I thought that the private detective whom we had taken advantage of would be more courageous and should at least argue and resist. However, when he saw that the situation was not going well, he actually turned around and ran away, leaving me and the old man in the same place still unfinished.

The old man jumped up from the ground like a carp and asked me to pat the dust on his back.

"Did the whole process just be recorded?" The old man asked me, "Was his face recorded clearly?"

I showed the old man the video playback on my phone and said, "It's quite clear. It's clear enough to be used as court evidence."

The old man nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, with this video, even if the other party gets some information about you, it can be used to exchange it with them... If they don't agree to the exchange, you can ask me to be a witness. Anyway, I have it on you."

There are many problems such as cold legs, gastritis, arthritis, etc. It can be said that they were knocked out by then!"

I very much agree that this video has value, but it is not for extortion, but I think the old man’s magic skill of falling to the ground has reached a high level of fashion. It will be interesting if I can play it anytime. Of course, I can’t imitate it.

It's really embarrassing to say "Oh---ya" in the same way as in Peking Opera.

After chasing away the private detective with a combat power of only 5, I happily learned Yin Yang Sanshou from the old man for a while, but the old man soon felt that I had cold symptoms and was not suitable for practicing for too long, and asked me to go back to recover as soon as possible.

"Eh? I...I'm fine?" This is really not trying to be brave. I don't need to worry about a cold of this degree. Drinking some hot water will make it better.

The old man curled his lips and said, "Do you think I'm worried about you? I'm worried about myself! Who knows if you have bird flu? Come home quickly. Can you bear the responsibility if you infect me?

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I had no choice but to bid farewell to the ruthless old man and go home to drink hot water.

Saturday soon came, the day Xiaoqin and I agreed to visit the film and television city.

As I expected, I didn't take any medicine, I just slightly reduced my daily exercise, covered myself in a quilt and sweated, and my cold was completely cured.

I'm very happy with my Spartan physique.

My dad finally stayed up all night last night, but he wasn't up yet when I got up. I saw that there was some dry-fried sausage that my dad brought back from the tavern in the refrigerator, so I heated it up in the microwave and ate it myself.

Before going out, I pressed a note under the tea box on the dining table, which read:

Dad, I went out to play with my classmates today. If you don’t run the online store, we will have nothing to eat.

In fact, it's not that serious. My dad and I usually don't have big expenses, so we can eat for a while even if we just sit and eat, but we have to put some external pressure on dad, right?

The way to go to the film and television city with Xiaoqin is still to take the subway.

Unlike Beijing, where the subway lines are as complex as a matrix, Dongshan City has only one subway line, which is the one in the city center across Xicheng District and directly to the Film and Television City. It is said that the main reason for building this is to attract foreign investment and promote tourism.

The industry is booming.

Xiaoqin once asked Aunt Ren to drive us to the set (Aunt Ren had to go there herself anyway), but I didn't dare to agree. Sitting in Aunt Ren's Bumblebee sports car, the cold I had just cured might relapse.

At the Dongshan Lake subway station closest to my home, I saw Xiaoqin, who had been waiting for a long time, but whose eyes were shining brightly.

Xiaoqin was still wearing a cute and cartoonish skirt today, and was carrying the Mickey Mouse pattern bag. When she saw me coming, she waved very hard, and the expression on her face was brighter than the rising sun.

Suddenly I felt that Xiaoqin's happiness came so easily. Now it is not so easy for me to feel happy like her: is it because I get too little, or do I want too much?

No, in the final analysis, it’s because Xiao Qin is too stupid, right? Didn’t you know that the ancients said: "Mental patients have broad minds, and brain-dead children have more joy." Xiao Qin has become mentally disabled due to the effects of shoujo comics, so once she discovers the scenes of shoujo comics

If it happens again to yourself, you will feel happy from the bottom of your heart, right?

And what Xiaoqin wants is no less than me! What she wants is me! Owning a person completely is a luxury that I can’t even imagine today when the slave society has collapsed!

Therefore, I must not be lax in my psychological defense against Xiaoqin. I must play the role of Xiaoqin's scumbag boyfriend just like the underground party members before liberation. I must make her hate me and run away from me.

