Although this was what he was thinking, his eyes still involuntarily glanced at the glass door behind him. The frosted glass door reflected a petite figure who was rubbing her hair with both hands. Her figure was curvaceous and curvaceous. Du Kang swallowed hard at the sight of it. After making a great decision, he retracted his gaze and turned his head to the other side.
Du Kang suddenly felt that his upper lip was wet. He wiped it with his hand and looked again. Only then did he realize that his nose was bleeding!
"Xiao Pang, are you still there?
Why aren't you talking? "Weiwei asked with her head tilted as she rubbed her arms with the bath sand.
Outside the door, Du Kang, who was looking up and plugging his nose with his fingers, had no choice but to answer in a muffled voice, "Nothing. Hey, Sister Chu, the person who rushed down before you just now wasn't Ran Jing, was it?"
"Yeah, it was Ran Jing. What happened to her?"
Weiwei's answer made Du Kang suddenly feel that something bad was going to happen. He slapped his thigh and rushed downstairs as fast as he could, only to find that there was no one there!
"Oh no!"
When Du Kang found Ran Jing, there were only two empty plastic bags left in front of her. The meat buns, porridge, and stir-fried vegetables were long gone.
Ran Jing looked at Du Kang walking towards her with a sullen face. She actually had the nerve to smile. Her little face was dark, and when she smiled, she showed her little white teeth. This made Du Kang burst into laughter. He asked Ran Jing snappily, "Are you full?
If it's not enough, I can make more for you. "
Ran Jing touched her little belly that didn't have any excess fat. She tilted her head and thought for a while. Then, she said to Du Kang very seriously, "I'm almost 80% full, but I can still eat a little more."
Dizzy, Du Kang almost fell to the ground. He looked at Ran Jing as if he was looking at an alien creature. "My goodness, that was a meal for three people. One person is only 80% full. This little belly can eat too much. Is it a four-dimensional stomach?"
Du Kang returned to the kitchen with black lines on his forehead. He happened to see Weiwei, who had changed into a new leather coat, squatting in the kitchen to clean up.
The black tight leather coat outlined the curves of Weiwei's curvaceous body. She squatted with her back to the door. Her round and taut figure was like a small moon, very attractive.
Du Kang felt his heart pounding. "Namo, the merciful and merciful Guanyin Bodhisattva!"
He murmured the name of Guanyin in his heart and suppressed the desire of holding Weiwei in his arms.
"Sister Chu, you go and rest. I'll take care of this."
Du Kang walked to the side of the stove and picked up the big spoon that was upside down on the ground. He looked up and saw Weiwei's little face. Her little face that had just been washed was now black and white again. She looked like a little tabby cat.
"Pfft, Sister Chu, you go out and wait for the meal. Leave this to me. It'll be quick."
Du Kang pushed Weiwei to the living room to watch a soap opera. He took out an apron from the kitchen closet and put it on. After a simple cleaning, he was barely able to cook.
He took a lot of ingredients from the store. Anyway, this store belonged to Lao Wang. He didn't need to pay, so it would be a waste if he didn't take them. Soon, the unique aroma of food floated out of the kitchen. After washing herself, Weiwei sat at the table and waited. The black-faced Ran Jing also crept over. He raised a finger to signal Weiwei not to talk and slipped into the bathroom. Then, the sound of running water was heard.
"Come on, it's time to eat!"
Du Kang came out of the kitchen with tomato scrambled eggs in his left hand and Moo Shu pork in his right hand. He put them in front of Weiwei and went back to take out a big pot of steaming white rice. He put it on the table and said, "Sister Chu, wait a minute. I'll get the bowl."
When Du Kang came out of the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks, he saw that the dishes on the table were clean and the plates were so clean that they could be seen. Slightly rubbing her stomach with her small hand, she was leaning back in the chair with satisfaction. When she saw Du Kang come out, she smiled a little embarrassedly.
Du Kang was speechless. He muttered in his heart, "What kind of people have I raised?
They can eat so much, and they ate so clean. They didn't leave a single grain of rice for me! "
"Xiao Pang, here you go!" Weiwei suddenly turned her hand and took out a round thing from behind and threw it to Du Kang.
He caught it in his hand and found it was a rice ball, which was about the size of an apple. Weiwei used cucumber slices and fungus to form a human's facial features, eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth. It looked quite interesting.
"Eat it. I specially made it."
