What's Wrong With Being A Salted Fish?

Don't Open Your Eyes at Midnight 10

"What's wrong with Zhou An? Why is he so afraid of Xiao Yuan?" Lin Zhuo lazily picked up the food and put it into his mouth, chewing it a few times.

"Who knows." Wen Chuan didn't even look at it and put some food on Lin Zhuo's plate.

"Maybe they had a quarrel." Qiu Yue, who came out of nowhere and rubbed against Lin Zhuo, said.

Lin Zhuo turned his head to look at Qiu Yue. She was wearing a black dress today with two thin straps tied around her shoulders and a big bow on her chest. She also had light makeup on her face, which made her look very cool and beautiful.

She is just a lot more cheerful than yesterday. I wonder if it's because she and Lin Zhuo have known each other for a long time.

Wen Chuan pushed her hand off Lin Zhuo's shoulder, pulled Lin Zhuo to his side, and said in a bad tone: "Just talk, don't touch him."

Qiu Yue covered her mouth and giggled: "Oh, are you jealous?"

Wen Chuan said nothing, but Lin Zhuo felt that the hand he placed on his waist was exerting a little force.

But, brother, you strangled me!

Lin Zhuo quickly turned sideways and hugged his neck, coaxing him softly: "Brother, let go, it hurts a little."

Wen Chuan immediately let go of his hand. He stared at Lin Zhuo blankly and said guiltily, "I'm sorry."

He didn't mean to do it. He just came back from the illusion and his mood was not stable yet. He couldn't help it. He didn't want Lin Zhuo to contact anyone except himself, but he was afraid that Lin Zhuo would be disgusted.

"It's okay. You can try another way to make me feel pain." Lin Zhuo winked at him and turned to talk to Qiu Yue.

He didn't notice that Wen Chuan's face began to turn slightly red.

"Where's Clay?" Lin Zhuo asked her in a low voice.

Qiu Yue spread her hands, her tone was very helpless: "After being beaten twice in one day, he is a little broken and is staying in the room." He was resting his wounds by the way.

Lin Zhuo nodded. Indeed, Xiao Yuan was much more ruthless than them. Clay was probably seriously injured.

"Let's not talk about him. Let's look for clues together today." Qiu Yue wanted to put her arm around Lin Zhuo's shoulder, but saw Wen Chuan staring at her coldly, so she slowly withdrew her hand.

No! Don't look like you want to eat me!

Lin Zhuo patted Wen Chuan's hand, signaling him to be more restrained, nodded and said to Qiu Yue: "Okay, but give me more."

"What?" Qiu Yue wondered, what should she give?

Lin Zhuo stretched out his fingers and rubbed them together, whispering, "your identity is already exposed here, so tell me a little bit, it's not too much, right?"

"Hey, kid!" Qiu Yue looked at Sister Ai and the flat-headed guy who were looking at them from the dining table, and whispered to Lin Zhuo: "Cheating is not allowed, but I can tell you, don't go out tonight."

Lin Zhuo raised his eyebrows and looked at her: What you said and what you did are not the same thing.

The short-haired guy on the opposite side snorted when he saw this: "It attracts bees and butterflies."

His voice was loud and everyone in the restaurant could hear it clearly.

Before Lin Zhuo and the others could say anything, Qiu Yue pinched her nose with one hand and fanned her face with the other hand: "Where did this lemon spirit come from? Your breath is stinking me!"