It's useless to think about it now. The first thing you do when you return to the rental house is to take a shower. You can't let the smell of Wang Qiuya's perfume stay on your body.
After taking a shower, I looked in the mirror and found that the muscle lines on my body were more obvious.
"Could it be a genetic mutation?" I put on a toned pose.
But Huang Li said that it was just an enhancement, not a genetic mutation.
At this time, I suddenly found three scratches on my neck: "This Wang Qiuya is really so cruel!"
I touched the wound, but fortunately it was not too deep.
"You have to find something to cover it, otherwise the secret will be exposed tomorrow!"
I was about to get a band-aid when I looked up and saw two round band-aids on the shelf.
I took a piece of smear, which was just enough to cover the red marks.
"Why is there a round band-aid in the bathroom? Who is injured?" While I was applying the scratches, I was secretly worried that it might be Xiaoyu who was injured.
Back to the room, I saw Xiaoyu sleeping soundly, not looking like anything was wrong. I felt relieved and lay down on the bed to rest.
The next day at breakfast, Su Yan suddenly stared at my neck: "Chen Hao, what's on your neck?"
"I accidentally scratched it, so I put a band-aid on it." I explained.
Su Yan suppressed a smile: "Have you ever seen a round band-aid?"
I took a bite of the bun and said, "I was just going to ask you, who bought such a special band-aid? Is someone injured?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Su Yan burst into laughter and almost spit out the soy milk.
"Is it so funny?" I looked at them inexplicably.
Xiao Yu bit her lip and glared at me. Han Mengyao's face was as red as a ripe apple, which made me even more confused.
"So this Band-Aid..." Before I could finish my words, Xiaoyu suddenly stuffed half of the bun into my mouth: "We're going to work!"
I chewed the bun and looked at the different expressions of the three girls, and suddenly realized that I might have asked a terrible question.
After breakfast, I took Han Mengyao to school on an electric bike.
On the way, Han Mengyao in the back seat suddenly said softly: "Brother Chen Hao, that band-aid you put on is mine."
I squeezed the brakes suddenly, and the tires made a slight sound on the road.
Because of inertia, Han Mengyao bumped into my back. When he turned to look at her, he found that the tips of her ears were red.
"Are you injured? Where is the injury?" I asked anxiously, my eyes searching her body unconsciously.
Han Mengyao lowered her head: "No... that's actually..." She swallowed the words as she reached her lips.
"It's not what? You should make it clear!" I hate half-sentence.
Han Mengyao then told the truth: "That... is not a band-aid, it is my breast patch... There are physical education classes in school these days..."
"Ah? Yes, I'm sorry! I didn't know it was yours!" This misunderstanding was huge.
"No...it doesn't matter...you...remember to change it to a real band-aid...I've used that one..." Han Mengyao reminded me.
Now I finally understand why Su Yan smiled so exaggeratedly just now.
After a while, the electric car stopped at the entrance of the Medical University. Just as Han Mengyao was about to get off the car, a familiar BMW suddenly came from the side and stopped in front of us.
The car window lowered, revealing Teacher Wang’s face wearing gold glasses.
The one who glanced at him with a strange look, but I pointed my chin at him arrogantly.
The BMW man snorted and drove away.
I turned sideways and whispered to Han Mengyao: "This man is just a beast. If he dares to harass you, tell me immediately."
Han Mengyao nodded vigorously: "Yes! I will be careful."
She added in a low voice: "Brother Chen Hao... you looked very handsome just now." After saying that, she ran into the school gate with a blushing face.
“This girl!” I shook my head and smiled, then turned the car around to buy Band-Aid.
Don't let your colleagues see this thing stuck on your neck, otherwise they will be laughed at to death.
After parking the car in front of the pharmacy, I reached out to take off the "Band-Aid" on my neck.
The strange thing is that it doesn't hurt at all when it's torn off. I looked carefully in the rearview mirror, and the three scratches disappeared without a trace.
"What the hell?" I rubbed my neck vigorously. The skin was as smooth as ever, not even a red mark was left.
I was obviously scratched by Wang Qiuya last night, but now it’s like nothing happened.
I pinched the round patch that still had body temperature: "Has my healing ability also become stronger?"
After throwing the band-aid into the trash can next to me, I went to deliver food as usual.
I don’t plan to tell Huang Li about this discovery for the time being, lest she be arrested for another experiment.
Having been running orders all morning, it went quite smoothly. Near noon, I unexpectedly received a call from Wang Qiuya.
"I vaguely remember that you showed up, now just confirm that it's you. Hang up!" Wang Qiuya was about to hang up the phone after saying this.
“Wait a minute, I have something to tell you!” I hurriedly called her.
"What's the matter?" Wang Qiuya asked coldly.
"Last night, when we were making out, I forgot to wear a condom."
"I know." Wang Qiuya hung up the phone after saying that.
Looking at the darkened screen: "What does this woman mean?"
I really can't guess what Wang Qiuya is thinking. But she had said before that she wanted to have a child, and even if she got pregnant, it would be just what she wanted.
It’s just that the contract we discussed before has not been signed yet, so after all, I am actually losing money!
Suddenly I felt a little hungry. I was about to go to Sister Wang’s Noodle House to eat a bowl of noodles, when a new order suddenly popped up in the rider’s background.
I glanced at it: "It's the dog licker who ordered it for the live broadcast proprietress again."
Now I can get a free lunch again.
When I came to the restaurant, I found that it was deserted and there were only a few customers.
The proprietress Xiaoyu was twisting her waist and dancing in front of the mobile phone holder in the center of the restaurant.
While waiting for the meal, I randomly clicked into her live broadcast room and found that there were more than 10,000 people online.
"So popular?" I remember that there were only one or two thousand viewers before, but now they have become big internet celebrities.
I looked at the charming back of the proprietress Xiaoyu and muttered to myself: "It's not unreasonable to be popular."
Not only is she beautiful, but also with the blessing of the restaurant proprietress's status, these LSPs are obsessed with them.
Having only watched it for a few minutes, there were already many big brothers in the live broadcast room frantically shopping for gifts.
Now this restaurant is more like her live broadcast venue, and the business has become a sideline.
Xiaoyu twists her waist in front of the camera and interacts with the audience from time to time, completely ignoring the real diners.
I sat in the corner and watched this realistic performance: "In today's society, no matter what industry, as long as you can seize the opportunity, you can make a lot of money."