blogombal Chapter 271: The History of a Beijing Dandy Chasing a Wife 18
Chapter 271: The History of a Beijing Dandy Chasing a Wife 18
But think about it carefully, no matter which world it is in, what script and character are in your hands.
Like him, the lover is the same soul from beginning to end.
It is natural and understandable that there are similarities!
Su Muyou swallowed his complaints and simply retorted based on his words, "You are the pork!"
Six words seemed to be written on his face: I'm really angry!
When Jian Tinghe heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up quickly.
But he quickly regained his composure and asked, "Shall I take you in?"
No one noticed the clue.
Sometimes, making an excessive request may be directly rejected.
But if a more extreme option is laid out before this, the request will become easier to accept.
Jian Tinghe would send people home, it was just a good deed he did every day.
But taking the other person back to your home...
Whether it's friendship or any other emotional aspect, it hasn't reached that point yet.
After hearing his words, Su Muyou no longer cared about the topic of pork or not.
As if afraid of being cheated, he immediately responded, "Yeah."
The energy and spirit that had been deliberately dispersed in order to soften the other party's heart has now returned.
It looks completely inconsistent with the state of being weak and powerless.
Jian Tinghe looked at his black eyes that were sparkling with anticipation, and silently pretended that he didn't notice.
Even so, the filling has leaked out everywhere.
He unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car.
Go around the car and open the passenger door.
The person inside who said he was feeling unwell had already stretched out his arm, waiting for him to support him.
Jian Tinghe let out a light sigh.
His sympathy has been a little excessive lately.
That's what I think.
However, Su Muyou was still well taken care of and was half-carried to the door.
Jian Tinghe placed him right in front of the electronic lock and said, "Open the door."
Su Muyou followed his instructions honestly, entering the password while reading, "0."
The input was correct, and the lock was successfully unlocked with a crisp sound.
Jian Tinghe, who was standing by, was forced to listen to a private conversation.
He glanced at the man whose face was still flushed under the influence of alcohol. Was it intentional or accidental?
Su Muyu turned the door handle, opened it just a crack, and closed it again the next second.
Jian Tinghe looked at him who suddenly became playful: "..."
Maybe he was really drunk, not just pretending.
There just aren't that many side effects.
Su Muyou took half a step to the side to make room.
He tilted his head and looked at the person who sent him back with encouragement, "Come and try it."
Jian Tinghe stretched out his hand and entered the correct password in one go.
A familiar sound came, and he said calmly: "Okay."
His memory is not only not bad, but also quite good.
These six simple numbers really left an impression in my mind.
Jian Tinghe didn't care.
For this kind of smart lock, changing the password is not difficult.
Just remind the other person to change it tomorrow.
At worst, he won't try to memorize it on purpose, as time will help fade the memory.
Su Muyu was very satisfied with this and just remembered it.
He pulled the door shut again, "You can also unlock it with your fingerprint."
Having said that, he demonstrated it again to the other party.
The door lock seemed to have become his toy, opening and closing it back and forth.
The two men blocked the door for a long time but never went into the house.
Being blocked out by this childish game.
This type of smart lock is very popular in the market and is not a rare thing.
Jian Tinghe certainly knew its function, "Yeah, I see."
A drunkard has no sense at all, so he can only indulge himself.
"Can you drive it too?" Su Muyou made the same request again.
This time Jian Tinghe was really helpless, as his fingerprints could not open other people's doors.
He knew this very well, but he still cooperated and put his finger into the fingerprint recognition area.
The smart lock was completely unfamiliar with this fingerprint and it took three or four seconds to respond.
Along with the rapid beeping sound, the red light flashed.
verification failed.
If it had been smarter, it might have called the police on the spot.
After the voice stopped, Jian Tinghe calmly stated the facts: "It can't be opened."
"Then I'll record one for you!" After such a long period of preparation, we finally got to the point.
Su Muyou activated the entry mode and used his fingerprint to pass the administrator's authentication.
He excitedly tugged at the arm of the person next to him, motioning him to put his hand on it.
Jian Tinghe tensed up a little but was not affected.
He sighed, "Let's not use this."
Su Muyou's expression was serious, and he immediately rejected his opinion, "Use it!"
[I don't care what you think, I care what I think.JPG]
Although drinking alcohol may influence people to do some irrational behaviors.
But there is also a saying that goes 'truth comes out when drunk'.
Jian Tinghe lowered his eyes to look at the drunkard who was a head shorter than him and asked seriously, "Why?"
"Because you are my wife." Su Muyou nodded as he spoke, "Of course I have to record it too!"
It seems that he believes this statement.
How can a lock that keeps outsiders out also keep people inside out?
Jian Tinghe almost subconsciously raised his hand to cooperate.
But he reacted in time and used his reason to control his limbs.
Suddenly I felt a little upset.