Chapter Ninety-Four: I Don't Believe It

Suffocation, rust, saltiness, and chains tightly wrapped around him, the roar in his ears was deafening, his vision blurred, and his heart beating violently.

At the moment when he was about to jump out of his chest, Wang Luo suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from the nightmare, his limbs were powerless, and he seemed to be unconscious, but his consciousness was awake, because Wang Luo could see the light on the ceiling clearly.

This feeling is called 'ghost press' in a certain way, he does have a little female ghost pressed on his body, his clothes are half-undone, the collar of his shirt reveals a large piece of pink and white spring light, and his smooth and plump thighs are tightly clamped around Wang Luo's waist.

Wang Luo felt that he had regained his breath, gradually calmed down his frantic heartbeat, took a deep breath, and the cold sweat that seemed to ooze from the nightmare wet the sheets under him, as well as the thighs that Park Ji-yeon put on his waist, it seemed that he had consumed a lot of water.

The body slowly became conscious, and the paralyzing feeling gradually subsided, Wang Luo took a deep breath, moved his fingers, and then raised his hand, and gently pulled out the arm that was pressed by Park Ji-yeon's pillow behind his head.

Although Wang Luo was careful enough, he still woke up the little one.

"Huh~hate." Park Ji-yeon frowned, her green features wrinkled and looked very irritable, her little hand weakly pushed Wang Luo, and then turned around and continued to sleep with the quilt.

Wang Luo wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, his arms were still a little trembling, helped Park Ji-yeon pull up the quilt, walked towards the bathroom barefoot, and walked towards the bathroom with a little vague steps.

Looking at his somewhat haggard and pale face in the mirror, Wang Luo frowned deeply, reached out and touched the wound on his neck that had become blue and slightly swollen, his deep eyes were a little sluggish, and he seemed to be in a daze.

Shaking his head, Wang Luo showed a self-deprecating smile, thinking that it should be because he was injured yesterday, and the artery in his neck affected the throat with blood, and Park Ji-yeon pillowed his arm and was not bleeding, and he didn't care too much about the dreams caused by insufficient blood supply to the brain.

After putting the water in the bathtub, Wang Luo lay down in some warm water and closed his eyes.

There seemed to be inexplicable fragments and voices flashing in his mind, Wang Luo frowned, wiped his face fiercely, and began to wash his body seriously, with a serious expression.

After taking a comfortable bath, Wang Luo walked out of the bathroom wearing beach pants and wiping his hair, and looked at the time, it was less than seven o'clock, which was the earliest time he had gotten up in recent days.

Wang Luo smiled, threw the towel into the laundry, and walked to the balcony with carbon wood to warm Cui Xiuying's medicine.

Seoul in the early morning is a little foggy, it seems that because of the cloudy relationship in January, the sun is hidden behind the dark clouds, and the air is also moist and cold, Wang Luo is naked, although it is a little cold, but he thinks it is okay, light the medicine stove, add water.

Wang Luo walked into the house and began to prepare a bento for Huang Meiying.

The so-called bento is a box lunch, rice and vegetables, just to see how to match, when Wang Luo used to move bricks, the box lunch was rice with kimchi or various pickles, which can also be called a bento in South Korea.

What Wang Luo wants to do is naturally not the kind of low bento, it must be meat and vegetarian with both color and flavor.

Liu Zaixun prepared three kinds of rice cookers for Wang Luo, three models, Wang Luo generally only uses the smallest size, and today, he has to prepare more than a dozen bentos, so he naturally has to use the largest size to cook rice.

After working for almost an hour, Wang Luo finally put the dishes he had prepared last night into a plastic lunch box, and then put the rice that had just come out of the pot into it and covered the lid.

Looking at the three rows of four-layer bento boxes, Wang Luo scratched his head and was a little distressed about how to squeeze the bus later, in case it was crowded, his efforts would not be in vain.

patted the door of his head, Wang Luo suddenly remembered that he came back last night in the car of the, why did his memory become so poor recently.

Wang Luo poured the medicine prepared for Cui Xiuying into the thermos cup again, took out a small bag of rock candy from the refrigerator and put it in the bag, frowning to remember if he had forgotten anything.

"Hmm, it smells bad." Park Ji-yeon got up with a low grumbling voice from the bedroom, and walked out on her pink slippers and rubbing her eyes.

Wang Luo looked at Park Ji-yeon's messy hair when she got up in the morning, as well as her slightly swollen face that looked more rounded, and her eyes became smaller and cute.

"Laughing." Park Ji-yeon rubbed in front of Wang Luo, hugged Wang Luo's waist with both hands, rubbed her little face on Wang Luo's chest and said lazily, "It smells so bad, and you get up early in the morning like a war, are you deliberately not letting me sleep well?" ”

"Go clean up and eat." Wang Luo smiled and patted Park Ji-yeon's head, and helped her smooth her messy long hair by the way.

"The house is full of strange smells, baa." Park Ji-yeon pouted and hummed a little dissatisfied, but began to loosen Wang Luo's waist and swayed into the bathroom.

Wang Luo sniffed the smell of traditional Chinese medicine in the air, and finally sounded that he had forgotten something, ran to the hall and rummaged through the bag on the ground, and turned out a bottle of air freshener, mint flavored.

Wang Luo was also very curious about what the mint-flavored freshener tasted like, so he pressed it down vigorously and listened to the bottle mouth making a "poof." Wang Luo subconsciously shivered.

It turns out that the mint-flavored air freshener is also refreshing.

Smelling the 'cold fragrance' in the kitchen, Wang Luo covered his nose and frowned, he felt that sooner or later he would catch a cold, so he put the food on the dining table, and Wang Luo went back to the bedroom to find clothes to wear.

