"Sister Qiang, I feel that you have been very angry lately, are you here for something? It stands to reason that it shouldn't, how could someone like you come here?" Zhang Fan didn't say it too clearly, but asked ambiguously.

He was afraid that if he asked that kind of thing to death, he might be strangled to death by Gao Daqiang.

"What's that?" Gao Daqiang couldn't understand Zhang Fan's words, and asked curiously.

"That's what that's that." Zhang Fan replied,

"Little brother, you still dare to talk to me about tongue twisters here, right?" Gao Daqiang's voice became cold, and he let out a low snort.

"Okay, I won't talk about it, Sister Qiang, you go to bed quickly, I'm going to rest too, let's talk when we have time." Zhang Fan's face changed, and he hurriedly smiled, and his words were full of a hint of flattery.

"Hmph, you kid must not be holding back any good fart, I'll ignore you."

dropped a cruel word, and Gao Daqiang lost his voice.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, swayed his body, and came to the seat next to the table and sat down.

Poured himself a glass of Coca-Cola and drank it all, Zhang Fan shook his head bitterly and sighed again and again.

This night, I patronized and served Gao Daqiang, and basically didn't eat much.

Although she ate at KFC and other restaurants during the day, those meals seemed to go into Gao Daqiang's stomach, and as soon as she left, Zhang Fan felt intense hunger.

At this time, he was already hungry, and he was so hungry that his heart was close to his back.

In addition to hunger, Zhang Fan was also sleepy to death.

From the beginning of returning to the world, to today, almost no eyes have been closed, even if the survivors are awesome, if they don't sleep for a long time, they will still be finished.

After a few bites of food, Zhang Fan vomited violently.

Good guy, I was too sleepy just now, I didn't see which bowl it was, and after a few bites, I realized that it was Gao Daqiang who had eaten it.

So frightened, Zhang Fan hurriedly found a new bowl and filled a bowl of rice.

After this day's offline face-to-face contact, Zhang Fan can be regarded as seeing what kind of person Gao Daqiang is, no, what kind of system it is.

It's a pervert.

Well...... It's like a rotten girl.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he immediately shuddered.

"I don't think anything, I don't know anything."

If Gao Daqiang knew about this, he would definitely die, and he would have to raise his ashes.

Half an hour later, Zhang Fan finally had his fill.

He looked at the time and saw that it was already 21:14 p.m.

It's late.

Yawned, he didn't even clean up the dining table, and went straight to the sofa to lie down, intending to make do with it for a night's sleep.

After all, I'm too sleepy, and if I don't rest quickly, I'm afraid I'll be able to see my grandmother soon.

No, I should be able to see my grandparents soon.

They are an old couple who have been dead for many years.

When he was one or two years old, he both died.

But not long after lying down, Zhang Fan sat up suddenly.

He felt as if he had forgotten something, but after thinking about it, he didn't remember anything, so he spit out a mouthful of turbidity in his chest and said, "Forget it, whatever he does, even if there is something, I don't bother to move, sleep and sleep, sleepy, my life is at stake."

Zhang Fan turned off the light next to the sofa and fell asleep directly.

While sleeping, he also put the pink scarf given by Gao Daqiang on his face.

There is no quilt in the Maoshan incense candle shop, so this scarf is used as a simple blackout cloth, barely making up for the night.

The moment the pink scarf was placed on the face, a rich fragrance suddenly hit the face.

This fragrance is a smell that belongs exclusively to Gao Daqiang's body.

It smells a bit like jasmine mixed with a little mint, which makes people feel cold on their faces, as if even their souls have been invisibly relaxed.

Sister Qiang, she also said that you didn't wear perfume

？

It doesn't smell like a so-called body odor at all.

Gradually, under the double relaxation of soul and body, Zhang Fan soon fell asleep.

Before he knew it, he had a dream.

I dreamed that I had come to a dark jungle area.

In the depths of the dark jungle, he saw the Sandman riding Yadea's electric car in circles.

"Sleep..... Ahem, sister, why are you here?"

"No, I'm dreaming, I thought of the Sandman during the day, and I subconsciously dreamed of the Sandman at night, which is the so-called day and night, so she is not real."

Zhang Fan shuddered, and immediately reacted, he must have dreamed of the Sandman in the process of dreaming, not by calling the name of the Sandman, and really calling her.

"Since it's a dream, then I'm relieved, just so I can walk around and have a good rest."

"It's okay, it's okay, you don't have to worry about me, I'm dreaming."

Zhang Fan said hello to the sandman in the distance, and wandered around by himself.

One moment he walked under a large dark tree, kicked it violently, and then picked up a stone from the ground and threw it into the distance.

"Hey, there's a big black crow here?! It's kind of interesting!"

After wandering around for a long time, Zhang Fan began to become bored, and at this time, he suddenly saw a huge black crow standing on a big black tree.

"It's just boring, this crow looks really bad." Zhang Fan picked up a stone from the ground and hit it directly at the crow, trying to smash it down.

But the strange thing is that the stone fell inexplicably and strangely at the moment when it was about to come into contact with the crow.

"Hey, Wocao, in my dreams, how dare you be so crazy?" Seeing this, Zhang Fan frowned, picked up several stones from the ground one after another, and threw them at the black crow.

"Quack-quack-quack-big fool-big fool-"

Zhang Fan's provocative behavior immediately caused the black crow to scold.

"Made, it's okay if I'm bullied by the tall and strong in reality, in my own dreams, I was scolded like this by you, a flat-haired beast, can I bear you?"

was already bullied by Gao Daqiang enough, Zhang Fan's heart was holding back a belly of fire, and now he was scolded by a dead crow in this dream, and the anger in Zhang Fan's heart was successfully ignited.

"Don't give me a whoaw here."

Zhang Fan learned a tall and strong scolding tone, and kicked the big tree where the crow was standing.

But with a kick, a terrible force of shock burst out from the inside of the tree in an instant, bounced Zhang Fan like a dog and fell to the ground.

"Oh yes!"

"In my dreams, can I still be bullied by you?" Zhang Fan was angry, so he rolled up his sleeves and clothes, planning to climb the tree and pull down a dead crow.

Anyway, I'm dreaming, and I'm not afraid of any danger.

"Didi—"

Also when Zhang Fan just pressed his hands on the big tree and was about to climb up,