Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

After a tiring day, Jingzhi finished grading the homework and went to bed with Doudou.

The light on her side turned off, but the light on the opposite side turned on.

Zhu Jiu opened the wardrobe and kept searching for something.

After looking for a long time, he saw that they were all old-style training uniforms, in gray, brown, and black, all mature and steady colors. No wonder she always used honorifics to address him.

In the past, he focused on practicing Taoism and strengthening his body, and basically wore whatever was loose and comfortable.

Now he doesn't like anything.

Zhu Jiu's heart started beating wildly when he thought that she would come over for breakfast tomorrow morning.

Zhu Jiu took out his phone, pursed his lips, opened the browser, and typed seriously:

How to dress when pursuing a woman you like

Zhu Jiu looked at the netizens' answers for a long time, and his thick eyebrows were almost twisted together.

What kind of monsters are going around online these days?

Netizen 1: Wear her favorite skirt and leave her with nowhere to go!

Netizen 2: Wear the Tiga suit. After all, who doesn’t believe in light?

Netizen 3: Anyone who can ask this question must be a virgin who has never even touched a woman, haha ​​...

Zhu Jiu closed his eyes. The long string of "ha"s really hurt his eyes.

So what if it’s a young chicken? Did the young chicken eat your rice?

Young boys also have the right to pursue women!

Fortunately, there are still reliable people on the Internet.

Netizen n: If you carefully observe her usual dressing style, you can tell what kind of person she is, and then you can choose clothes based on her personality.

Ps: But there is a disadvantage of doing this. You will lose your own personal characteristics by catering to her. If the other person likes you too, you should just stay the same. Remember not to pick up sesame seeds and lose watermelons.

Jingzhi likes him?

It would be great if it were true.

Zhu Jiu blushed after reading this comment. He put out his phone and silently recalled Jingzhi's usual outfits in his mind.

At work, she always wears a shirt and trousers, and even wears glasses. She is very formal and not of much reference value.

When at home, she wears cute slippers for kittens and puppies, a light grey satin suspender nightgown that she has seen twice before, and a small floral dress that she wears to the movies. This... is totally different style.

She has it all: cute, sexy, and fresh. So...how should he dress?

……

“Ding-ling-ling!!”

The alarm clock rang urgently.

A white hand stretched out from the quilt and covered Doudou's ears first.

Jingzhi raised her upper body, turned off the alarm clock with her left hand and sat up.

"Sister Jingzhi..." Doudou murmured sleepily.

It was a little chilly in the morning, so she tucked in the quilt for Doudou and said, "Sleep a little longer. It's only seven o'clock. Go have breakfast next door. Your uncle will leave some for you."

"Hmm...zzzzzz..."

Seeing that she fell asleep again, Jingzhi got out of bed quietly, changed her clothes, and washed up. Then she took her bag and returned to Villa No. 1.

At this time, Axiang and Zhu Ba stared at Zhu Jiu in front of them with wide eyes, as if they had seen something incredible.

"Second Uncle...you..."

Compared to Axiang's hesitation, Zhu Ba was much more direct.

"Brother...are you possessed by a ghost? If so, just blink!"

Zhu Jiu originally wanted to slap her, but when he saw the lady in the shirt walk in, he secretly straightened his already straight back.

"Good morning, Uncle!"

"Good morning, Uncle San, good morning, Ah Xiang!"

Jingzhi put the things on the sofa in the living room, said hello and walked over.

Zhu Jiu lowered his voice modestly, "Good morning."

As usual, Jingzhi sat opposite him, and as soon as she sat down, her eyes focused on Zhu Jiu.

When Jingzhi saw his change, he paused for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Uncle, you're dressed quite formally today. Are you going out today?"

He was wearing a black Mao suit that was ironed straight, his hair was moussed and combed neatly back, and he had an emerald green ring on his bony thumb.

Coupled with his serious expression, he looked like a National People's Congress representative who was about to attend the National People's Congress.

Meeting her smiling eyes, Zhu Jiu's ears suddenly turned red.

"……nothing."

He couldn't come up with any lies, and he was too embarrassed to ask her directly if it looked good. He could only glance at Jingzhi's reaction from the corner of his eyes while eating.

Her expression didn't change much, she just kept smiling faintly.

Zhu Jiu couldn't figure out what she was thinking, so he could only shut up and drink soy milk.

Alas, he still needs to learn the lesson of pursuing people.

"Second brother, aren't you hot?" Zhu Ba couldn't help but ask while taking a bite of the fried dough stick.

As soon as he asked, Zhu Jiu stepped hard on his slippers with his shiny leather shoes.

