MTL - This Guy is Wrong-Chapter 2582 Years are employed (17)

   Chapter 2582 Years for Employment (17)

  Mengchen stayed in the hospital for two days and felt that he could be discharged.

   The smell of the hospital, he really can't stand it.

   Ke Chuzheng disagreed.

   "I'm really fine..."

  Chuzheng: "The doctor has the final say, but you have the final say."

  Dust: "..."

  Mengchen rolled his eyes and pulled Chuzheng's sleeve, "Sister, I want to go back."

   Chuzheng: "..."

   "Sister." The boy deliberately dragged his voice long, his eyes full of requests.

   Chuzheng was unmoved, "No way."

  Mengchen No matter what he says, Chuzheng is indifferent as if 'what you say is useless'.

   In the end, he had to give up and stayed in the hospital until the doctor said he could be discharged.

   Leaving the hospital, taking a breath of fresh air with heavy dust, there is a sense of ease in escaping from the cage.

   "So happy to be discharged from the hospital?"

   "Of course, no one wants to stay in the hospital." Mengchen pulled Chuzheng and left, "Let's go quickly."

   He doesn't want to see anything in the hospital right now.

   "Who hurt yourself."

  “…”

   That's not what he wanted to get hurt.

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  I took a shower when I got dusty, which is always inconvenient in the hospital.

  Because it was just raised, Chuzheng didn't allow him to do anything else, and all the meals were packed.

   Lying in bed with dust at night, turning around comfortably.

   It's still comfortable here...

  Kacha——

  The door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and he sat up with dust, and looked at the door.

  Chuzheng came in from the door, pulled Mengchen who was sitting on the bed, and hugged him involuntarily.

  Mengchen suddenly vacated, startled.

  “!!!”

   "What are you doing?" Why is she so strong?

   "Go to my room and sleep."

   "Huh?" Mengchen was stunned and asked nervously, "Why?"

   Chuzheng said as a matter of course: "We have not confirmed our relationship, what's the problem with sleeping together?"

  Dust: "..."

  Yes…Is it related?

  Mengchen was thrown on the bed by Chuzheng, and sat up in a daze, "I don't think we need to sleep in the same room."

  Chuzheng replied casually, "Hmm."

   "Then I'll go back..."

  Mengchen was pushed back by Chuzheng again.

  Dust: "???"

   Didn't you agree?

   Apparently, what Chuzheng promised had nothing to do with what she was going to do.

  Mengchen tried to reason, but it was completely useless.

  Mengchen was forced to lie down, pulling the quilt to wrap himself up.

   Chuzheng: "..."

  Why do I act like I'm going to do something to you?

   She just wanted an extra pillow.

"come over."

   "No, we are alone." Mengchen gestured, "Don't cross the border."

  Chuzheng sat directly over: "It's over, how?" Hit me!

  Dust: "..."

   What can we do?

   What can he do?

  Mengchen turned over and turned his back to Chuzheng.

  Chuzheng was too lazy to coax her, so she turned off the light and went back to sleep on the other side.

   In the middle of the night, Mengchen rolled over by himself and burrowed into her arms. Chuzheng felt that it was necessary for him to record evidence.

  Mengchen woke up the next day and started to complain, Chuzheng ruthlessly threw away the evidence.

   "I pushed you away, you rolled over by yourself, it has nothing to do with me."

  Dust: "..."

  Mengchen's face turned red, and he didn't say a word after holding it for a long time.

  Mengchen resisted sleeping together at first, but every time he went back to his room, Chuzheng would bring him back.

   In the end, I didn’t want to toss, so I had to accept it.

   One month later, Mengchen felt nothing, Chuzheng wouldn't do anything to him, and at the most it was just a kiss.

   Sure enough, as long as people get used to a certain thing, it will become a matter of course.

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   Three months later.

  The weather turned cold, the number of tourists decreased, and the village gradually became deserted.

  Mengchen squatted outside to feed Xiao Hui.

  Xiaohui has grown up and was fed by Mengchen very mellow. When Chuzheng is free, he likes to hug and play.

   But she just masturbates and doesn't care.

   So the cleaning work is all dusty.

  Mengchen felt a little cold, so he rearranged the nest for Xiao Hui, and then went back to the room to find clothes to wear.

   Passing by the study and seeing Chuzheng, he probed in and took a look.

   Seeing that the live broadcast was on, Mengchen immediately retracted his head and went back to his room to find clothes.

  Mengchen didn't know that he just poked his head in and was caught in the camera.

   Although it was only a very fast shake, someone with a sharp eye saw it.

   Chuzheng's live broadcast room has a lot of fans now.

  [Just now there was a super nice little brother at the door, did you see it? ]

  [I saw it, I saw it! ! ]

  [Wow sister, I thought it was my eyesight. ]

  [Although I only saw it once, I promise, I think he is a handsome little brother. ]

  [Who are you talking about? ]

  [So...is the anchor's sister's boyfriend? ]

  [Brother, right? It looks so small. ]

  [I also think it's my brother...]

  [Want to ask how old my brother is and if he has a partner. ]

   "Not my brother." Chuzheng spoke out in the row after row of barrages, justifying Mengchen's name, "Boyfriend."

  […]

  […]-

  Mengchen didn't know that his name was rectified, so he changed his clothes and went downstairs to cook.

   When everything is done, go upstairs and ask Chuzheng to go down to eat.

  Mengchen is when you go downstairs, brush up on the news, and step on the air.

   If Chuzheng was not blocking the front, the dust would fall directly.

  Mengchen held on to the armrest next to him with lingering fears and held up his mobile phone: "This..."

"Um?"

   "Did you take a picture of me?"

"Um."

  Dust: "..."

  Mengchen is worried that someone will come to ask for debts. He doesn't want to experience the last time.

   "Those debts have nothing to do with you, you don't have to worry."

  Mengchen shook his head, "Not everyone thinks that way. In that incident, there were many people who lost profits..."

   They knew that he had no money and that he should not pay it back.

But……

   But they always need a place to vent their anger, right?

  Sometimes, reasoning is not necessary.

   "I didn't take too many photos, so don't think too much." Chuzheng comforted him.

   "I'm here."

  Mengchen glanced at her and whispered: "I'm actually quite scared. What happened last time almost affected you, it was me..."

   "Dust." Chuzheng forced him to look up, "Trust me."

  Mengchen met Chuzheng's gaze, saw his appearance in her eyes, and also saw some kind of emotion that made him feel at ease.

"……Um."

  Mengchen calmed down and went downstairs with Chuzheng.

When    was eating, Mengchen asked again, "Why did you tell them that I'm your boyfriend?"

"you are not?"

"……Yes."

   "So what's the problem? Do you have anything to hide?"

  Dust: "..."

  Mengchen: "If they knew you had a boyfriend, wouldn't they lose fans?"

  Whether it is a boy or a girl, as long as you rely on your face to eat, being single will always have some advantages.

  Chuzheng: "I don't live broadcast to increase fans."

  Mengchen: "Then what are you doing live?"

   Chuzheng was silent, serious and serious: "Endorsement for cultural heritage specialties."

  Dust: "???"

   (end of this chapter)