Gong Er doesn't want to go through the plot [Quick Travel]

Chapter 60

Isn't this a lack of money?

Chu Suifeng touched the tip of his nose, picked up his phone and took a few glances. There was a name alone in the simple and empty address book. Bo Yu had entered the contact information in advance.

Chu Suifeng put away his cell phone, glanced at the two sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table, and said with a smile, "Since Mr. Bo has cooked, I'll wash the dishes."

Bo Yu did not refuse, and his expression softened slightly and said: "Put it away." Just put it in the dishwasher in the kitchen."

Chu Suifeng picked up the dishes and was about to go to the kitchen, when he remembered something and turned around to look at Bo Yu.

When the young man saw him turning his head and walking upstairs, he paused and asked calmly, "Is there anything else?"

Chu Suifeng looked amused at Bo Yu's vague appearance as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and raised his eyebrows. At the corner of his lips, he said: "It's nothing, I just want to remind Mr. Bo not to act rashly if he encounters anything strange. Call me or call me as soon as possible."

Bo Yu breathed a sigh of relief and felt the smile on the man's face. He nodded seriously and said, "I'll go to the studio first."

Chu Suifeng watched him go upstairs, put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher, walked around the living room to find what he wanted, and then picked up Taking the things Bo Yu bought, he slowly returned to the room.

Bo Yu, who has a special physique, is a human being and can act independently. Just like this morning when he went out without saying hello, he cannot always follow Bo Yu and watch around the clock. Not to mention that he is not happy, Bo Yu may also accept it. No.

Therefore, Chu Suifeng prepared to give Bo Yu two layers of shields.

After all, he has also passed the level in the infinite flow world. He has never eaten pork and has seen pigs running away. He can still use a little trick.

Chu Suifeng went back to his room and locked the door, took out the red cloth, and the scissors and needlework he found downstairs. After thinking about it, he decided to adopt the most classic rectangular style.

He sewed for a long time, and finally managed to sew a small red envelope with crooked corners and half the size of a finger. When he picked it up, he found it too ugly to look at.

Chu Suifeng clicked his tongue, seeing how easy it was for the Ghost Bride to sew a purse, why was it so difficult for him to do it?

But anyway, it was Bo Yu who was wearing it, not him. Chu Suifeng thought about this, happily put down the scissors, and took out everything in the bag.

Yellow paper was used as talisman paper, the brush was dipped in cinnabar, and then thick blood was dropped into the mixture, forming a pool of bright red ink. When dipped in, the tip of the pen shone with tiny golden light spots, overflowing with an energy invisible to ordinary people.

Chu Suifeng wrote a word on the talisman with a big stroke of his pen, then rolled the thin talisman paper into a small roll and stuffed it into a small red envelope. An amulet was ready.

Chu Suifeng looked at the small bag with satisfaction. It was just the right size to hang around his neck with a red rope and would not be lost.

After making the amulet, Chu Suifeng went to the kitchen downstairs to get a cup and drink some water.

The small wound on his index finger hadn't healed yet. Chu Suifeng dropped a few drops of blood into the water. The smell should be a bit obvious. Thinking about the meal of noodles in the morning, he felt kindhearted and went to the refrigerator to cut a lemon and put it in. Add lemon water to neutralize the mask.

When he is not around Bo Yu, the talisman in the amulet can protect Bo Yu from being invaded by monsters, and the blood can conceal Bo Yu's physique. Although these are temporary treatments, but not the root cause, but the two-pronged approach is more than enough to survive the three-day trial period. .

After everything was done, Chu Suifeng originally wanted to use it for business, but thinking of Bo Yu's fastidious temperament, he might think it was too ugly and unwilling to wear it, which made him a little distressed.

But then I thought about it, if the doctor ordered the medicine to be bitter, if the patient doesn't want to take it, can he not take it? That will definitely not work! Treatment is the top priority, and patients must of course listen to their doctors.

Chu Suifeng was very satisfied with the identity he chose. With a cup in hand and an amulet in hand, he walked to the room where Bo Yu worked.

"Dudu."

Chu Suifeng knocked on the door twice. After a short while inside, a voice as cold as a mountain stream sounded, "Please come in."

