NOVEL WEB Chapter 17 Here we go again
The spacious apartment has a wall of wine cabinets, and next to it is a bar for chatting and drinking. There are also two high stools facing each other on both sides of the bar.
Zhu Fu Jingguang placed the prepared snacks on the bar, then divided the cake into two pieces. He turned around holding the porcelain plate and said, "You seem to be lactose intolerant. Is it okay to eat cake?"
"Okay." Tang Muqing smiled, sitting on a high stool and waiting for his drinking companion to take a seat.
He stretched out his hand to pour the newly opened wine into the glass, staring down at the thin layer of water droplets gradually appearing on the wall of the glass with ice cubes.
"You seem to like drinking a lot?" Zhu Fu Jingguang put the small spoon in Tang Muqing's hand and said casually, "You seem to have a drink every day before going to bed."
Hearing this, Tang Muqing raised his eyes and watched Zhu Fu Jingguang gradually stop smiling, staring at the man sitting opposite without saying a word.
In the long silence, Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his eyebrows in confusion, looking like an ordinary assistant with a harmless expression, "What's wrong?"
Is this the wrong question to choose?
Or... maybe there was something wrong with the wine?
But why does the observation and protection mission around Tang Muqing feel like walking on thin ice as an undercover agent in an organization?
The heart seemed to be suspended by a thin thread. The smile in the other person's light brown eyes completely disappeared. Without that gentle and annoying smile, Tang Muqing could see clearly that he really looked like a member of the Tang Mu family. Master of the house.
After a while, Tang Muqing sighed softly, stretched out his hand to hold the wine glass and touched it lightly on the wine glass in front of Zhu Fu Jingguang, saying in a slight voice, "Mr. Ohara really makes me sad. He doesn't answer my questions but comes to ask me." .”
The golden light flashed away, and Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his eyebrows a little, and followed Tang Muqing's movements to look at the opponent's wrist.
However, for a man in his early twenties, perhaps due to his frail body, his wrist bones were so slender that they could be crushed with force.
At this time, there were two thin golden things wrapped around that wrist.
Small beads made of gold were strung together and wrapped twice around the wrist, as if...
A rich man’s prayer beads?
No, rich people don't necessarily use gold, that is...
The prayer beads of the nouveau riche.
A trace of confusion flashed in Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes. After regaining consciousness, he looked at Tang Muqing, "Which question...is it about the rosin on my body?"
"I thought Mr. Obara had forgotten it." Tang Muqing smiled, raised his head and drank a little of the wine in the glass, then continued to pour it, "If Mr. Obara can play music, would I be honored to listen to it?"
Hearing this, Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't help but smile.
He raised his glass and drank, and said helplessly: "I only know a little bit of bass."
"Oh...but it seems that rosin is not needed for the maintenance of the bass..." Tang Muqing murmured in a low voice, holding his chin and looking at the other person, "But it doesn't matter, I don't mind no matter what kind of instrument it is."
Zhu Fu Jingguang's heart moved slightly, and he looked at Tang Muqing's bent eyes in trance.
It is true that there is no need for rosin, and there is no piano in the bag he is carrying today. Rosin is placed in the bag to protect gun parts.
There was nothing wrong with Tang Muqing's question, but undercover agents would always think too much and try to draft every possibility in their minds.
"But it's possible that I heard it wrong. My younger brother is studying violin." Tang Muqing seemed to have put his question behind him again, with a gentle arc under his eyes, "Mr. Ohara answered my question. , then I can also give Mr. Obara an answer."
Having said this, Tang Muqing lowered his eyes and looked at the wine in his hand, and said with a chuckle: "I like drinking, what kind of prodigal son doesn't like to drink and drink?"
You worked so hard before time travel, what happened to your fortune now?
This is what he deserves two hundred times!
Zhu Fu Jingguang came back to his senses and nodded with a smile, "But you still have to pay attention to your health."
I like drinking, no problem.
Perhaps because he was also a member of Codename, he always felt that Tang Muqing was uneasy about drinking, but he, Fu Jingguang, couldn't think of anything that was a bit inconsistent.
"Bang bang bang-"
There was a knock on the door suddenly. Tang Muqing glanced at Zhu Fu Jingguang, walked to the entrance in slippers and opened the door.
The wind blowing outside dispersed the smell of alcohol in the room. Tang Muqing lowered his eyes and looked at the two figures who appeared in front of him, feeling desolate and speechless.
The little boy with a stinky face was rubbing the back of his head, and the little girl with innocent and kind eyes was folding his hands in front of him.
Here it comes again, the imperfect God of Death comes to kill him again.
"Hello, brother Tang Mu."
The girl bent her eyes and smiled, her big eyes full of light, "Xinyi and I just went to the amusement park and bought some snacks. I remembered that brother Tang Mu lived nearby, so we stopped by. I shouldn't have disturbed him, right? "
Tang Muqing had a gentle smile on his face, bent down slightly and touched Xiaolan's head, and said softly: "Didn't the elders send you here?"
"The traffic in Tokyo is still very safe!" The young man standing nearby said with a smile. He glanced at the room and hesitated: "Brother Tang Mu seems to have a guest?"
There were two pairs of shoes on the floor mat at the door. The heels had different wear marks, so they must have been worn by two people.
There were only leather shoes but no slippers, which meant that the slippers had been worn and should still be in the house at this moment.
"She's my new assistant." Tang Muqing smiled, opened the door and bent down to find two pairs of brand new slippers, "Come in, I just happened to buy a cake today and I can't finish it."
The man sitting next to the bar stood up, looked at the two young guests with a gentle smile, and nodded slightly, "I am Mr. Tang Mu's personal assistant, Rin Ohara."
"Hello, Mr. Ohara." Xiaolan bent down with a gentle smile, took the slippers and put them on before thanking Tang Muqing, "I was afraid that Shinichi and I would disturb brother Tang Muqing when we came over, but..."
Having said this, Xiaolan handed the exquisitely wrapped box to Tang Muqing with clean and innocent eyes, "This is the gift we brought."
"Good boy, thank you." Tang Muqing smiled with his eyes bent, and then touched the head of the little boy next to him.
Zhu Fu Jingguang had already cut the cake, poured the juice and put it on the tea table. He took the box from Tang Muqing's hand and then said softly: "These two..."
"The daughter of the concubine's lawyer and the little girl's childhood sweetheart." Tang Muqing returned to sit on the sofa with his glass of wine in hand, and touched his phone to look for the driver's phone number.
He and Zhu Fu Jingguang had already been drinking and could not drive. It was already seven o'clock, and two children aged thirteen or fourteen could not stay at the house of an unfamiliar man at will, so...
Find a driver and take it back.
We must not be harmed by the god of death during the growth period!