't refute this answer. Ever since, he has allowed himself to cycle endlessly in the torment of fitness and the enjoyment of delicious food...

In the evening, An Bu thought about Shen Muran again. He was going to go abroad tomorrow. If he ignored it, he would be dead.

After thinking for a moment, An Bu suddenly got up from the bed and ran into Jian Ningxuan's room.

Jian Ningxuan, who had just taken off her underwear, said, "..."

An Bu turned a blind eye to the "beauty" in front of him, and quickly came to him and asked, "Mr. Jane, are you proficient in hacking technology?"

Is hacking more attractive than his size? Jian Ningxuan refused to accept it ten thousand times, but replied truthfully, "Yeah."

"Great, can you do me a favor?" An Bu looked at him expectantly.

Jian Ningxuan glanced at her leisurely: I need to ask more.

Come on, what are you busy with? As long as he can do it, even if he can't, he will create the conditions to make it happen.

So this busy, he helped.