Ajun left these words and went upstairs without looking back. As the door upstairs slammed shut, Sister-in-law Feng came over with a large drawer of steamed buns.

Zhou Xiaoxing was a little sleepy. His eyes were half closed and half open. He smelled the mixed aroma of several kinds of steamed buns. He opened his eyes with a pop, rubbed his hands back and forth, and his mouth was very big and muddy.

It feels like I haven’t eaten steamed buns in several days.

But no, although he couldn't be said to have been hungry for several days, he had been walking up and down all day, and it was true that he had no food in his stomach. He just drank the tonic abalone and chicken soup, and he really couldn't digest it.
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"Here, don't call me again if you have nothing to do." When Ajun was away, Aunt Feng's true colors were revealed.

But it doesn’t matter, as long as there are steamed buns, Zhou Xiaoxing can tell through the lid that there are at least three kinds of steamed buns, barbecued pork buns, custard buns, and crab roe buns.

He suppressed his excitement for the delicious food and ignored Sister Feng's displeasure. He just hoped that she would leave quickly. Zhou Xiaoxing couldn't stretch out if someone was around. Besides, with her staring like this, Zhou Xiaoxing would definitely not be able to let go.
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To put it bluntly, you are still soft-spoken.

Zhou Xiaoxing kept staring at the buns in front of him. When the footsteps behind him got farther and farther, he suddenly opened the lid.

It’s so hot, or freshly steamed. The life of rich people is different.

Look at the pleats, the softness of the dough, the curvature of the opening, and the fresh fragrance. It looks like it’s freshly made. The life of a powerful person is really comfortable, and they enjoy the best every moment.

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Zhou Xiaoxing curled his lips and shook his head. He actually felt that he longed for this kind of life. He couldn't be so superficial and bought him off with just a few buns. It was disappointing.

The next second my stomach will protest. What’s wrong with superficiality? Nobility can be eaten as food.

Zhou Xiaoxing closed his eyes and picked up a bun casually. He said it was accidental, but in fact it was intentional. He stared at the crystal clear crab roe bun for a long time. When he was in Shanghai in his last life, he liked the crab roe bun the most.

It's so delicious. It's comparable to the local ones in Shanghai. No, it's a step up. It must be the work of Shanghai's top pastry chef.

After eating the crab roe buns, his stomach no longer ruminated. Zhou Xiaoxing opened his eyes with satisfaction and started to move on to the barbecued pork buns, which were still very good. Then he continued with the custard buns, the salted egg yolk buns were really amazing.

As soon as these three expected buns were taken away, Zhou Xiaoxing's belly bulged slightly and he was mostly full. There was still one guy left who was neither a bun nor a steamed bun. Zhou Xiaoxing rolled his tongue and started eating.

Wow, why is it so hard? What the hell is it? Zhou Xiaoxing couldn’t bite it and spit it out directly. What kind of level is this? What a big failure.

"Boss, come here and take a look at your steamed buns..."

Late at night, no one replied, only Zhou Xiaoxing's voice echoed in the room.

Zhou Xiaoxing suddenly laughed, this was at Wei Sheng's house, not at the bun shop.

I don’t know how Xingzai is doing now. He also likes to eat barbecued pork buns the most. What’s worse, he just finished it all at once and didn’t leave any for Xingzai. Zhou Xiaoxing took out the cigar in the bag and thought, what if he was caught?

Come on, Xingzi must be extremely anxious. Even if the delicious food is in front of him, he can't eat it.

Thinking about it this way, I am really a bastard. Nothing can be compared, and comparison causes pain.

Isn't it true that he can't eat anymore? Forget it, Zhou Xiaoxing looked at the classical clock on the wall. It was already two o'clock in the night. According to Brother Jun, there are still two hours before he sets off to rescue the boss. Now he wants to

Why are there so many? It’s sensational and self-motivating.

If all this works, Zhou Xiaoxing can cry to death in the room. If Zhou Xiaoxing can save Xingzai by crying to death, then he will definitely do so.

