Chapter 829 Finale 8
Zhou Jing didn't want to care at first, but when he thought of the pitiful look Peng Fei gave the proprietress, he let go of the door frame and took a step to follow.
"I'm with you."
The inn was close to an uninhabited area, and many of the guests came for her. If something really happened, there would be no need to find a place to dump the body.
Quan Jiu had already reached the stairs and did not refuse when he heard this:
"It's a little dark, watch your step."
The two of them opened the door of the inn and walked around to the small iron shed at the back, which was close to the scenic area. The location of the inn was already remote and desolate. The night wind was chilly and blew across Quan Jiu's clothes and long skirt.
The small shed was surrounded by blue iron sheets on all sides, like a sealed container. After unlocking the door, the large porcelain vat opposite the stove was filled with water.
Quan Jiu pressed the light switch on the wall, and the warm yellow light came on, and explained.
“There are frequent power outages in this area, so a generator is placed next to it.”
Zhou Jing stood on her left and did not close the kitchen door.
The woman scooped water from the large porcelain jar into the pot and boiled it. She had a very small frame, and when she bent down to scoop water, her movement was inconvenient, and the cloak on her left shoulder accidentally slipped off, revealing a small part of her fair shoulder.
The other party also noticed this. He held the ladle and casually pulled the cloak up with his other hand. The loose cloak did not return to its original position. The white shoulders were half-exposed, and a few scattered hairs fell on the collarbone. He exuded a casual laziness.
He rubbed his thumb with the tip of his index finger, inexplicably wanting to smoke a cigarette. When he found that there was no cigarette box in his coat pocket, he took his hand out of his pocket with an expressionless face. The movement was very coherent. To outsiders, it seemed more like his hands were cold and he put them in his pocket to warm them up.
Quan Jiu glanced at it indifferently, and suddenly took out a pack of cigarettes from the stove.
"Do you want to smoke?"
Zhou Jing: "I don't smoke women's cigarettes."
Quan Jiu: "It's not a lady's cigarette."
Zhou Jing then moved closer and found it was Huang Helou. He hesitated for a moment and reached out to take the cigarette box. At the moment of handing it over, their fingertips touched briefly.
Her fingertips were warm, and when he touched her hand, he seemed to be infected with her fragrance.
The blue natural gas on the stove was burning brightly. He brought the cigarette close to the fire, and the cigarette butt soon turned scarlet.
The smoke was thick, and Zhou Jing remembered something and looked back at her:
"Mind if I smoke here?"
Many smokers also dislike secondhand smoke.
Quan Jiu leaned his back against the kitchen counter and stood facing him: "As you wish."
Zhou Jing took two puffs of his cigarette and tapped his finger. "In the first round of Werewolf tonight, did you already know my cards?"
After struggling for a whole night, he finally asked.
He thought his hypothesis absurd, and the idea that it was true was even more absurd.
At the end of the first game, he took a look at her card, the Prophet. As long as she wanted, he would lose the first game. But she kept giving him the cards openly all the way.
Quan Jiu leaned against the kitchen counter like a boneless man, yawned lazily with his hands covering his lips, and said perfunctorily:
"Really? I'm not that prophetic."
After receiving a negative answer, Zhou Jing felt that something was confirmed.
The water in the pot boiled. Quan Jiu found a large bathtub and prepared to pour the hot water into it. She raised her hands to hold both sides of the pot. The excessive heat made her withdraw her hands suddenly and take a step back. At the same time, she felt a force pulling her arms back.
Zhou Jing looked at the billowing mist and knew that the pot was hot, but the woman picked it up without thinking.
After all, the person had followed him out, so he couldn't just stand by and watch him die. Just as he was about to pull the person back, he saw that the person in front had already retreated.
The distance between them was already close, so she took two steps back and retreated directly into Zhou Jing's arms.
Quan Jiu: “…”
Zhou Jing: “…”
The awkward thing was that he still had one hand on her arm, making it look like he was holding her in his arms.
Zhou Jing did not let go immediately. He lowered his eyes to look at her, then slowly let go.
"...How did you grow so big?"
After knowing that she was from the capital, he roughly guessed that she was a rich second-generation, but he didn't expect that she was so lacking in common sense. It seemed that she was a rich girl who had never touched water in her life.
Quan Jiu was obviously acting on purpose. She stood up straight and moved her back away from the man's strong chest.
The fragrance in his arms left with him. Zhou Jing lowered his eyes, touched the cigarette butt against the stone wall, a parabola flashed, and the cigarette fell steadily into the trash can.
The man naturally bent down and picked up the basin of water on the ground.
"Go back."
Quan Jiu: “Yeah.”
The two walked back, and just as they reached the second floor, they met Peng Fei and others who were out looking for someone.
Peng Fei: "Brother Jing, where are you going? I just knocked on the door, but no one answered."
The light was too dim, and he only noticed Quan Jiu behind Zhou Jing after he walked in.
"Madam Boss, you're here too?" He glanced at Zhou Jing and Quan Jiu, then belatedly asked, "Did you guys go out together?"
As soon as the question was asked, Xu Yuzan, who was standing in the corner, changed his expression.
Quan Jiu smiled and said, "It's a coincidence. Are you guys too hot? I just asked and I got a call right away."
Hearing that it was a chance encounter, Xu Yuzhan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As if to confirm what she said, the incandescent lamp flickered twice, and the bright light illuminated the dark corridor again.
Quan Jiu walked around Zhou Jing and went upstairs: "It's getting late, go back and rest."
………
At eight o'clock the next morning, the group came downstairs looking sleepy. They had chartered a van yesterday and planned to go to the Hoh Xil Nature Reserve today.
Han Xun and his sister were loading the filming equipment into the car. Peng Fei was reluctant to leave and leaned against the counter, chatting with Quan Jiu while drinking coffee.
"Madam, can you sell me two more of those oxygen tanks?"
Quan Jiu was playing a game and pointed to the payment QR code: "Two bottles for fifty."
Peng Fei quickly paid the bill and said, "We're not sure if we can come back tonight, Madam, please remember to leave the door open for us."
"It's not that troublesome." Han Xun passed by. "Add WeChat. If there's anything, just let me know in advance, right?"
Peng Fei's lips curled up, pleased with the tacit understanding between brothers.
Quan Jiu: "Okay."
Zhou Jing happened to pass by and saw Quan Jiu take out his mobile phone and add Peng Fei as a friend.
Peng Fei labeled her "the most beautiful boss lady": "By the way, boss lady, what's your name? I can note it down for you."
"Quanjiu."
Peng Fei: "Spring wine?"
A very fresh name.
Quanjiu: "The power of rights."
Peng Fei raised his eyebrows in surprise: "There are still people with the surname Quan these days?"
This surname is very domineering.
Han Xun and others were also surprised. Peng Fei looked at Zhou Jing walking around. In order to prove that he was not the only ignorant one, he decisively grabbed Zhou Jing.
"Brother Jing, have you heard of this surname?"
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