Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

"Is this really okay?"

"Of course, in this world, whoever is crazy is right."

Ah Cheng said: "I think what Brother Xingxing said makes a lot of sense."

Xing Chen: "As long as you are not afraid of losing face, the world is a huge cool story."

Cheng Zhuqing wiped the tears from her face and smiled.

"I'm not afraid of being embarrassed, it's just that my broken body is too easily misled by pheromones."

"Everyone's body is different, but as long as you still have a little strength, you must learn to protect yourself."

"Brother Xingxing, I remember this."

Cheng Zhuqing had just turned twenty years old. His pheromones tasted bitter, and even his appearance had a sense of bitterness. In the so-called omega level, he was obviously of the low level.

He was not popular at home and finished high school timidly. When he was admitted to university, his family did not give him tuition and living expenses, so he earned money to support himself through university.

He has been a resident singer at "Midsummer" for nearly two years.

The first time Xia Xingchen met him was in the back alley of Bar Street. He was sitting there washing wine glasses and plates, humming softly while working in the sewage all over the floor.

Xia Xingchen was moved by the scene and his unique voice. He left his contact information and said that if he was willing, he could train him to be a resident singer in his store and pay him by the hour.

Cheng Zhuqing came over that night.

The difficult circumstances he had grown up in have made him fully understand that opportunities are fleeting and only by seizing them tightly can one change his destiny.

He lived up to Xia Xingchen's expectations. After he officially took the stage, his singing time quickly became a highlight of midsummer, and many young people came to see him.

In the past two years, many other stores have tried to poach him privately, but he declined all of them on the grounds of repaying the kindness of his mentor.

Of course, Xia Xingchen did not treat him unfairly. Although Zhongxia’s store was small, Cheng Zhuqing’s salary was generous and generous.

Cheng Zhuqing has actually earned all the tuition and living expenses he needs for college, but his performance time here is always arranged by the store. If other singers encounter problems at the last minute, he is always willing to come to the rescue.

He and Ah Cheng, who is both a bartender and store manager, are the most stable employees in the store.

Xing Chen patted his shoulder.

"You've been up all night and you're not feeling well. I'm afraid you won't be able to attend class this morning. Please take half a day off to rest."

Because they got off work late at night, it was inconvenient for people like Cheng Zhuqing to go back to the school dormitory too late, so Xia Xingchen rented a small house in the back alley and put a few bunk beds in it, which they used as a temporary dormitory.

There are no alphas on his staff, which is convenient anyway.

After the three of them locked the shop door, Cheng Zhuqing and Acheng said goodbye to Xingchen and walked towards the dormitory. Xingchen went upstairs alone at the stairs.

The shower he took before was in vain. After washing himself clean again, Xing Chen lay down on the bed and stared at the white ceiling in a daze.

He was not sleepy at all now, and Qi Luo's profile kept flashing in his mind.

How can I get close to Qi Luo?

It is difficult to break through Song Zhian head-on.

First of all, Song Zhian’s identity must have been concealed a lot in their bureau, so it must be very difficult to develop a relationship to the point where he can be a guest at home.

Besides, looking at Qi Luo's behavior of just giving something and leaving in the middle of the night, it is estimated that Song Zhian only sees him a few times a year.

If Song Zhian were to take me to meet Qi Luo, I didn't know when that would happen.

If you can't attack head-on, you can only resort to devious means.

Xing Chen's eyes flashed, and he raised the corners of his lips with ill intent.

Xing Chen believed what Song Zhian said that his uncle loved him.

He made a personal trip in the middle of the night to deliver something, most likely because he wanted to see how his eldest nephew was doing.

In this case, if the eldest nephew suddenly fell into a coma and the doctor could not find out what was wrong, should Qi Luo, as his uncle, come and see him in person to feel at ease?

Xing Chen had an idea in his mind. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He started rolling around again while holding the cup.

Ahhhhh!

And Qi Luo is now in the imperial capital. Thinking about it this way, it would be very convenient for him to visit his nephew.

Everything is just right.

Don’t think about it anymore, don’t think about it anymore, just go to bed first, go to bed first.

Master said that his baby’s health is the most important.

You need to get enough sleep and be fully refreshed before you go find your Master.

Xing Chen closed his eyes and muttered to himself to sleep.

He made up his mind and felt at ease, and soon he coaxed himself to sleep.

Xing Chen slept until the evening. When he woke up, he slowly cleaned himself up and ran to the police station.

He knew that Song Zhian was taking a day off today and would not be able to work the day shift until tomorrow.

But he pretended not to know the police station's shift schedule, and deliberately pretended that Song Zhian had to work the night shift, so he bought a lot of food and drinks and sent them to his seat.

After hearing from colleagues that Song Zhian would not be working tonight, she quickly distributed the food and drinks to everyone, leaving only a bag of snacks on Song Zhian's desk, and then came out with a red face.

Xing Chen had calculated that if he spent so much money, Song Zhian would definitely take the initiative to invite him for dinner tomorrow.

The next day, Song Zhian called early in the morning as expected.

"You came to see me yesterday?"

"I thought you were still on night duty."

Song Zhian's voice was filled with laughter: "You didn't even call in advance. You made a wasted trip."

"It's okay, it's a good opportunity to reward everyone."

"I can't let you waste money. I'll treat you to dinner after get off work tonight. Would you mind?"

"Officer Xiao Song has spoken, I dare not say no."

Song Zhian didn't expect that he would agree so readily, and there was some surprise in his voice.

"So is there anything you want to eat? Is there anything you cannot eat?"

"It's okay. It's up to you. I eat everything. I'm not picky."

"Then I'm relieved. I guarantee you'll be satisfied with the store I found."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Xing Chen looked at the phone with a guilty conscience.

"I'm sorry, nephew. For the sake of your uncle and aunt's reunion, I have to let you down for a while. Don't worry, you'll just get some sleep. There's nothing else to lose."

"When you wake up, you already have an aunt. Are you surprised or not?"

Xing Chen held the quilt and imagined Qi Luo's reaction when he saw him, and wanted to jump on the bed excitedly.

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