"Mr. Bo, this is the medicine I specially prepared for you. ." Chu Suifeng approached Bo Yu with a cup of water in his hand.

He casually glanced at the room. Bo Yu had opened up several rooms. The studio was so spacious and empty that he could hear the echo. The four walls were pure white. There were some easels in the corners, covered by drooping canvases.

A young man with an aloof and distant temperament sat by the window, with a wooden easel in front of him. There was no paintbrush in his hand, and he just sat there, staring at the drawing paper, as if something was holding his gaze firmly on it. stick.

Hearing Chu Suifeng's voice, he looked away lightly and landed on the water glass handed over by Chu Suifeng.

Bo Yu is sensitive to color and can easily tell that the water in the glass is not colorless and transparent, but a very light pink.

"What was added to it?" Bo Yu asked.

Chu Suifeng said matter-of-factly: "Of course it's medicine to cure the disease."

Bo Yu Danfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes showing scrutiny.

In front of him, Chu Suifeng raised his head and took a sip. Then he looked at Bo Yu and said with a smile: "Don't worry, there is no poison in it. You won't die if you drink it."

Bo Yu was stunned. Said: "That's not what I meant." But Chu Suifeng looked unreliable, and he was worried that he had added something indiscriminately.

Bo Yu paused, probably feeling that the explanation was useless, or that it was almost the same, so he took the water glass and took a sip.

The sour taste instantly filled his mouth, no different from lemonade. Bo Yu looked at Chu Suifeng, expressionless, and asked in a higher tone, "Is this the medicine you are talking about?"

Chu Suifeng nodded naturally and nodded. He said heartily: "I'm afraid you won't be able to drink it, so I put some lemon juice in it." "

And this amulet." Chu Suifeng handed the red amulet to Bo Yu and said, "Wear it around your neck, it's best not to take it off. "

Bo Yu lowered his head and looked at the poor stitching and crooked red bag, which was as small as a finger. It looked like a "handicraft" made on a whim by a kindergarten kid. The corners of his lips twitched, and he raised his eyes and asked with a complicated expression: "Did you do it?"

"Did Mr. Bo notice it?" Chu Suifeng raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "Ugly is a bit ugly, but it is also part of the treatment. Remember to wear it close to your body."

Bo Yu frowned. Frowning slightly, it was obvious that he wanted to refuse. Just as he was about to speak, he caught a glimpse of a small cut on Chu Suifeng's index finger from the corner of his eye.

A look of struggle appeared on Bo Yu's eyebrows, but he swallowed his words, held the small amulet in his hand, and asked, "Can I draw something on it?" It

was too ugly, so I'm sorry he couldn't see it.

Chu Suifeng said nonchalantly: "You go ahead and paint."

Bo Yu nodded, thought for a moment, found a thin brush from the painting tools next to him, dipped it in ink, and lightly painted a few strokes on it, using red cloth as the At the bottom, a cluster of vigorous and tall black bamboos grows wantonly. The bamboo leaves are slender and each one is different. It seems that you can hear the sound of the strong wind blowing the bamboo leaves.

Chou Chou's amulet suddenly became more elegant. Chu Suifeng took a few glances at it. He was a painter. No wonder he had thin calluses on his fingertips.

Bo Yu put away the amulet and said politely: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Chu Suifeng said, "Then I'll go out to buy things first and come back later."

Bo Yu hummed and said the password to the door. Then he returned his sight to the easel.

Chu Suifeng walked to the door, looked at the young man who remained motionless by the window, staring at the blank easel, and warned again uneasily: "Remember to hang it around your neck." His thoughts were

interrupted again, and Bo Yu Danfeng eyes looked at Chu Suifeng faintly. Feng, spit out three words: "I know."

Chu Suifeng curled his lips, closed the door, took the mobile phone given by Bo Yu, and went to the police station first to renew his identity.

After working hard for a long time, he was more tired than playing a dungeon. Chu Suifeng had not experienced this feeling for a long time, but he finally got his ID card. After getting it done, he randomly bought a few pairs of pants and returned to Bo Yu's house.

Before entering the house, Chu Suifeng stood at the door, looking at the little puppy Zaizai rushing to his feet, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "So ugly."

It was about two or three months old, with a skinny neck. The fur below is all white. Starting from the neck, the entire dog's head is all black, as if it is wearing a special mask for robbery.

