Qin Ze wasn't too nervous when his sister's album hit the shelves tonight. Ever since Qin Bao Bao appeared on the stage of "Singer", she had experienced a lot of ups and downs in just one year. When had she ever been defeated?
In the field of pop music, he wasn't Salted Fish Ze. He was Haize King. He didn't care about a mere Xu Jiao.
Although the water army was crazily flattering Xu Jiao and the fans were encouraging her, creating the illusion that the two sides were equally matched. Everyone began to look forward to Xu Jiao's and Qin Bao Bao's albums.
Qin "Lonely Seeking Defeat" Ze.
A real man was confident!
The reason why he was waiting for the album to hit the shelves and see the results was mainly because he also participated in this album. He didn't participate as a composer, but he sang a song in it.
There was no such thing as showing one's divinity in front of people. Although the system said that he was a salted fish and didn't have the desire to show off, Qin Ze actually had it. It was just that it wasn't obvious.
He wanted to see the fans' evaluation of this album.
He liked to see a group of salted fish shouting 666. As a salted fish, he would feel very happy and feel that he was the saltiest among the salted fish, the king of salted fish.
Wait!
Qin Ze remembered Wang Zijin's tone and expression just now. He seemed to have missed something?
Forget it, the album is important. Sister should be back by now. It's almost 10: 30.
On the other side, Wang Zijin sat in front of the toilet. She wrung her hands behind her back and struggled to take off her pants, but her hands were restrained by the handcuffs. She could only pull her pants down halfway and couldn't go any further.
She couldn't pee either.
Even going to the toilet had become an extravagant hope.
Wang Zijin was like a fish thrown ashore, struggling in vain. Even if she succeeded in taking off her pants, it would only treat the symptoms and not the root cause. She had to unlock the handcuffs.
She gritted her teeth and left the toilet as fast as she could. She returned to the room and put away the box of "happiness buffs" and hid it well. Poor Sister Ziwei's legs trembled slightly.
She walked out of the room and walked to the living room with her back against the wall. She stuck her head out and shouted at Qin Ze who was playing with his phone, "Azé …"
"Ah, Sister Ziwei, your face is so pale. What's wrong?" Qin Ze walked over with concern.
Holding his bladder … Wang Zijin thought to herself.
"I … I might have run into some trouble," Wang Zijin stammered.
"With me around, no trouble will be a problem," Qin Ze said.
Wang Zijin bit her lip. With a hesitant and awkward expression, she silently turned around.
Qin Ze was slightly stunned and subconsciously asked, "What's going on? Where did you get the handcuffs?"
If he was not mistaken, the thing on Wang Zijin's hands … were handcuffs, right? It was shiny and looked like the real thing, but when Qin Ze took a closer look, it turned out to be a simulation. Its surface was painted bright, making it look like a bit of steel, but when he looked closer, he could see that it was fuel.
Wang Zijin's face reddened to the roots of her neck. She said in a flustered tone, "This … was given to me when I was shopping at the mall last time."
Which store would be so smart as to give such things?
Qin Ze was puzzled. "So?"
"So your ass. Hurry up and find a way to undo it." Wang Zijin's body trembled uncontrollably as she spoke.
To use a common saying in the national football team, Wang Zijin did not have much time left.
"Oh, oh. Give me the key."
"No key."
"Huh?"
"No, no key …" Wang Zijin's voice trembled.
To Qin Ze's ears, her voice was trembling shyly.
At this moment, thinking that he had missed Wang Zijin's hint, Qin Ze was enlightened. Playing with this?
Was Sister Ziwei so open-minded?
Naughty, really naughty.
Qin Ze chuckled. "I know, I know. You don't have the key, right? Come, come, come to the room. Big brother will teach you how to unlock it."
Wang Zijin felt that his tone was a little off. She did not think much about it and allowed him to pull her into the room.
After entering the room, Qin Ze suddenly picked her up and threw her onto the bed without any pity.
Wang Zijin almost cried. This was definitely an internal injury. She could not hold it in any longer.
What was worse was that Qin Ze pounced on her like a hungry tiger pouncing on a sheep.
"You, you, you … Do you want to die?" Wang Zijin sobbed.
"Where does it hurt? Let me rub it for you." Qin Ze smirked.
"I asked you to come here because I can't find the key." Wang Zijin panted.
"I know, I know."
"What do you know? I need to go to the toilet. Do you understand?" Wang Zijin said angrily.
Qin Ze's hand paused and looked at her blankly.
"I asked for your help because I need to go to the toilet." Wang Zijin buried her face in the blanket.
Qin Ze: "…"
So that was it. How awkward.
"Hurry, I can't hold it in any longer."
Qin Ze carried Wang Zijin out of the room and rushed to the toilet.
"Hold it in. Five seconds to the battlefield."
Before entering the toilet, Qin Ze suddenly paused. There was a question in his mind.
Was it really not on purpose? How could she lose the key and not be able to find it? Didn't she look at it before putting on the handcuffs?
It did not make sense.
"Hurry up." Wang Zijin urged him in a low voice. Her face was like a red apple. Her round oval face was very cute.
His hand, which was supposed to be an experienced driver, rested on the waist of her pants and trembled slightly.
This felt like his first love. The first time he held a girl's hand, the first time he kissed a girl's lips, the first time …
Only Wang Zijin could give him this feeling. Only she.
Wang Zijin probably sensed his nervousness and saw his trembling hands. She felt that it was funny, and the corners of her lips curled up.
"Hurry up." Her tone was a little playful.
"Oh, oh …"
Qin Ze closed his eyes the whole time. Listening to the sound of water, many famous poems floated through his mind …
"Done," Wang Zijin said.
Qin Ze replied with an "oh" and helped her put on her pants. However, Wang Zijin did not get up. She said, "There's one more step."
Qin Ze: "???"
Where did the step come from? Wasn't the next step to put on pants?
I graduated with a bachelor's degree. Don't lie to me.
Wang Zijin's gaze on the tissue gave Qin Ze the answer.
So that's it!
Qin Ze immediately understood. No wonder his sister, Su Yu, and Sister Ziwei all had a pack of tissue in their bags. They had a long posture again.
He took a few tissues. Suddenly, he heard his sister's voice from the living room. "Little red guy? Zijin? Are you asleep? The TV in the living room is still on … "
Qin Ze's scalp went numb. Wang Zijin's expression changed. "Hurry up!"
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