After driving less than five kilometers, there was a traffic jam ahead.
Wang Zhongding turned on the player in the car and chose a piece of light music to relieve his impatience.
The heater in the car was turned on very high. At first, Han Dong wrapped himself up like a silkworm chrysalis and remained motionless. Now that he was warmed up, he began to unconsciously tug at the blanket on his body.
Although the music was loud, Wang Zhongding still felt an abnormal movement.
When he listened carefully, the sound stopped again.
Maybe something in the car rolled over, or hit something... Thinking of this, Wang Zhongding didn't care, and continued to concentrate on driving.
The light music has been changed to a new song, which has a brighter rhythm than the previous one, and it is easier to stimulate the cerebral cortex. Especially for Han Dong, who is so active as soon as he sleeps, it is simply a stimulant to mobilize his nerves.
Soon, Han Dong hummed along with the rhythm.
Wang Zhongding heard the abnormal movement again, so he turned off the music directly. As a result, Han Dong stopped humming when he turned it off. When Wang Zhongding turned on the music again, the strange sound appeared again, and it was still the same when switching to the next song.
How can there be noise? Is there something wrong with the player
Just as I was thinking, someone suddenly sang along to the music.
Wang Zhongding's face turned green at that moment.
Because he heard the lyrics...
—This is really light music! ! !
Which company's player can make such a heaven-defying noise? Leng strung the lyrics of a song from Phoenix Legend to Richard. In Clayderman's piano piece, Nima even joined the beat!
Wang Zhongding slammed on the brakes.
Before turning on the interior lights, a bright white arm stretched out from behind.
"Master, go to Hewan Community..."
Wang Zhongding turned his head with a stiff neck, and saw that what Han Dong was holding was not RMB, but the yellow talisman left over from the practice last night. Then I glanced at the rearview mirror from the corner of my eye, and the face of the person who suddenly appeared had a pair of unopened eyes.
If Wang Zhongding wasn't a believer in materialism, he would have been scared out of his wits at this moment.
How could someone pop up out of nowhere
Han Dong threw the yellow talisman on Wang Zhongding's lap, and went back to sleep.
Wang Zhongding turned on the lights inside the car, and saw a man lying sprawled on the rear seat, wearing only a pair of underpants. Generally, people who appear in this image are either idiots or drunk too much. Thinking of his car parked in front of the hotel, Wang Zhongding guessed that the latter is more likely.
If it is left on the road, it will freeze to death even if it does not freeze to death.
So, Wang Zhongding moved to the back seat, trying to wake up Han Dong to ask about the situation. As a result, as soon as the hand was raised, it was fixed together with the eyes that fell on Han Dong's lap.
Close range, high-definition, multi-angle... all right!
No surgery, no adjustments, no scars... just natural!
Wang Zhongding hadn't been overwhelmed by anything for a long time, and he couldn't imagine that a human body data problem fabricated to suppress his subordinates would be solved by this person! !
Han Dong seemed to want to show off his good figure. The lying posture was uncomfortable, and he turned over again. Because he couldn't stretch out, one of his long legs was raised directly on the backrest, highlighting that the two legs were crossed at a large angle. Amazing curves when opened.
Wang Zhongding's excitement at this moment is no less than seeing a long-lost antique watch.
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Because Wang Zhongding knew the address Han Dong was talking about, and it wasn't far from his home, so Wang Zhongding planned to send Han Dong home first, so he could check his personal information so that he could contact him later.
After the car stopped, Wang Zhongding tried to wake up Han Dong but failed, so he had no choice but to wrap him in a blanket and carried him directly out of the car.
While the elevator was going up, Wang Zhongding's cell phone rang.
Shocked by the sudden sound, Han Dong slammed on Wang Zhongding's body. Half asleep and half awake, he picked up the rope and greeted Wang Zhongding's neck.
As soon as Wang Zhongding connected the phone, the rope was wrapped around his neck three times. But Han Dong didn't do anything else, Wang Zhongding only thought he was drunk and lost his mind, and didn't care to continue talking on the phone.
"Miss Wan has been sent home by me, don't worry."
"I… "
As a result, as soon as Wang Zhongding opened his mouth, this master was irritated for some reason, and he began to strangle Wang Zhongding's neck. It was unambiguous at all, the veins on Wang Zhongding's forehead popped up, his face turned purple.
"Did your wife urge you to go to the train station? Huh? Is it time to go to the ticket check? Want to leave? There's no door!" Han Dong yelled, trying to persuade him to no avail.
