Chapter 361
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"Manservants are the most annoying!" Ai Mi angrily threw away the towel on her head and stomped on the ground a few times.
"You're clearly fine, but you pretended to be dead to scare me!"
I already said I was fine! You were the one who thought I was going to die!
Ai Mi's face gradually turned as red as an apple and the heat from her body almost caused steam to come out of her soaked dress.
"Also … I lied when I told you to kiss my chest! Don't think you can take advantage of me by deceiving me! "
"I know, I know." I said, "I won't covet your body … but, you weren't lying when you cried because you were worried about me, right?"
Ai Mi held it in for two or three minutes before shouting:
"I didn't cry because I was worried about you! Did you forget I'm afraid of thunder? There was thunder before the tree fell … I cried because I was scared by the thunder! "
I knew Ai Mi wasn't being honest, but I still agreed:
"Okay, okay, since Miss doesn't care about the lives of her subordinates. Even if Peng TouSi and I died, I wouldn't get a single tear from her, right?"
Peng TouSi and I looked at each other and smiled. I subconsciously shivered and felt it wasn't a good sign to have telepathy with a gay guy.
"You guys won't die!" Ai Mi said stubbornly, "I realized your lives are like cockroaches! You'll survive even if there's a nuclear war! At that time, you have to work hard to protect me and don't lose to those zombies! "
Nuclear war? The end of the world? Like the setting of Fist of the North Star?
When Peng TouSi and I set foot on the barren land that has been baptized by nuclear weapons, will there be a narrator who will say a strange opening line?
For example:
"In the year 20XX, the entire world was baptized by nuclear bombs and almost all living things became extinct. But humanity didn't perish because of that! "
"There's a terrifying assassination fist technique that has been around for two thousand years. It's called 'Yin Yang Sanshou'. It uses the sun and moon in the sky as its foundation. If one has underwear on their head when they attack, they can even unleash their full potential!"
"Tragedies keep happening around Yin Yang Sanshou, which only has one successor in each generation."
"Peng TouSi, a powerful man with 70 scars on his body. Since he was invincible in Russia's underground boxing competitions, he was called the 'Boxing King' Peng TouSi!"
"Ye Lin, even though he couldn't even beat Peng TouSi's pinky, he was lucky and knew how to act cute, so he received the teachings of gramps Yin Yang Sanshou and will soon become the true successor of Yin Yang Sanshou."
"What will be the outcome of the battle between the two of them for the position of the successor?"
There's nothing much to it! This kind of commentator should go and die! Why did I automatically imagine Kyle's old translator's voice! Was it because he was particularly fond of doing such things?
The environment after the apocalypse was dangerous. They hadn't even done anything yet, and they were already fighting with their own people? The zombies on the other side were rushing over! Especially the red-eyed zombie named Xiao Qin, who was holding a three-foot-long machete! Peng TouSi, hurry up and sacrifice yourself so Ai Mi and I can escape.
I know you treat Ai Mi like your own daughter. Even if you die, you will shout 'I have no regrets in my life'.
Now I'm the only successor! Ahahahaha!
After making sure I wasn't in danger of dying, Ai Mi went to the bathtub and soaked in hot water for an hour. I could only stay with Peng TouSi and the other bodyguards. We took turns going into the shower that only allowed one person to stand and used the lukewarm water to take a cold shower.
"The RV has limited energy, so I have to use it first!" Ai Mi declared shamelessly, "It's enough for you subordinates to pick up my leftovers!"
Ai Mi, who was wearing white pajamas and drying her hair, complained that she was hungry and told the chef to quickly prepare lunch.
Perhaps it was to wash away the shame of being judged as' average 'by me, the French chef made an extremely rich lunch.
There were creamy mushrooms, roasted white jade snails, foie gras, asparagus soup, eel soup, and other things that looked particularly appetizing.
The French chef told us through 005 that since the kitchen didn't have truffles and caviar, he could only make foie gras among the three most famous dishes in France. He hoped that we wouldn't be picky about it.
How could we be picky! You're sitting on your knees facing the table with a Japanese katana on your knees and your hairy chest exposed. It looks like you're planning on committing suicide if we say it doesn't taste good!
You have this much psychological pressure just eating a meal! I heard your Japanese katana was given to you as a souvenir when you were learning how to handle fugu from a Japanese chef. Don't use someone else's souvenir like that! You're making me the one providing the tools to commit suicide! Or did the Japanese chef also teach you how to commit suicide when he taught you how to handle fugu?
Don't learn useless things! When you became a French chef, didn't you think that you would be able to survive frying and frying? What a cruel path this was!
Although there was a suicidal person sitting next to me and it more or less affected the taste of the food, I could only hurriedly say it was delicious. I was afraid I would accidentally cause the French chef to 'cook' me.
Ai Mi and I were drenched in the rain for a long time. Of course I was fine, but Ai Mi got a bit cold and sneezed a few times while eating.
Under Peng TouSi's persuasion, Ai Mi finally decided to go back and rest in case she actually got pneumonia.
The street was still flowing like a river, so Peng TouSi dropped me off. When I walked through the door, Ai Mi was wrapped in a large towel. She coughed quietly in Peng TouSi's arms and said goodbye with her eyes.
"I'll visit you another day!" I promised, then watched the RV ride the wind and drive away.
I went home to catch up on yesterday's unfinished language homework. I turned on the computer and managed the online store for a while. Other than normal customer inquiries, I also received a message from Shu Zhe's Taobao account 'Southern Red Beans'. He urged me to quickly hand over the bikini to him, otherwise I wouldn't be able to deliver the goods in two days.
After his reminder, I remembered the class leader promised to help me sew the buttons for Qing Zi Academy's uniform. So I found a paper bag that my dad gave me when he bought clothes and put the Qing Zi Academy uniform and the unopened bikini into the bag.
It might be due to the class leader's influence, but I now like to categorize things. Since they were all clothes, I didn't think too much before putting them in the same bag.
I originally planned to hand the bikini to Shu Zhe first, then hand the uniform to the class leader.
But I got the order wrong.
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