I Don’t Want To Be Popular Chapter 331: Send clothes

After the barbecue, there was thunder outside.

Zhong Qing looked at her phone and said, "The weather forecast says there will be thunderstorms, and the northeasterly wind will be level 5 to 6."

Chen Chuan looked at the busy traffic outside, and felt that it was still lively here. Compared with this place, his hometown was still too Buddhist.

At 11:40 in the night, thunder boomed over the magic capital.

The two walked outside the store and took a taxi.

Sit in the back row, lower the window a little, and the cold air from the wind and rain blows in.

Zhong Qing looked at her phone and whispered, "Hey, I just saw the message my aunt left me, and she left in the evening."

"Where did you go?"

"She is a tour guide, and she led a group out of the country. It will take a few days before she returns." She said.

"Then do you have the keys to the house?"

"Yes." Zhong Qing checked the old white bag, found the key, and patted it.

I don't know if it was because the prince named Wang Zishang forced him to drink a glass of wine, Zhong Qing's cheeks were always red. She herself laughed and said, "I can't drink enough, I feel a little dizzy, can I lean on your shoulder?"

"Well." Chen Chuan felt her leaning over, her long hair scattered in front of him, with a faint smell of shampoo.

The taxi stopped and went. Looking at the flashing neon lights outside, Chen Chuan also felt a little dizzy. He drank some wine in MOKK at night, but it was useless to solve it. , a slightly drunk feeling pervades my heart.

At this time, the wind from the Huangpu River was blowing, and Chen Chuan thought of the two old people of the magic capital, President Teng and Song Suzhi.

One is the guild leader in the game. They got to know each other because they were trapped in a car while traveling in the mountains.

The other one was when I bought a McLaren P1, I met him, and I took her to Bungee twice, because I was in a good mood and gave her a Tesla. That is a little girl who likes to wear sunglasses and hold a fan when she dances. If she is slapped by President Teng, who is guarding outside, she should like dancing.

Because of this, Chen Chuan and President Teng had a fight in the game, and they had a lively fight for more than half a month.

And in reality, there is no contact again.

"What are you thinking?" Zhong Qing asked.

"Two friends."

"Is it complicated?" Zhong Qing asked again.

Chen Chuan smiled, it's not complicated, but that's just for him. As for those two, he didn't know if it was complicated or not. During this time, he had also received a long message from Song Suzhi. In general, he just asked him, when will he come back to Shanghai?

When the taxi arrived at Xiuyan Road, where Aunt Zhong Qing lived, it was almost midnight.

The winter thunder shook in the night sky, and the rain had already fallen, hitting the roof of the car, making a crackling sound.

The two got out of the car and ran into the community with their heads lowered, but because Zhong Qing was wearing high heels, the speed was not fast, and her body was soaked through.

When I ran downstairs to the unit, it was pouring rain.

Standing downstairs to avoid the rain, Chen Chuan recalled the situation when Qin Xiang took shelter at the bottom of Tianyue No. 1 building before he went abroad.

"Why did I follow you... I shouldn't have to get out of the car..." Chen Chuan suddenly realized this and said.

Zhong Qing smiled: "Yes, why did you follow me downstairs?"

"Then go upstairs, and I'll take a taxi." Chen Chuan said, and bent down to go out.

"Hey..." Zhong Qing gently pulled his sleeves and said, "The rain is so heavy now, don't catch a cold, or come up and wait a while, until the rain is lighter."

"Is it convenient?" Chen Chuan asked.

Zhong Qing nodded.

The building is the kind of husband's room without an elevator.

On the fifth floor.

Chen Chuan followed her upstairs and watched her take out the key and open the door. This building looks old, but the decoration in the house is indeed very delicate and petty, and even a little luxurious.

"Classic, simple and beautiful style, your aunt is so stylish." Chen Chuan said, looking at the small room.

"A young woman in literature and art, she's thirty-five, and she's not married yet." Zhong Qing said.