Park Ji-yeon just washed her face and brushed her teeth, and immediately regained her image as a young and beautiful girl, sitting on the stool at the dining table with big eyes that turned into double eyelids again, dangling her little white legs, wrinkling her nose, and sneezing.

"It's not a cold, is it?" Wang Luo walked out wearing a brand-new shirt and trousers, holding a suit, and just heard Park Ji-yeon sneezing, frowning and asking.

"No, I found out how you like to make your home smell weird, just now it's a Chinese medicine smell, now it's mint flavor." Park Ji-yeon frowned and rubbed her nose and complained.

"Aren't you allergic to pollen flowers, you can't smell the fragrance of flowers, how about the smell of coriander?" Wang Luo put his suit jacket on the side of the stool and sat down, and said with a smile.

"Are you trying to drive me away?" Park Ji-yeon raised her eyebrows and asked arrogantly.

"You've found out." Wang Luo took chopsticks and knocked on Park Ji-yeon's bowl, "Eat." ”

"I'm not leaving, I'm mad at you." Park Ji-yeon wrinkled her nose and grimaced at Wang Luo, and ate with chopsticks.

Wang Luo eats quickly, gobbling up is not counted, and it is very regular, but the chewing speed is relatively fast, he can chew and swallow an average of thirty times on the left and right sides synchronously, which is also the main experience of his ability to maintain the golden symmetry of the left and right faces.

Otherwise it wouldn't be so handsome, would it?

Wang Luo finished eating a big bowl of rice and didn't continue to serve the rice, because he had to rub the free sweet potatoes of Uncle Sweet Potato later.

Looking at the time, it was almost half past eight, earlier than yesterday, but it is estimated that Kim Taeyeon should get up.

"I'm leaving, if you don't leave, just watch the house at home, don't run around the cold, I asked someone for a takeaway phone and wrote it down on the paper in the living room, you can order whatever you like." Wang Luo said as he counted out the money from his wallet again, this time it was only 200,000, because he found that no matter how much money he gave to Park Ji-yeon, this girl would spend it all.

"Make good money." Seeing the money, Park Ji-yeon smiled again, squinting at Wang Luo and screaming.

"Debt collectors." Wang Luo chuckled, reached out and pinched the rice grains from the corner of Park Ji-yeon's mouth and put them in his mouth, "Let's go, remember to call me if you have something, don't call if you have nothing to do, I'm busy." ”

"Got it, nasty." Park Ji-yeon frowned and shook her little head, Wang Luo is a very thrifty person, Park Ji-yeon eats a mouth full of grains every time she eats, I don't know if it's intentional, or if she is born with a leaky mouth, Wang Luo will pinch it up and put it in her mouth to eat, and she doesn't dislike Park Ji-yeon at all.

This kind of small detail makes Park Ji-yeon feel valued and warm.

Wang Luo looked at the bento bag and the bag of the Chinese medicine thermos cup at the door, frowned slightly, and finally picked up the Chinese medicine bag, he was going to send medicine to Cui Xiuying first, and then come back to get these lunches.

Carrying traditional Chinese medicine, Wang Luo rang the doorbell of Girls' Generation.

The video doorbell flashed and lit up, Wang Luo blinked, took a step back and looked at the pink graffiti with various words, the unique door, yes, it's the dormitory of Girls' Generation.

Although Wang Luo is blind, he can see other people's eyes clearly, and he has no impression of this look.

"Hello, may I ask who you are?" The strange woman on the video screen has a gentle voice that sounds very comfortable.

"Hello, I'm the security representative of Girls' Generation, I'm here to deliver something." Wang Luo said with a smile.

"Wang Luo?" The strange woman on the video screen snorted softly.

"Uh, who are you?" Wang Luo asked suspiciously.

"I'm Cui Xiuying's sister, and I'm little Cui Xiuzhen. It's a pleasure to meet you, Representative Wang. ”

Wang Luo looked at the strange woman on the video screen and seemed to show a somewhat subtle smile, and couldn't help but be shocked.

"Hello, Miss Cui, I have admired my name for a long time." Wang Luo lowered his throat and whispered with a tense expression.

"Me too, listening to my little sister talk to you every day." Cui Xiuzhen smiled softly and pressed the door open.

The door opened, Wang Luo finally saw Cui Xiuzhen's figure clearly, because he couldn't see his face clearly, Cui Xiuzhen should not be as tall as Cui Xiuying, but she was much taller than Cui Xiuying, wearing pajamas and pajamas did not show too much skin, but there was a mature woman's charm all over her body, which made Wang Luo a little nervous.

"Do you want to come in?" Cui Xiuzhen is also looking at Wang Luo, in the past few days, she has heard Cui Xiuying say that she has found a reliable boyfriend, but Cui Xiuzhen herself does not believe it.

It's not that I don't believe that Cui Xiuying's boyfriend is reliable, but I don't believe that Cui Xiuying can find a boyfriend.

Seeing that his baby sister has grown to the age of twenty-four, there are many friends of the opposite sex around her, but she is not called a boyfriend, and the Cui family has never objected to Cui Xiuying's early love.

But Cui Xiuying herself is not angry, and it is too late to want to fall in love early, so when Cui Xiuying happily told her that she had a boyfriend.

Cui Xiuzhen refused, so I didn't believe it, but seeing Wang Luo, Cui Xiuzhen believed it a little.

It's just that I believe that Wang Luo is a reliable boyfriend, and I still don't believe that he is Cui Xiuying's boyfriend.

With a tall figure, broad shoulders, a well-cut suit, and the stubble on his face with deep facial features, he looks strangely sexy, with the wildness of Westerners and the delicacy of Asians.

How could such a good man be the boyfriend of that dead girl? Must be bragging! I don't believe it!