vrcanaries Chapter 139 Look, my brain is not working anymore
Chapter 139 Look, my brain is not working anymore
When Xu Yanche woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.
He lay in bed, rubbed his aching waist, looked at the ceiling, and sighed.
How come this person is so different from others?
Why do we always fail in counterattacks?
Xu Yanche turned over and planned to continue sleeping.
But as soon as I closed my eyes, I remembered that he seemed to have not packed his luggage yet.
High-speed train at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning.
Xu Yanche’s sleepiness disappeared all of a sudden.
Resigned to his fate, he climbed out of bed.
I put on a blanket and went to the cloakroom to pack my luggage.
Xu Yanche took a large suitcase, opened it and placed it on the ground.
Start putting clothes in it.
I took out the new clothes I bought a few days ago from the closet, folded them neatly, and put them in the suitcase.
After half an hour of cleaning, I finally finished.
Xu Yanche looked at a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the jewelry table.
Reach out and take it down and put it on.
He bought this specifically before.
I think it looks good.
There is no degree of blue light protection.
It will change color when exposed to the sun and the lenses will turn black.
I bought it before but forgot to bring it with me and I don’t know where I threw it.
It was placed here.
Xu Yanche also put his glasses in the suitcase.
When the time comes, wear it and you will appear to be a civilized person.
Make yourself appear cool and not easy to mess with.
Xu Yanche walked around the cloakroom and didn't see He Qing's luggage.
Thinking that He Qing has a meeting this afternoon, he might not have time to clean up.
So he waved his hand and prepared to pack He Qing's luggage.
But I ran into trouble again when it came to packing my luggage.
He Qing was going to inspect the company over there, so he must pack some formal clothes.
But their president seems to be very particular about the clothes he wears.
What if I pack him a suit that he doesn't like?
And look at the rows of suits in front of you.
Xu Yanche thinks those who like to wear suits are really cool.
In his eyes, apart from the different styles and colors, he couldn't really tell any difference, but those people could point out a lot of differences.
Maybe it’s because of the different class education they received since childhood.
Xu Yanche sat on the ground with a quilt wrapped around him, staring at the row of suits in front of him for a long time.
He didn't even hear the sound of He Qing entering the cloakroom when he came back from get off work.
"Yanyan, what are you doing sitting here?"
A voice suddenly sounded above his head, and Xu Yanche was startled.
He looked up at He Qing who was looking down at him.
He frowned slightly: "Are you trying to scare me to death so that you can inherit my estate? Your wishful thinking is wrong. I have no property."
He Qing squatted down and picked up Xu Yanche with the quilt: "Why are you sitting here with the quilt wrapped around you?"
Xu Yanche reached out and touched He Qing's fluffy hair: "Of course you are playing the emperor, Qingqing baby, when you were a child, didn't you pretend to be the emperor at home while you were away from home, covered with a bed sheet or quilt?"
He Qing told the truth: "No." But it didn't sound very smart.
As soon as he finished saying this, he saw Xu Yanche looking at him with pity.
She touched his head lovingly and said to him in a compassionate voice, "How pitiful! Your childhood was so incomplete. You didn't eat this, you didn't do that. Kiss, let me comfort you."
Then he gave He Qing a kiss. (づ￣3￣)づ
He also opened his quilt a little bit and wrapped He Qing in it.
He Qing didn't understand why Xu Yanche said that.
Before he could figure it out, he heard Xu Yanche curiously ask him, "Qingqing baby, why is your hair so fluffy? I saw in novels and on TV that the CEO's hair is waxed every day, and it looks greasy. I wanted to ask you this before."
He Qing carried the person and put him on the sofa in the cloakroom. "Read less stupid novels and watch less TV dramas. Your brain is not working well anymore. Sit here. I'll go pack our luggage."
He Qing looked at Xu Yanche who was not wearing shoes.
Frowning slightly.
Somewhat unhappy.
I've told you so many times to wear shoes, why don't you listen?
He went outside to bring in Xu Yanche's Peppa Pig slippers and put them on Xu Yanche.
Xu Yanche lowered his eyes and looked at He Qing who was half-kneeling on the ground putting on his shoes.
He moved his foot away from He Qing's hand.
He stepped on He Qing's shoulder with evil intention.
"What should I do if I don't want to wear shoes? Anyway, the floor at home is quite clean. Are you saying this on purpose to attract my attention?"
As he spoke, he exerted a little force with his feet, stepped on He Qing's shoulders, and then slowly moved down.
Stepping on He Qing's legs.
He Qing reached out and grabbed Xu Yanche's ankle, with veins bulging slightly on the back of his hand.
The voice was a little hoarse: "Yanyan, be good."
Xu Yanche looked at He Qing like this and fell silent.
[I just stepped on him twice, and he couldn't help it? This is too much of a joke. ]
Xu Yanche was so scared that he immediately freed his ankle from He Qing's hand, put on his shoes, wrapped himself in his quilt, and ran out of the cloakroom quickly.
"Qingqing baby, take your time to pack. I'm going downstairs to look for food. My luggage is already packed, so you don't have to pack for me. I'll bring food up to feed you later."
Xu Yanche ran away quickly.
It was as if there was a wolf chasing him.
He Qing looked at the door with a lost look in his eyes.
His young wife is still the same as before, only responsible for adding fuel to the fire and not putting it out.
But what made him feel strange was.
Looking at Xu Yanche's expression, he must have been looking at his clothes for quite some time.
But I didn’t put any of them in the suitcase, which is strange.
Is it that difficult to choose?
He Qing packed his things and prepared to check Xu Yanche's suitcase to see if Xu Yanche had forgotten anything.
When opening the suitcase, He Qing was silent.
He closed the suitcase and then opened it again.
In the end, the things in the box were still the same.
He Qing: Why are most of these clothes girls'? Why are there wigs too?
He Qing took out the women's clothing and looked at it.
It looks like Xu Yanche's size.
It doesn't look like it was bought for anyone else.
He Qing put the clothes back and planned to ask Xu Yanche in the evening to make sure he had put the wrong clothes.
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Xu Yanche put the quilt back on the bed, took his phone and went downstairs to look for food.
While walking down the stairs, I checked the balance on the card.
After seeing yesterday’s interest arrive in my account, I happily went to the kitchen to see if there was anything delicious to eat.
Uncle Li looked at Xu Yanche coming down and said with a smile, "Young Master, get up. Tell Uncle Li what you want to eat and I'll ask the kitchen to make it for you."
Xu Yanche went into the kitchen and took a look: "No, no, I'll do it myself. I'm going to make some preserved egg and lean meat porridge. Uncle Li, you can have a few bowls."
Uncle Li: Look, the younger master is much cuter than the older master. He even knows how to care about an old man like me.
"One bowl will do, young master."
Xu Yanche took out the preserved eggs and lean meat and prepared to cook: "Okay."
Xu Yanche: Uncle Li is a very energetic old man. I wish He Qing could be more talkative like Uncle Li one day.
Stop being so cold and sullen all day long.