After Zhou Xiaoxing completed his self-psychological construction, he picked up the lighter that Ajun had thrown head first from the sofa, picked up the cigar with his index finger, and lit it.

He didn't smoke either. He just watched the cigar burn and smelled the smell of tobacco. He slowly calmed down and closed his eyes with interest.

Zhou Xiaoxing sat on the sofa and fell asleep like this.

There has been a man standing upstairs, who looked extraordinarily tall against the backdrop of the dark night. He was holding on to the stairs with one hand and reaching into his arms with the other hand, touching the pistol. He had just gone to the hospital and asked Wei Sheng for instructions on tonight's actions.

Wei Sheng agreed calmly. Tonight's operation had originally been planned a week ago, but Wei Sheng had one more request. He wanted to see Hong Yi's head after the operation.

Wei Dong became murderous. This was the second time after five years that he wanted to kill someone.

The underworld is different from the young and Dangerous guys on the street. The former is disciplined and hierarchical, just like a listed company. There are rules about what should be done, what shouldn't be done, and when to do it. Wei Sheng clearly wants Hong Yi to do it this time.

Fate, it was Hong Yi who touched Wei Sheng’s cake.

You’ve already been bullied at your door, so why do you want to save face?

Ajun is the best knife in Wei Sheng's hand. Such a high-level task must be done by Ajun. So even if Hong Yi doesn't capture Zhou Xiaoxing's boss, he will definitely die tonight. As for saving Xingzai, that is a matter of convenience.

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How to do something that is easy and beautiful is a thorny issue for Arjun right now.

Bullets have no eyes, and in the midst of a firefight, if that star boy was accidentally hit, what would it be?

When Ajun was upset, he walked out of the room and went to the corridor to look at Zhou Xiaoxing. He also wanted to know if this stupid Zhou Xiaoxing really wanted to eat steamed buns at the moment. Watching people eat was one of Ajun's pastimes.

Besides, people's hearts are at odds with each other, and they know people but not their hearts. Ajun still doubts Zhou Xiaoxing.

Zhou Xiaoxing actually fell asleep while sitting. After a while, she started snoring. She was so upset.

Zhou Xiaoxing is not heartless, but he is too sleepy. He hasn’t closed his eyes all day. There are things going on everywhere and he is just tired.

The moment Ajun lowered his head, he saw Zhou Xiaoxing sleeping with his mouth open, his eyes flickered, and he had an idea.

He took away his hand on the stair railing, walked to Wei Sheng's room, opened the closet, found a set of clothes that suited Wei Sheng's dress, picked it up and returned to his room.

After setting the alarm clock, he lay heavily on the bed and started to look for Duke Zhou.

The night was getting deeper and deeper. Except for the guards who were still patrolling outside, the villa was quiet. Zhou Xiaoxing woke up several times because his sleeping position was too uncomfortable.

It’s half past three in the night.

"Zhou Xiaoxing, get up, we're leaving." A horseman slapped Zhou Xiaoxing's face, and with Ajun's voice, Zhou Xiaoxing woke up.

"Brother Jun, it's time to leave. Great, let's go." Zhou Xiaoxing rubbed her eyes and talked in a daze, not noticing that there were cars outside the room.

Ajun waved his hand, and another horseman came over carrying some clothes.

"Put it on." Arjun didn't explain much this time and said with an order.

Zhou Xiaoxing felt a little strange, how could he now be bossing around as if he was his pawn, even though he was speaking in a coherent manner before?

He didn't intend to go into details. He just put it on and saved the boss. He and Arjun had nothing to do with each other. Why did he care so much about his attitude?

"Why don't you ask?" Seeing Zhou Xiaoxing being so quiet, Ah Jun asked tentatively while he was putting on his coat.

Really, are all the people in the underworld so boring? Why did he start to care again if he wasn't cold at first?

Zhou Xiaoxing was still pulling up his sleeves. When he heard Ajun's unprovoked question, he felt nothing in his heart and didn't want to answer it. However, the other horses looked at him and were too embarrassed to say anything.

"Oh, then why?"
Chapter completed!