This was probably the ugliest dog he had ever seen.

"Little guy, we don't have dogs in this house." Chu Suifeng said as he opened the door.

As if he understood what Chu Suifeng said, the puppy Zaizai opened his round dog eyes in disbelief. Then, Chu Suifeng heard a familiar child's voice.

"I am the consciousness of the world. You blocked my voice and forced me to come to you in person. You actually called me ugly?!"

Oh, the dog spoke.

Chu Suifeng looked down at the puppy for a few seconds, then slipped into the door and slammed the door shut with a bang.

The puppy howled outside the door and said "Chu Suifeng". Chu Suifeng blocked it again and set up a formation on the door to prevent it from getting in. He said to himself: "I hate people like this the most in my life." Talk."

Chu Suifeng carried the bag and forgot about the masked puppy outside the door. He smelled the rich aroma of rice, his eyes lit up, and he quickly crossed the courtyard and entered the house.

As soon as they entered the restaurant, they saw Bo Yu sitting at the dining table, with his eyes lowered and lost in thought. When he heard the sound of his return, he raised his eyes as if he wanted to say something, but still didn't say anything. He said calmly: "Let's eat." Chu

Sui Feng washed his hands and sat down to eat. He noticed that the food was slightly cold and should have been ready for a while. He raised his lips and asked, "Were you waiting for me just now?"

Bo Yu raised his eyes to look at him and said, "Oh my God. It's too hot. I can't eat the food when it's hot."

Chu Suifeng didn't believe it and labeled Bo Yu as someone with a bad mouth and an upright body. He glanced at it and saw that there was a thin red rope tied around the young man's fair and jade-like neck. He became more and more satisfied with this picture. Meal tickets are much better than the guy at the door who claims to be world conscious.

Being treated with kindness, Chu Suifeng didn't mind returning the kindness. He explained with a smile: "I went to apply for a new ID card. It was a bit troublesome and took a while. I will tell you on the phone next time if I have anything."

Bo Yu Without saying anything, Qing Jun's eyebrows softened a little. He glanced outside and asked, "Who were you talking to just now?"

Chu Suifeng took a mouthful of food and said nonchalantly, "It's not a human, just a stray dog."

Bo Yu's hand holding the chopsticks paused, and his eyes looking at Chu Suifeng became more complex again.

After dinner, Bo Yu returned to the studio. Chu Suifeng thought he was here to work, so he also wandered into the studio, moved a stool and sat behind Bo Yu. Because he was too bored, he took a few more calls with his phone. a game.

Bo Yu was staring at the easel in a daze, while he played games silently, raising his head from time to time and giving a few symbolic glances.

Three days flew by.

Chu Suifeng woke up early and prepared to talk to Bo Yu about work.

I haven't been unconscious once in three days. The requirements have been met. Now I can become a full-time employee.

Bo Yu is so rich, and his benefits were so good before becoming a full-time employee. Wouldn't he reach the pinnacle of his life after becoming a regular employee?

Chu Suifeng went downstairs humming a tune happily and saw Bo Yu making breakfast in the kitchen.

Although he, the boss, doesn't like to go out and has the ingredients delivered to his door every day, he is still very diligent. No matter when he gets up, Bo Yu will get up earlier than him.

He just sat in the studio for a whole day at a time, just dazing and doing nothing. He stared at Bo Yu for three days and still didn't move a single stroke. He didn't know how long it took for Bo Yu to paint a painting.

"Woof woof!"

Chu Suifeng, who was passing by the living room, paused, narrowed his eyes, walked back to the door, opened the door a little, and saw the masked puppy who didn't know when he had crossed the array he had set up in the courtyard. Fa's iron door, looking exhausted, squatting at the door, sticking out his tongue to dissipate heat.

As soon as it saw Chu Suifeng, it immediately became energetic. It stood up and walked towards the door, saying angrily: "Chu Suifeng! You -"

Chu Suifeng quickly closed the door with his eyes and hands, and the consciousness of the world outside the door hit the heavy door. , screamed fiercely, it hurt just to hear it.

Chu Suifeng sighed and glanced at the closed door with pity. Why can't he learn well?

If you don't speak well, you will be punished.

Here it comes!