But sitting side by side with Xiaoqin on the subway seat, watching the advertisements flying past the window, I had the illusion that time was passing by.

And although no one said it explicitly, both of us knew that the main purpose of going to the movie theater today was actually to see Amy.

Went to see my half-sister.

Xiaoqin learned about my relationship with Amy through the bug, but at this time she pretended to be completely innocent, and suddenly became kind and wanted to care for the foreign girl who called me "boy".

I understand that a sly smile pretending to be confused is really annoying.

But from another perspective, is a sister who knows how to care about her boyfriend also one of the qualifications for a girlfriend?

No, I can’t think about it anymore! Did Xiaoqin switch to playing the “family card” when the “sex lure card” wasn’t effective? How could it be so easily broken by you? Even if you pretended to care about Amy to please her

I'm useless too!

Anyway, you have impure motives and want to restore slavery and turn me into a slave of your feelings, right?

I was thinking about serious life propositions, when Xiaoqin sneakily reached over and poked the outside of my thigh with her fingertips, which was not far from my butt.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?" I said angrily, "Don't think that you don't have to face legal sanctions if you molest a male classmate!"

My voice was a bit loud, which made the few passengers in the carriage turn their heads to look at us, especially Xiao Qin, who lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Classmate Ye Lin... I don't want to molest you, I just want to hold your hand... But you have both hands clasped in front of your chest and you look very angry... Did I make you angry?"

This is not an angry posture, it's a thinking posture! And why do you have to hold my hand? Look, there are other couples in the carriage, and they don't pull on me like you do!

I didn’t know, but I was shocked. I accidentally glanced at a few couples nearby and found that they were all very young (one couple I seriously suspected were elementary school students), and their movements were more bold than the other.

Holding hands and cheek to cheek is a trivial matter. There is also a male student with unconventional red hair, lying on the carriage seat, using his girlfriend's thigh as a knee pillow!

From this point of view, Xiaoqin only asked to hold my hand, which was quite a restrained request!

I had no choice but to take out a rough and dry hand and let her pull it. She was like a princess who was suddenly favored by the king, or like a hamster who got delicious nuts from her master. She let out a happy and proud cry from her throat.

He hummed, and held me with his soft and smooth hands.

At first, it was palm to palm. I could console myself in my mind by saying: Even enemies in negotiations would shake hands like this, which means nothing. But Xiaoqin soon turned her hand 180° and turned it into the back of the hand.

I pressed her smooth and delicate little hand into my big hand, as if simulating her whole body being embraced by me from behind.

I found that I was a little nervous.

Not because Xiaoqin held my hand, nor because I would see Aunt Ren, whom I had always been afraid of, on the set, but because for Amy, my relationship with her has changed qualitatively compared to before. I see her

My vision and the way I treat her must immediately switch back to the correct track: that of a brother towards his sister. However, considering Pentheus's request, I will not let her know that I am her brother for the time being.

Seeing that I didn't let go of her hand, Xiaoqin leaned her head on my shoulder even more boldly. Her short hair swayed gently with the vibration of the carriage. The rose-flavored shampoo mixed with the girl's body fragrance made me feel...

The illusion of wandering among flowers under the warm sunshine.

Most of the time, Xiaoqin kept her eyes closed with a sweet look on her face, but at every stop, she would open her eyes to see if anyone acquainted with us got on the bus, and peeked to see if I was angry.

"I always feel that classmate Ye Lin seems to be particularly gentle today?"

Xiaoqin was leaning on my shoulder in a daze, looking like she was about to fall asleep. Do I really have any "soothing fragrance" on me? But the fragrance on your body only makes me excited!

"A few days ago, it was obvious that I took classmate Ye Lin's coat and used it as a pillow to sleep on, causing classmate Ye Lin to catch a cold... but I didn't criticize me..."

"Well..." Xiaoqin made such a sound and turned her face at a small angle, which was probably equivalent to turning over in sleep. Her voice became more and more like a sleep talk.

"(*^__^*) Hehe... In order to repay classmate Ye Lin's kindness, I will definitely give you many children in the future..."

That's enough for you! I know you're not good at math, but what kind of weird calculation errors are needed to get the super inequality that "I have to give birth to a child to apologize for giving me a cold"!
Chapter completed!