Weiwei stared at Du Kang expectantly. She watched Du Kang take a bite and asked carefully, "How does it taste?"
Du Kang chewed twice and gave a thumbs up to Weiwei. He stuffed the rest of the rice ball into his mouth in two or three bites. With food in his stomach, his mood was much better. Du Kang casually wiped his hands on his body and sat down next to Weiwei, waiting for Ran Jing.
It didn't take long for Ran Jing to clean herself up and come out of the bathroom. She was wearing a khaki half-sleeved dress. Her hair was wet and loose, and a swallowtail butterfly hairpin was pinned to the side of her forehead. She looked very delicate, like the misty rain in Jiangnan, gentle and moving.
Although Ran Jing was beautiful, Du Kang's attention was focused on her clothes. He scratched the back of his head and turned to ask Weiwei, "Sister Chu, I remember that you didn't bring anything when you came. Where did you get your clothes?"
"Do you want to know?"
Weiwei asked Du Kang with a smile. Seeing Du Kang nod, she stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Du Kang's eyes, "Do you see this?"
"Bracelet?"
Du Kang found that Weiwei was wearing a dark golden bracelet with a coiled dragon on her wrist. It was small and exquisite, and if he looked carefully, he would find that this coiled dragon bracelet contained a very special texture, which was unpredictable.
"Yes, this is it."
Weiwei said as she took off the bracelet and gave it to Du Kang, "Feel it with your Divine Sense and you will understand."
Du Kang followed the method recorded in the booklet and put a trace of Divine Sense into the bracelet. At first, there was no reaction. After trying three times, when Du Kang put his Divine Sense into the bracelet again for the fourth time, it was dark at first, and then suddenly it became bright. There was a narrow space in front of him, about the size of a bedroom. There were a lot of things stacked on top of each other, and the smoke-blackened leather coat was thrown in the corner.
"Damn, Space Bracelet, there really is such a thing. I thought it was made up in a novel." Du Kang shouted as soon as his Divine Sense withdrew from the space inside the bracelet.
Weiwei curled her lips, "Look at you, you don't look like you have seen the world. Don't tell others that you are with me in the future. I can't afford to lose that person."
"No, Sister Chu, this space problem is a field that even contemporary scientists can't solve. It is only involved in theory, but you actually have a finished product. It is incredible, incredible."
Du Kang held the coiled dragon bracelet in his hand and looked at it over and over again. He was like a child holding his favorite toy, and his eyes were shining.
Weiwei stretched out her hand and hooked it. Although Du Kang was reluctant, he still put the bracelet in Weiwei's hand. He rubbed his big hands and asked Weiwei, "I say, Sister Chu, when will you get me one?"
"Well …" Weiwei touched her chin with her finger, tilted her head, and said, "Today is different from the past. The environment of the world has changed, and many things can no longer be reproduced. This kind of space type divine material is even more difficult to find."
When Du Kang heard the meaning behind Weiwei's words, he became listless, "Sister Chu, you mean there is no more, right?"
"Well, it's not that there is no more. Say something nice, and I will think about it." Weiwei stared at Du Kang with a smirk.
"Really?!" Du Kang jumped up from the stool.
"Xiao Pang, don't listen to Weiwei's nonsense."
Ran Jing, who was at the side, held her chin and said, "Your sea of consciousness itself is a space type Dharma Artifact. It's just that your sea of consciousness can only hide things with spirit qi, but a Dharma Artifact forged from a space type divine material can store anything."
"Jing Jing, shut up!"
Weiwei glared fiercely at Ran Jing, then turned to Du Kang and said, "Xiao Pang, didn't Jing Jing say that the sea of consciousness can only store things with spirit qi? This world is big, and there are many good things, but there are not many things with spirit qi, and most of them are dharma treasures. Big sister's Coiling Dragon Bracelet is different."
Du Kang touched the tip of his nose with his finger and looked at Weiwei meaningfully. "Sister Chu, I want to ask you a question. Since your Coiling Dragon Bracelet is so convenient, why did you carry a small makeup box earlier?
Also, I don't remember you having this bracelet before. "
"Well …" Weiwei smiled a bit embarrassedly. "You know, my magic power is half wasted, but I had a fortuitous encounter this time and recovered some of my divine abilities. So, this thing can be used."
"Is that so?"
