Chapter 297: Artistic Temperament

Jiang You picked up Jiang Mo, walked into the insect house, and walked upstairs.

He saw the books folded in a semicircle on the workbench.

He put down Jiang Mo, walked around the workbench, picked up the spider sculpture placed on the top, he looked down at Jiang Mo, "This shape is an upside-down bowl, right?" ”

"It's quite imaginative," Jiang You put the sculpture back, "You can be a sculptor in the future, art students have low cultural requirements, you look good, like me, and with a little artistic temperament, you must recruit girls to like ......"

Jiang Mo turned around and walked in the direction of lying on his side.

"Wait, what are you going to do with that ugly guy downstairs?" Jiang You shouted Jiang Min.

Jiang Mo stopped.

"Make flower fertilizer?" Jiang You shook his head, "It's too ugly, it's not suitable." ”

"Send it to the police station...... he put down his bag, "Forget it, make up for sleep first," he walked past Jiang Mo and walked into the bedroom, "The hotel pillow, I sleep with a pain in my neck......"

He glanced at the broken window.

The wind blew in.

The spider silk automatically weaves into a web and fills the hole.

Undressed, threw himself on the bed, pulled the quilt to cover his head, and after arching twice in the quilt, he fell asleep.

*

In the evening, it was foggy and the ground was a little wet.

His nose twitched, and he opened his eyes.

Headache.

Back pain.

The bones in my body seem to be falling apart.

Chewing sounds.

Twist your head upwards with all your might. He saw a man with a dark round face crouching beside him, holding a bitten chicken leg in his hand.

The skin is browned brown and looks crispy and crispy, with hints of meat, peppercorns, and other spices......

The oily lips were once again attached to the drumsticks......

The eyes of the two men met.

His face changed.

There was a churn in the abdomen.

"The toilet is upstairs!" The round-faced man yelled.

The thing that restrained his movement suddenly disappeared.

He got up on his hands and feet, and there seemed to be a push pushing him forward, turning, and ...... Slammed into the toilet with an unsteady step, and the door closed automatically......

More than ten minutes later.

He walked downstairs with a little limp on his legs.

The man with a round black face sat on the edge of the long table, holding a small hamburger in his hand, and many small boxes were placed on the table.

"Do you want to eat red bean pie?" Jiang You looked at him and asked.

He shook his head.

Jiang You took a big sip of Coke and took another bite of the burger, and he asked vaguely, "You're a fly spirit, right?" ”

"Me, my cultivation went wrong before......"

"So, what's your name?"

"Sun, Sun Mo," he walked down the stairs and walked to the corner of the long table, he was a little restrained, "I, yes, Mr. Sun asked me to ......"

"Spying on me?"

He shook his hand, "No, don't dare, it's ......"

"Stepping on points? Burglary? Child trafficking? ”

"No, I...... Mr. Sun asked me not to disturb you! Sun Mo roared loudly.

"My window is broken." Jiang You looked at him quietly.

Sun Mo opened his mouth and just wanted to defend himself, but suddenly his head was excited, and he said, "I'll pay for it!" ”

"Come on, sit down and drink some Coke, you haven't eaten for a day," Jiang You took out a glass of iced Coke from the plastic bag, "What did Sun Xiu ask you to bring to me?" ”

Sun Mo walked to Jiang You and sat down, he took a sip of Coke, with some grievances in his tone, "Mr. Sun just asked me to be nearby to see if there was anything I could do to help, I just passed by the door......"