Cannon Fodder Through Books

Chapter 100 "Strange" Tags

Just as Zhao Quan was about to start the car, he suddenly realized that the glove box in front of the co-pilot next to him was not closed securely, and a corner of the red ointment was exposed.

He hurriedly stretched out an arm to take a real shot, but his movements froze because of Xi Xiao's subsequent words.

"Is that hemorrhoid cream?"

She touched the screen with her finger and stopped, just raised her head and asked casually.

Zhao Quan's face turned purple three times: "Yes, yes."

"What, are you constipated?" Xi Xiao moved her butt forward and asked intentionally.

She knew a little about constipation.

After all, her own mother had been troubled by this problem for a long time. At that time, no matter how much medicine and external application were taken, it didn't work. It was best to give birth to her younger sister, and the constipation was cured.

Because of this, she recognized the purpose of the ointment at a glance.

Thinking of the identity of Zhao Quan's driver, he guessed that he might have problems such as constipation or hemorrhoids mucosal congestion due to sedentary.

Zhao Quan twisted the car key with his hand, and didn't turn it for a long time, but the small pendant on it made a rattling sound.

Xi Xiao saw the sweat stains on the edge of his little finger along the way.

Only then did he realize that his abrupt question seemed to make Uncle Quan a little nervous or embarrassed.

I couldn't help telling him: "It's okay, it's just a small problem of yours, and someone in my family had it before, and they all healed themselves later."

Although the self-healing cost is to have a baby.

But she still doesn't want to cause uncle Quan any more psychological pressure.

Zhao Quan slapped his face violently, wiped his hands back and forth on his clothes, started the car fire, and finally regained his mind: "It's constipation, thank you for your concern, Miss."

Xi Xiao suddenly jumped up, bringing a gust of wind.

The stubble-grown Zhao Quan felt his heart palpitate, mistakenly thinking that she wanted to do something, and subconsciously pulled the door handle, wanting to get out.

But she just picked up a can of xylitol from the groove of the armrest box, opened it with a bang, took two pills, put them in her mouth, and began to chew.

He froze, with sweat dripping from his forehead, thankful that he was lucky to be old, otherwise he would have been ashamed just now.

But at this moment, he didn't notice the flash of light in Xi Xiao's eyes.

She slowly leaned back on the seat, raised her legs, and began to tap regularly with her middle finger on the rubber pad under the car window.

I don't know how many moments later, just as the air conditioner in the car stopped working, the exhaust gas was discharged, and the air returned to silence.

Xi Xiao brought up a new topic, which sounded very clear: "Does Uncle Quan have a family?"

Zhao Quan touched his nose with one hand: "No."

"You are probably over 40 years old this year, why don't you want to find one?" She continued to ask.

He stared straight ahead, his waist straightened unconsciously: "Don't worry, I still want to make a few more years of money before I think about it."

Xi Xiao's dark pupils shrank slightly.

unusual.

This man has been a driver for the Nangong family for more than ten years. It stands to reason that he should have already saved up the money to marry his wife.

So lack of money should never be his excuse.

Unless he just wanted to prevaricate her so that this issue could be muddied.

"Then what if you suddenly became rich overnight? Will you continue to stay at Nangong's house as a driver?" She made a detour in the form of a joke.

Zhao Quankuan's nose fluttered, and he stammered a little: "The Nangong family treats me very well, but even if it's not for money, I still want to work for a few more years."

Xi Xiao just smiled, showing emotion.

In my heart, I labeled this character as "strange".

As soon as she landed in the villa, her phone vibrated.

Sweeping over, the head of the dark castle in Annihilation City jumped.

Annihilation City: Yes.

Xi Xiao:.
Damn this person will die if he says one more word?

Opening the refrigerator, she wanted to drink a can of peach yogurt.

Unintentionally, he found several bottles of honey stuffed into the side box, and crystals appeared from the ice, and no one moved.

So she took it out and asked the middle-aged servant who was cleaning next to her: "It's been so long, why is no one drinking?"

The man took the time to reply: "I don't know. It suddenly appeared in the refrigerator one day. I guess someone put it in there on purpose."

Xi Xiao suddenly thought of what Nangong Yi said before, Nangong Jin likes sweets.

He lifted the cap of the honey bottle and sniffed it.

It's really sweet.

"I'm afraid it wasn't made by Nangong Jin?" She casually removed the plastic film from the outside of the straw, and inserted it into the yogurt box.

The servant smashed the broom into the crack of the sofa, and responded with difficulty: "My Young Master Jin doesn't like sweets."

When Xi Xiao heard this, the mouthful of yogurt that was about to be swallowed immediately swelled in her throat.

Quickly digesting it, he asked again: "He doesn't like sweets?!"

"That's right, I never loved it since I was a child." The middle-aged woman wiped off her sweat and propped up her sore waist: "I still remember that the first time I fed Master Xiaojin dessert, he just vomited it out."

Xi Xiao grabbed the honey bottle and studied it carefully.

The production date is still fresh, it was a shipment three months ago.

Nangong Yi's original words flooded her mind again: There are always several jars of honey in the refrigerator at home.

She couldn't hold back, sucked the yogurt, and scratched her head.

To die, she thought herself right.

There is honey, but keeping it there doesn't mean Nangong Jin likes it.

And she was in a French restaurant at the time, and she actually pushed him for dessert!
No wonder it's useless to be so active, dare to hit someone's muzzle directly.

Xi Xiao choked, and suddenly understood why Xiao Gongju was always so obsessed with her as a mother-fetal single dog.

After all, as long as she has no experience in chasing people back, Shuangshang is still offline.

It's right that Nangong Jin didn't even move a leg.

Thinking about it this way, she couldn't help feeling frustrated with the next world, and felt that the yogurt in her hand suddenly became stale.

No, before ending this world, she will at least get a boy, and after summing up her experience, she will shake her ass and leave.

With the goal set, she picked up the honey bottle again and looked at the sun.

Very thick, crystal clear amber texture.

Suddenly, Nangong Yi's eyes came into her mind.

All are beautiful.

If she was a pervert, she might want to hide those eyes.

But luckily she wasn't.

The sound of the pendulum clock made her retreat from her reverie.

Her gaze couldn't help but stay on Uncle Quan's leaving back, after thinking for a while, she entered the kitchen with honey in her hands.

The kettle boiled, and the tungsten barked.

Xi Xiao poured it out and poured cold water into it.

The transparent crystal cup was filled with honey at the bottom, and after being washed by the warm water, it became turbid.

She then picked up the chopsticks, tilted it and stirred it up, her movements were skillful, her knuckles were vigorous, and she had the coolness and sassiness of bartending.

And all of this seemed strange to the cook who was preparing dinner.

He is a professional chef, and his realm has long gone beyond a simple delicacy.

This girl's capable and beautiful movements, in the eyes of people, can undoubtedly add color to the dishes, and the two complement each other.

(End of this chapter)