Why does he always talk so much? Zhu Jiu glared at him secretly. Just as he was about to glance at Jingzhi, he saw her stand up, put a steamed bun in her mouth and walked quickly towards the door.

"I'm leaving now! It's Monday, and I'm afraid of traffic. You guys take your time eating."

The first step to pursuing a girl is to be concerned about what she is concerned about.

Zhu Jiu stood up, took the car keys that had been prepared at the entrance, and followed him out.

"I...I want to go out too. We're going the same way, so I'll give you a ride."

"Chirp."

The lights of a commercial vehicle that had been parked at the door for some time suddenly lit up.

Jingzhi took the steamed bun from his mouth hesitantly, chewing it while asking: "Uncle, can you drive?"

Zhu Jiu opened the passenger door for her and stood by the door without saying a word, waiting for her to get in the car.

What's wrong with him?

Why is it so strange so early in the morning?

But it was almost eight o'clock, and today was the first day of work, so she didn't want to be late.

Jingzhi got into the car and couldn't help but move her butt.

Unexpectedly, although it looks inconspicuous from the outside, the interior is luxurious in a low-key manner. As soon as she sat on the ergonomically designed chair, she breathed a sigh of relief in comfort.

Cool!

I wonder if my second uncle would be willing to lend her the car?

"Boom."

Zhu Jiu got into the driver's seat and fastened his seat belt.

He remained silent while the vehicle was moving.

There was a hint of awkwardness in the weird atmosphere.

Jingzhi couldn't help but ask: "Isn't there a technician coming to install the surveillance cameras this morning? It's almost half past eight."

The tense Zhu Jiu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After being together for a long time, I really didn't know how to bring up a topic, so it was great that she spoke first.

"I've talked to my third brother, and he'll take care of it later."

"Oh."

As the car drove out of the villa area, Jingzhi's eyes couldn't help but move from the scenery outside the window to his hands holding the steering wheel.

As his hand was slightly raised, the veins on the back of his hand began to stand out. Unfortunately, his skin was relatively fair in this life, and coupled with his slender fingers, the picture inexplicably revealed a sense of eroticism.

Jingzhi couldn't take his eyes off it.

Fortunately, she couldn't look away, because Zhu Jiu's face was completely red due to her burning gaze.

Zhu Jiu secretly felt lucky that his car windows were covered with heat-proof and anti-peeping films, so the light was dim, otherwise he would have been embarrassed.

Before she could finish celebrating, Jingzhi suddenly raised her eyes and looked at the rearview mirror. "Uncle, are you okay? Why is your face so red?"

"..."

Oh, I forgot about the rearview mirror.

Zhu Jiu pretended to be calm and said, "It's okay, it's a bit stuffy in the car."

Jingzhi looked at her watch and said, "It's only half past eight, there's still time. Why don't you pull over to the side of the road and take off your coat?"

Take off, take off your coat? ?

"You, you want to...? No... I mean... this isn't nice."

"!?"

It's just taking off a coat, what's wrong with that?

"It's okay. Don't make yourself sick." She tapped the smartwatch on her wrist. "Look, it says it's 32 degrees Celsius. Don't get a heat stroke."

Zhu Jiu stepped on the brake lightly and finally stopped under the overpass.

The inside of the car seemed even darker because of the shadows outside.

With a light click, Zhu Jiu sat forward slightly and began to unbutton his clothes.

Jingzhi looked out the window avoidantly, but his eyes did not fall on the pedestrians outside. Instead, he silently focused on his reflection in the glass.

There was a rustling sound, and Zhu Jiu came closer holding her coat. The scent of sandalwood became stronger. Looking at his cool face that gradually became bigger in the window, her heartbeat began to rise slowly.

She unconsciously leaned towards the car door, her face almost touching the glass.

Zhu Jiu's eyes darkened. He threw his clothes through the gap in the middle seat onto the seat at the back and sat back down.

Phew! She was so scared.

She wondered what he was going to do.

The number on the meter just stopped at 89 and then began to slowly decrease.

The scenery outside the window began to move, and Jingzhi turned his head to face the front.

When I saw his slim white shirt, my watch suddenly made a "tick" sound, ringing abruptly in the quiet carriage.

He couldn't hide the joy on his face.

And she, with a panicked look on her face, pressed her hands and arms behind her back, "Well, well, it's okay, you started suddenly and scared me."

"Ah."

Zhu Jiu echoed in a good mood.

Are you really shocked?

If you are frightened, your face should turn pale instead of red, right?

It seemed that he understood a little bit of what she liked.

She likes him in shirts.