Chapter 14, Starting from the First Time Zero Enters the House

Zhuo thought about it, but couldn't figure it out.

Anyway, it is impossible to seduce him. Although the process is very similar, for example: first attract his attention by finding something to do, then launch a sugar-coated bullet, stun him with money, let Zhuo lose himself in the power of money, and finally become a dog for the rich woman...

Zhuo was still sober and thought he was not so shameless.

If you don’t understand, you just don’t want to think about it.

He always lay down in a proper posture.

Zhuo put his thoughts aside, but it was only about a second, and Ling was still waiting for his reply.

The other party has said so much and is determined to apologize to him. If he refuses to accept it, the matter will become unresolved.

Simply: "I understand... I don't need anything else, I'll just take the sofa."

Zhuo pointed at the massage sofa and gave his answer.

Hearing that Zhuo finally agreed to apologize, Ling didn't react much... Well, she didn't react at all. She just nodded slightly and said "hmm" as a response.

Since Zhuo accepted the gift, he was not the kind of person to be shy, so he stopped pretending and walked over in two steps, circling around the massage sofa which was full of technology.

Wow, it looks really cool and you can tell at a glance that it is not cheap. It is much better than those displayed in shopping malls and subway stations. It is completely in a different league.

I don't know how much this thing costs.

I touched it with my hand and found that the outer metal structure seemed to be some kind of awesome alloy, with a very low temperature and very smooth.

The interior is made of various kinds of leather, maybe real leather, but I can't tell it by looking at it.

It's probably leather, right?

Who is Su Enxi? How could leather be included in her shopping cart? You are looking down on my half-sister!
Zhuo had to admit that this gift really touched his heart. Even if he was given a computer with the highest configuration in the world, he would not be so satisfied.

He had long been tired of playing games of this era, so there was no computer at home.

The massage sofa is different. You can lie on it and browse your phone, which is so comfortable.

Zhuo was so happy that the corners of his mouth almost stretched to his ears.

"Do you need me to help you move in?"

The clear voice woke Zhuo up.

He almost shivered and fell to the ground. He didn't expect that Ling hadn't left yet.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't expect you hadn't left yet, Mr. Romanov." Zhuo turned around shamefully and saw Ling still standing at the door with a calm face.

It seemed that during this moment of madness, she didn't move at all.

"Yeah," Ling nodded calmly, then asked again: "Do you need me to help you move in?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuo was stunned for a moment and looked up and down at the girl who was less than 1.6 meters tall and very slender.

question mark.

"You... help me? Move in?" Zhuo paused three times.

But as soon as the words came out of her mouth, Zhuo reacted and realized that Ling really meant it literally. She thought she couldn't move it.

"Yeah." Ling nodded slightly, without any explanation or comfort.

She just felt that she couldn't move it.

Zhuo pondered for a moment: "..." If it were someone else, he might show off for the sake of the man's face, but I'm sorry, he really felt that he couldn't move it.

This big guy doesn't look light at first glance, probably weighing over a hundred kilograms.

"Then thank you for your help, Mr. Romanov." Zhuo bowed again and accepted the other party's suggestion.

"Ah."

Ling responded, turned his head and looked from the door to the house, then turned back to look at him and asked, "Shoes."

Zhuo looked down at her shoes, white flat shoes, about size 33, which were considered small and exquisite even among girls.

"The shoes are very nice." Zero: "..."

"I mean, I need to change into a pair of indoor shoes."

"...Oh oh." Zhuo suddenly realized that he was being too sentimental again.

To move the sofa into the house, you must go inside, and the floors in Zhuo's house are covered with tatami, so you have to change into indoor slippers when you enter the house.

Zhuo hurried over, took out a pair of disposable slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them at her feet.

"I'm sorry, the family didn't prepare in advance."

Zhuo spoke diplomatic words.

Ling just took a look, then bent down without any delay, took off the little white shoes on his feet, and changed into the disposable slippers prepared by Zhuo.

She remained in a half-squatting position, with one foot placed on the other foot which was still wearing a shoe, and then hooked up the slippers and put them on.

Then repeat this action again.

Zhuo's judgment was correct. Ling's feet were indeed small, and they looked even more delicate in the black shoes and socks. If he was a pervert with a foot fetish, he would not be able to sleep tonight after seeing this scene.

Then Ling stood up, walked to the back of the sofa, stretched out his slender arms, hugged the armrests on both sides of the sofa, and lifted the sofa up in one go.

Brave man!

Zhuo sighed inwardly.

This is not surprising. Uesugi Eri can even pick up a Lamborghini weighing several tons and throw it out like a sandbag. Even if Zero cannot compare with the little monster in this regard, he should have no problem moving a sofa.

Otherwise, how did she carry this thing up here?

"Please come in~"

Zhuo didn't just stand there, he pushed the door aside and locked it, then walked into the house first to lead the way.

Ling followed behind carrying the sofa. From Zhuo's perspective, her figure could not be seen. Her small body was almost completely hidden by the sofa, with only her golden hair occasionally exposed by the wind and her small hands with distinct joints barely holding the two ends, indicating that the sofa was not moving by itself, but that there was a little person behind the sofa exerting force.

It’s not that Zhuo didn’t go to help, but he left Ling, a girl, to move this thing alone.

It's like an adult is moving bricks, and a primary school student comes up and says, "Uncle, let me help you move!" Do you think this is helping you or hindering you?
So Zhuo didn't do anything unnecessary. He just led the way in front and kicked the clothes on the floor to the side to make room for Ling.

"Here, here. Just put it here."

Zhuo pointed to the corner and gave instructions.

This feeling of déjà vu was so familiar that he felt as if he was directing movers.

It's just that the people moving things look too young, which always feels weird.

"Okay." Zero's voice came from behind the sofa.

I don’t know how Ling determined the direction. Her whole face was behind the sofa, but she found the place to wash her fingers accurately.

The sofa slowly landed between her walls.

When it touched the ground, Zhuo was prepared for a loud bang, but there was no sound.

Ling put it down very gently without damaging the floor. He handled it with great care and was doing it very seriously.

It was not an easy task for Ling to move this massage sofa. Even though she had half dragon blood in her body, she was still a little girl whose height just reached her chin.

Zhuo saw her arms trembling slightly when she put down the sofa.

His knuckles also turned white from the force.

After putting down the sofa, she just breathed twice and turned to look at Zhuo.

A bare, slender, tender, girlish arm hung limply, sunk in the folds of her light blue undress.

At this moment, Zhuo seemed to understand why so many people in school liked Ling, who always had a cold face.

(End of this chapter)