Ran Jing snickered. While Weiwei wasn't paying attention, she snatched the Coiling Dragon Bracelet, turned it over in her hand, and looked at it. She dodged to the side to avoid Weiwei, then brought the bracelet to her nose and sniffed it twice. Suddenly, she pressed her small hand on Weiwei's chest and shook the bracelet.
"Weiwei, you refined this yourself, right? It has the same origin as you, and it has your scent. Let me guess … it's your scales, am I right?"
"Who … who said that?!"
Obviously, Ran Jing had hit the nail on the head. Weiwei's big eyes darted around, and she looked flustered. Her figure flashed, and she appeared behind Ran Jing out of nowhere. She snatched the Coiling Dragon Bracelet back, pouted her small mouth, and put it on her hand angrily.
Ran Jing giggled and put her arms around Weiwei's shoulders. She shook it and begged, "Alright, Weiwei, you have a lot of scales on your body. Why don't you pluck another one and make one for me?"
Weiwei turned her head and looked at Ran Jing seriously. She looked up and down, which made Ran Jing's hair stand on end. She looked down at herself and muttered, "Weiwei, what are you looking at?"
"I'm looking at which part of you is good-looking?" Weiwei teased. She raised her hand and knocked on Ran Jing's head. It hurt so much that Ran Jing let out a yelp.
Chatting, laughing, and fooling around, Du Kang and the other two finally had their fill. The shop's door downstairs was broken, and they just had to call someone over to reinstall it. All of this was taken care of by the Old Zhao that Ran Jing mentioned.
"Hey, Jing Jing, I say, where did this Old Zhao come from? He's so resourceful. Not even ten minutes after I called, he came."
Weiwei lightly patted the newly installed tempered glass door. It was frosted with dark patterns, and it was of a high class.
Du Kang leaned against the door with his arms crossed. He nodded in agreement and said, "That's right, and he's a rich man. According to my professional eyes when I was working part-time, these two doors cost at least five or six thousand yuan."
"F * ck, Jing Jing, you got a sugar daddy!"
Even though Weiwei was a 1500-year-old demon, she was still a female. Her burning gossipy soul couldn't be restrained. Her little nose twitched, and she pulled on Ran Jing's arm with a naughty smile. "I think I smell the smell of adultery. Don't you think so, Xiao Pang?"
"Yeah, I've caught a cold recently, so I can't smell anything."
Du Kang rubbed his nose and wisely chose not to respond. He knew that Ran Jing couldn't do anything to Weiwei, but if she wanted to take care of him, it would be a piece of cake.
"Jing Jing, who is this Old Zhao?" Weiwei persistently asked.
Ran Jing pursed her lips and said, "Weiwei, it's not like you haven't met Old Zhao. He's Zhao Liwei. We spent time together on the mountain."
"Zhao Liwei?
We spent time together … "Weiwei tilted her little head and tried to recall the past. Suddenly, she slapped her forehead." Are you talking about that fat guy? That Zhao Liwei who's 1.9 meters tall and weighs more than 160 kilograms? "
"That's him. He's now the deputy chief of the county police station. He has a bright future ahead of him."
Ran Jing said. At the same time, her phone rang. She picked it up and saw that it was Zhao Liwei on the screen.
Ran Jing put a finger to her lips, signaling Weiwei and Du Kang not to speak. Then, she picked up the phone and hung up after a few sounds.
After learning that the man who supported Ran Jing behind her was Zhao Liwei, Weiwei immediately lost interest. She put an arm around Ran Jing's shoulder and asked lazily, "What did Old Zhao call you for?"
"What could it be? I told him that you're here, so he insisted on treating us to a meal. He said that he'll drive over to pick us up and let us prepare first. What do you think? Do you want to go?" Ran Jing turned her head and asked Weiwei.
As soon as Weiwei heard that they were going to eat, her two big eyes lit up. She was so happy that she almost jumped three times on the spot. She rubbed her small hands and said, "I'll go!
Why not?
Treating us to a meal is such a good thing. Don't you think so, Xiao Pang? "
"This … Sister Chu," Du Kang frowned slightly and said with some embarrassment, "You're old friends are having a party. How about I stay here and look after the store, just in case something happens?"
"Something?
What kind of accident can happen? "
Weiwei jumped in front of Du Kang and said with her little cheeks puffed up, "Besides, if something really happens and you stay in the store alone, what will you do?
I'm not worried enough. "