"What's wrong with you? Hello? Mr. Wang? Why don't you say..."
Hanging up the phone, Wang Zhongding, who hadn't turned face to face with anyone for many years, was forced to swear by Han Dong in a daze today.
"You fucking stay with me honestly!!"
This roar forced Han Dong to wake up, but he was still drunk after waking up. He glanced at Wang Zhongding in a daze, and muttered bitterly: "Fuck! I dreamed of you again! Fuck you!"
When the elevator sounded, Wang Zhongding held back his temper and sent Han Dong back to his room.
As a result, as soon as Han Dong was put on the bed, the guy hooked Wang Zhongding's neck and clung to him, put his mouth close to Wang Zhongding's ear, and smiled wickedly, "Actually, you didn't give me the rope to let me tie myself? It was for let me tie you up? huh? huh? hahahahahaha…”
If Ye Chenglin heard this, he would definitely cry bitterly, but if Wang Zhongding heard it, what is going on
Han Dong patted Wang Zhongding on the back of the head again, "Did it speak to your heart? Ah? Did it? Hahahahaha..."
Wang Zhongding, "..."
When Han Dong was making a fuss, Wang Zhongding accidentally scanned the photo of Han Dong hanging on the opposite wall. Ordinary people's photos decorated with photo frames are not artistic photos but also commemorative photos. Who would magnify their ID photos by N times and hang them on the wall? Fortunately, it was in color. If it were in black and white, it would be no different from a posthumous photo.
It seems that this guy is not just drinking crazy, but has mental problems.
Just when Wang Zhongding was hesitating, Han Dong provided an "iron proof" for his deduction.
Han Dong suddenly started crying, pulling out the rope while crying. Wang Zhongding watched helplessly as Han Dong wrapped the rope around himself. Yes, while he was crying heartbroken, as if he had been greatly wronged, he tied himself with a rope like masochistic.
The more she was tied, the more she cried, and the more she cried, the harder she was tied.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for Wang Zhongding to imagine that this kind of thing was done by himself.
Originally, he planned to look for Han Dong's ID in the room for further understanding, but now it seems that he has to think carefully. Besides, there was an urgent matter at home, Wang Zhongding really didn't have time to spend with him, and just wanted to evacuate this place as soon as possible.
As a result, the moment Wang Zhongding turned around, he was forced to take a big step back.
He actually saw his "posthumous photo".
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Before Wang Zhongding recovered from the shock, Han Dong got up from the bed.
Shaking off the rope on his body, his eyes were half-closed, and his expression suddenly became very solemn. This kind of solemnity is not deliberately pretended to scare people, but exudes a nagging charm from the bottom of his bones.
Poor Han Dazhinan, even though he was so sad, he still didn't forget that he had violated the precept of drinking, so he had to regroup. Moreover, this technique must be concealed, and it will be self-defeating if someone else is present.
However, in the eyes of the drunk Han Dong, Wang Zhongding was not human at all.
He didn't let Wang Zhongding go out, but turned his face to Wang Zhongding, and said in a calm and confident tone: "You have finally shown your original shape!"
Wang Zhongding's face was as stiff as an iron plate.
Han Dong fumbled for yellow paper and pen and ink from the cabinet, and wrote out his birth date in front of Wang Zhongding without any mistakes, and then cut the yellow paper on which the two people's birthdays were written like yesterday. Each wraps a copper coin, our side throws it to the north, and the other side throws it to the south. Another dragon tortoise was taken out of the cabinet and hung under Wang Zhongding's black and white photo. The so-called dragon tortoise is the turtle's back with the head of a dragon, and the little bastard on its back, which is specially used to dispel evil spirits.
After everything was arranged, Han Dong stood in the middle of the room again and recited the words silently.
"On the one line of heaven and earth, yin and yang are linked together, now it's broken, everything has no reason..."
In the end, Han Dong bowed deeply to the "posthumous photo" in front of Wang Zhongding himself, and said respectfully, "Go all the way!"
Wang Zhongding's face at this moment is especially like the black and white photo on the wall...
If Han Dong was wearing a long robe and holding a whisk to do the magic trick, it wouldn't be so difficult to accept. The problem is that Han Dong is only wearing a pair of shorts and has a very attractive figure, but he is doing things that are beyond his reach! It's like an international supermodel wearing a bikini to spray pesticides on fruit trees. It can be described as creepy and cute at the same time, glamorous and stupid at the same time.