There was a busy tone in the receiver, and it was hung up without warning.
Su Kui: "..."
Continue to dial without giving up, hang up, dial again, finally—
"Fuck! Who, call the soul early in the morning? Say something quickly, it's okay to get out of here!"
So irritable? Beyond Su Kui's expectation. A smile crawled into her eyes, her fingers bent, and rhythmic tapping on her knees. Lu Qibao looked at Su Kui as if he had seen a ghost, and heard the voice coming from the phone, all kinds of grumpy and rude.
Her prince, when has patience been so good
Su Kui didn't notice Lu Qibao's careful thoughts, so he was straightforward, "You did the thing about Tan Ke?"
Zhuo En's voice was lazy and very impatient, "Is there something like that? What if it doesn't? Or, do you feel bad for that adulterer?" When he said this, his eyes suddenly narrowed and his voice was lower .
The deep dissatisfaction passed to Su Kui.
Su Kui had a hunch, she just nodded her head and said that she was distressed, and the other party would definitely take a knife and cut her directly.
The answer is clear, Su Kui smiled, "I have nothing to do with him, why do you think he is my adulterer? Then let me tell you this, he is not my food."
When listening to the first half sentence, Zhuo En was in a much better mood. However, in the second half of the sentence, her eyes narrowed in a dangerous arc, "Oh? Then tell me, where is your dish? Is it sweet or spicy?"
Listening to these nonsensical words, Lu Qibao rubbed his stiff cheeks. This chat was really embarrassing.
However, Su Kui continued without changing his face.
"My dish, he is very special, life is full of flavors, I really don't know what he can't do."
Zhuo En frowned first, but soon his brows stretched.
The meaning of this sentence—
The corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, and the eyes that were black and white without cosmetic contact lenses looked a bit deep. However, the tone was still very aggressive, and everyone owed me money, "Then this person is probably a weird thing!" He complained.
Su Kui nodded, "Yeah, it's still a big weird flower, and sometimes it can't be tolerated, so I really want to—"
"Just want it?" Zhuo En's throat choked, what is a big, weird flower? He pursed his lips, "What do you want to do?"
"I really want to," Su Kui smiled unpredictably, red lips lightly opened, and the evil aura quickly lingered in his eyes, "Kill him!"
Zhuo En: "..."
He blinked, suspecting that he had hallucinations in his ears. He threw down the phone without feeling sleepy. He quickly ran to the bathroom to wash his face, then looked back and heard the last sentence just before hanging up the phone.
"It's a pity, I don't have that stuff."
Zhuo En suddenly felt that somewhere, he was tight.
The phone hung up, but he couldn't sleep anymore and simply got up. Disordered his hair, put on a graffiti top and ripped jeans, with a few shiny ear studs on his ears, and finally painted a smoky makeup.
Finally, what appeared in the mirror was a tall and slender punk girl who looked like a model.
"So handsome!" He snapped his fingers, went out, went downstairs, and had a meal.
It's no surprise that the nanny has been so persistent in acting as a woman by the employer. Strange to say, ugly people wearing women's clothing will only make people think of perverts. And Zhuo En, no matter what he wears, he seems to be very good-looking, and he feels that he is in this style.
When going out, others will only think that he is tall and whether he is a model or something, but they never doubt that he is a man.