Trafford’s Trading Club

Rocciu knows.

In life, many embarrassing things happen, even to close relatives.

He was very observant, so it was easy to tell from the look on Ziling's face what she currently had in mind.

The prevalence of male hormonal surpluses due to adolescence and the sexual bias resulting from exposure to a large amount of filthy information in society are also due to the lack of motherhood from childhood followed by a psychological preference for older women… etc.

However, with Lochu's knowledge of Ren Ziling, so many ideas will eventually come to only one conclusion.

“It's my fault… I didn't even notice these.” Ren Ziling took a deep breath in the airway: “Leave me alone, think about it. ”

Ren Ziling suddenly closed the door.

There's a door between them, and time passes.

The door opened again, only Ren Ziling looked seriously and said, "Rochu, I think we need to have a good talk. Listen, this is not a shame for men, and we need to be optimistic about this. ”

I knew it would be like this.

Lo Qiu had the urge to cover his face, and the thousand words eventually just converged into two words, spitting gently out of his mouth, "Go to sleep. ”

“What...”

Ren Ziling only felt a strong and tired appearance, making her eyelids too heavy to open. Between the turns, however, it was already next to the door of the room, slowly sliding on the ground and falling asleep.

Luo Qiu reached out his finger, Ren Ziling's body suspended from the ground and then floated back to the bed. He looked at Ren Ziling, who went directly to sleep, with some difficulty.

Shaking his head, the space next to Lochu suddenly twisted slightly, and the next second, the doll with the perfect face had walked out of this twist.

“Master, may I help you? ”

"Yu Night," said Rochu. "You could hypnotize her and make her forget about the little memories, right? ”

Unight looked around the room and nodded: “Yes. But if human beings suddenly have a memory gap, it raises doubts, and it is best to fill the gap in the middle with something fictional. ”

Lochu thought for a while, "Well, ‘I didn't see Lochu when I got home, but I was so tired that I didn't even take a bath, I just fell asleep in bed." ”

“Understood.”

Unight walked to Ren Ziling, reached out his hand and pressed Ren Ziling's forehead, then lowered his head to say something softly in her ear.

Soon after, Unight stood up, “Master, when she wakes up tomorrow, she'll only remember what you just said. ”

Rochu relieved herself, “Well... thank you very much. You go back first. ”

When I heard the order, Yu did not stay much, and walked out of wherever, walked in from wherever, disappeared.

Lo Qiu finally looked Ren Ziling in the eye and flew over the sheets at random. He covered her, then gently closed the door and went back to his room.

Sleepiness was not too strong. Lochu turned on his computer and landed on his account. He was found to have posted two answers to his question.

Number one: Are these the only words? Is there a whole picture or something? Because similar fonts appear in the ancient part of the text, it is difficult to tell which kind of text it is without further reference.

Article 2: Possibly Coptic, which is a late product of the development of the ancient Egyptian language. I'm not sure, however, and it would be better to have more references.

Lochu thought about it, and from the original photograph, he cut off a few other words. However, this interception is a segment of a similar sentence and the most complete and clear sentence that can be found in the photograph.

After putting it on, Rochu waited for a while, didn't reply, turned off his computer, laid on his bed with his phone, thought it might be Coptic, and started searching with his phone.

“In the third century AD there was a great deal of Greek literature in Coptic, especially Christian scripture What the hell? ”

Luo Qiu suddenly felt tired, looked at it, didn't have many thoughts, also fell asleep in the past.

……

When I woke up the next day, I heard movement in the kitchen.

I found Ren Ziling very full of spirit making breakfast in the kitchen. Toasted bread, fried eggs and ham chips, as well as a saint fruit salad for nutritional balance.

Should be... Haven't had Ren Ziling's breakfast in a long time?

“Rochu? Wake up!” Ren Ziling walked out of the kitchen in an apron and had two glasses of milk in her hand. "Today, for some reason, the spirit was special, and she woke up early! Often my craftsmanship! ”

“… what craftsmanship does it take to toast and fry eggs? ”

Ren Ziling glanced at him and knocked his hand on Rochu's forehead. “Don't talk nonsense. Do you want to eat? ”

Rocciu shrugged his shoulders and began painting the toast with butter.

Ren Ziling bit the bread, and also waited for Rochu to ask: "I said, boy, have you done anything bad lately? Feeling a little late? Normally, you come home early, so you feel like you deserve to spend the rest of your life alone. ”

I've been used to this woman's 'bad words against each other' for a long time, and Lochu doesn't feel much, and I've been thinking about saying, "I've been working lately. If nothing happens, you should be late at night. ”

“Didn't you say you were traveling twice before?” Ren Ziling is obviously not a fool.

"'Work,' said Lochu. ”

“ …… ”

Ren Ziling's phone rang this time, she had to stop talking. After answering the phone, her expression changed slightly, and she hurriedly picked it up. “The question was kept. Something was going on in the newspaper and I had to rush out. ”

In fact, Luo Qiu has always admired Ziling for her personality in doing what she says she does.

Now, for example, as he rushed into the room to change his clothes, combed his hair and jumped on his shoes to get the keys, the wind rushed out the door and rushed back, grabbed the bread that Rochu was going to eat with butter and bit him in the mouth and rushed out the door.

“I'll talk to you later about working! ”

When the door closes again, don't be too busy giving orders.

Rochu sighed and finally had a quiet breakfast. He bites the bread and tries to watch the morning news, but he sees a file bag somewhere in the TV cabinet.

The phone rang.

“Hello, Rochu? Didn't you see a file bag with circles?? ”

“Put it on the TV cabinet. “

“Good! Come on! My baby, listen, will you send the files to my office for me? I'm in a hurry. I'm on my way! I can't come back! Can you drive in front? ”

With the thundering horn roaring, Ren Ziling continued: “Good boy! I'll introduce you to your girlfriend some other time after the delivery... Hello? Son of a bitch, hang up on me? Fuck you, can you drive in front or not!! You're upsetting me. You look great! Die, old driver!!! ”

Ren Ziling stepped on the throttle and the dark red MINI—CLUBMAN rode dust on the road.