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Chapter 18
His hands covered the back of the person in his arms, and through the thin layer of fabric, one could even imagine the soft warmth of the skin.
"I"
In the middle of Jin Chuan's jargon, Jing Shutong, who only wanted to hug him briefly, had already withdrawn and left.
He was still carrying his small suitcase in his hand. He walked around the man in front of him in a familiar manner, and walked into the starship.
Inside, George and Arthur, who were standing next to the starship passage, looked the same and paid attention to the warrior who hugged his marshal without saying a word and then decisively let go.
I still remember the face of one of them. George introduced him last time. His name seemed to be Johnson?
He raised his free hand and waved, wanting to say hello, but it was held by the unsatisfied man behind him.
Jin Chuanxing thought to himself as he unconsciously circled the wrist in his palm. It was so thin.
"What's wrong?" Jing Shutong, who had his wrist grabbed, turned to ask him.
"I miss you too."
After Jin Chuanxing finished what he wanted to say, he leaned over and hugged this young man who always flirted with him without knowing it.
¡°Compared to the other party¡¯s limited efforts, he hugged her much harder, and his slightly larger body than the other party allowed him to almost completely encircle the person in his arms.
George: No way.
Arthur:? ? ? Is this child an adult? !
Jing Shutong: "I understand."
After being let go, his cheeks were flushed unnaturally and he was suffocated.
Jin Chuanxing was in a better mood. He took Shutong's suitcase and held Shutong's soft and tender hand with his other hand.
Passing by the subordinate who installed the sculpture next to him, he reluctantly stopped and said, "This is Johnson. You saw him last time. The other one is Arthur."
The two straightened up their expressions to say hello to Jing Shutong. As soon as they opened their mouths, the person in front of them was already taken away by the stingy marshal.
Very angry.
Jing Shutong was led to the living area of ??the starship.
His room was naturally arranged next to Jin Chuanxing, which was the second largest in the entire starship. However, both the size and layout were far inferior to those of civilian ships dedicated to service, not to mention the usual room where Jing Shu lived with him. All are top-notch.
This is a starship disguised as a warship. No matter how disguised it is, it cannot change the fact that it is essentially a warship.
Jin Chuanxing had already made his attitude clear when he decided to use such a starship to pick up people. He was slowly revealing his identity to Jing Shutong.
Jing Shutong obviously understood it very well.
It seems that George is a soldier and can use warships. His military rank should not be low.
Then he thanked him, took his things and closed the door.
It¡¯s closed.
Jin Chuanxing raised his eyebrows.
The closed door reflected his tall and handsome figure. He looked at it intently for a long time and nodded with self-confirmation. He was still handsome.
It requires seven space jumps from Herola to Star Hanar, which takes about a day and a half. Of course, Jing Shutong needs to spend a night on the starship.
That night, Jing Qingyu came home after working overtime, and the only person who greeted him was David, the robot butler.
Jing Qingyu handled several urgent cases that consumed his energy today, and his brows looked tired. He took a bottle of cyanide liquid and drank it to replenish his strength.
"Xiaobao is asleep?"
He said that he planned to go upstairs to take a look.
If the baby still kicks the quilt like he did when he was a child, he can cover the baby. If the baby is afraid of sleeping alone, he can sleep with him.
David replied: "Qingyu, Xiaobao is out."
Jing Qingyu knew about this. Xiaobao told him before going out, but he hasn't come back yet?
He stopped, frowned and looked at the dark sky outside the house, "Xiaobao hasn't come back yet?"
"No."
Jing Qingyu suddenly felt something was wrong, so he sent a message to his assistant, and when the call was connected, he asked coldly: "Did the anchor I asked you to follow live broadcast today?"
Because he was too busy with work, it was impossible to stay in the live broadcast room all the time, so he specially hired an assistant to take charge of this matter.
The female assistant received a message from the president late at night, and she was very excited. Her voice was soft and soft, and she replied: "No, president."
"The anchor took a day off today and said he was going on a date." the female assistant said.
Having spent some time with the president, she knows what can attract his attention.
&nbsWith a nervous look on his face, he could even leisurely take Jing Shutong to visit the black market.
The black market is quite in line with Jing Shutong¡¯s conjecture. There are decent stores and street stalls set up by retail investors. Because it has formed a local ¡°characteristic¡± industry, it is basically a big fanfare.
Since he walked into this area, there has been a faint fragrance that draws Jing Shutong forward. Compared with other bland and ordinary smells, this fragrance is simply too strong to be ignored.
But it was a little different from what I smelled when I last met George.
Jing Shutong couldn¡¯t tell the difference, so he dragged George to a stall.
Jin Chuanxing waited patiently for Shutong to bargain with the stall owner, and talked in a low voice with Arthur who came to report.
Arthur lowered his voice and said: "Marshal, that man is still following."
He was talking about the person who had been following them since they got off the starship. The person did not hide his behavior and was easily discovered by Jin Chuanxing and his party.
I chased them but couldn¡¯t catch them, chased them but couldn¡¯t drive them away, they were stuck to them everywhere like a dog-skin plaster.
Arthur really couldn¡¯t guess what the other person wanted to do, but the only thing he was sure of was that this person didn¡¯t seem to have any ill intentions toward them.
Jin Chuanxing nodded lightly, "Just keep an eye on it and don't worry about it."
Arthur had no choice but to continue staring in frustration. The man stared at them, and they in turn stared at each other.
"George, I've bought it!" Jing Shutong called to him, holding up a stone in his hand. The stall owner on the side looked like you were taking advantage of it.
Jin Chuanxing looked carefully.
The stone is about half the size of an adult's fist, irregular oval in shape, and greenish gray.
"How many interstellar coins?"
"Five hundred." Jing Shutong stretched out a hand.
He immediately laughed, "Yes, I made a profit. If I feel right, there should be a living creature inside."
The stall owner looked down, "Okay, there's no need to pretend now."
Why was he deceived into selling it? If he had known earlier, it would have cost more than this if it was thrown into the stone betting area! That's alive!
Jing Shutong was very happy to take advantage of it. It was such a small thing that made him greedy. He raised the ugly stone in front of his eyes.
??Suddenly I really want to eat it.
"Let's go back." Jin Chuanxing said.
"Okay." Jing Shutong nodded after being interrupted, put away the stone with regret, and then put his hand into the man's hand.
Jin Chuanxing took Jing Shutong back to the hotel where he stayed.
Two days passed quickly, and it came to the day when Hainar No. 1 Auction House opened its doors.
This afternoon, Jing Shutong and George packed up and prepared to go out. When they walked to the door of the hotel, they saw an unexpected person.
Even a pair of regular clothes can't hide the other person's proud figure.
"Leina!" Jing Shutong shouted in surprise. He thought of something and immediately asked, "My brother is here?!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com