Chen Chuan smiled, even more fierce than President Teng, these petty-bourgeois women in the Shanghai stock market are really incomprehensible.

"There is pour-over coffee, instant coffee, and tea. How about making some **** syrup?" Zhong Qing took off her high-heeled shoes, put on slippers, and took out a pair of disposable slippers, bent over and placed them at Chen Chuan's feet.

After Chen Chuan put it on, he said, "Plain water will do. If you are afraid of catching a cold, burn some **** water yourself."

"I'm fine, I'm in good health, I can't catch a cold once in a few years." Zhong Qing said.

Because there is no heating in the Shanghai market and it is cold in winter, Zhong Qing turned on the air conditioner and said, "I'll rush, you can sit by yourself."

Then, the sound of water splashing came from the bathroom.

Chen Chuan felt that this was not quite right. Did he care too much? What is this girl doing...

He was sitting on the sofa, listening to the sound of the bath, hesitating whether to leave or not?

The person taking the shower didn't take long before it was over. When she came out, she said, "Oh, there's no bathrobe you're wearing."

Chen Chuan stood up and looked at Zhong Qing who was putting on a white bathrobe and brushing her hair. She had completely removed her makeup, but she looked beautiful, with tender and fair skin, long wavy hair, long eyelashes and big eyes. Cherry has a small mouth and a pointed chin, looking fresh and natural, full of youthful 21-year-old breath. She is tall and slender, her bare feet are 173 cm long, and a pair of slender and white legs are looming under the bathrobe.

Chen Chuan said: "I don't wash, I don't need to change clothes."

"It's so sticky and uncomfortable to be soaked in the rain and not washed off," she said.

"It's okay, I'll be leaving in a while."

"Oh." She wiped her hair, went to pour out the boiled white water, and poured two glasses.

The two of them were sitting on the sofa drinking water, holding water glasses.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

"Can you sing? Sing a song?" Chen Chuan casually chatted up.

Zhong Qing's face suddenly turned red, and she opened her mouth and said, "Sing, sing? What kind of singing? I've never sang before."

"Never sang?" Chen Chuan felt strange, there were people who hadn't even sung.

"You mean to sing normally?" Zhong Qing said suddenly.

"Well...what else..."

Chen Chuan sat next to her, glanced at her casually, and saw under the bathrobe that was bent while sitting.

Chen Chuan lowered his head and took a sip of water.

"Well, it's boring anyway, why don't you play the King's Glory?" Zhong Qing suddenly suggested.

"Okay, I, Zhao Yun, are very good as a jungler. I can play the jungler for two hours." Chen Chuan said.

"Ah~IndoMTL.com~ Then you have to take me with you. I just heard people say that I haven't played a game yet, and I don't even have a number." Zhong Qing said.

"Such a newbie? Okay, let me be patient and teach you step by step. You can choose a mid lane output or a bot lane support according to your own situation." Chen Chuan said.

Amid the thunder of winter outside, the two of them, one teaching and the other learning, stumbled and played the game.

After all, Chen Chuan is an old Zhao Yun. A silver spear flies up and down, and the voice of the supernatural can be heard endlessly.

Taking advantage of another supernatural gap, Chen Chuan called Lu Feilu and asked her to bring a new set of clothes from her luggage in the hotel, and told her the address here.

Lu Feilu happily agreed.

She and Xun Xue Xiaoying slept in a hotel suite.

The two asked: "What's the matter, where are you going at two in the middle of the night?"

"Send clothes to Dong Chen."

"Huh? Where is he?" The two were puzzled.

"It's supposed to be playing games outside, I've heard the movements of the super god." Lu Feilu envied.

"Let's go together, it's so late."

"It's okay, I can hit 20 each, so what are you afraid of?" Lu Feilu carried her bag and went to Chen Chuan's room to get a set of clothes and a Philippine rattan with a diameter of two centimeters and a length of 60 centimeters. stick.

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