Chapter 73 Jackson in Love

Love is indeed a magical thing.

Jackson, who was usually silent and cared about his words, actually spent the next ten minutes talking about at least sixty of the advantages he had discovered that the landlady possessed. I was speechless.

To be honest, apart from being domineering and strong, I have never seen the third advantage of the boss lady.

Perhaps beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

"She is so perfect," Jackson said intoxicatedly. Suddenly, he turned to me and asked, "Do you think so?"

I was stunned for a moment, then said seriously: "Well, yes, I completely agree with what you said."

My experience in my previous life tells me that for people with a sultry type, you should go along with them as much as possible, and don’t try to be disobedient. Once you make them anxious, you will definitely not get any good results.

In order for my beautiful life to be sustainable, I had no choice but to ignore my conscience and accept whatever he said.

When Jackson saw that I agreed with his words, he thought that I had similar aesthetic views to him, and instantly classified me as a soulmate. Even the way he looked at me changed.

I had to repeatedly signal to the passers-by: Well, I’m not gay. You don’t need to look at me like that. Hey, hey, especially you, that fox man, don’t think you have small eyes. I can no longer feel your contempt for me. Believe it or not, I will swell your face and let you act as a 'Monkey Sai Lei'!

Although I kept explaining to the people around me that there was no impure male-to-male relationship with the man next to me who looked as strong as a hippopotamus, everything seemed to be in vain. I could deeply feel that in the eyes of the people around me From time to time, he shot out a very meaningful look, as well as the lingering contempt.

Seeing that the explanation was in vain, I had no choice but to give up and keep talking, because the way Jackson looked at me seemed to be even more ambiguous...

"Um, brother, can you stop looking at me like that?" I shuddered and said, "It's very scary."

"Xiao Yi."

Jackson suddenly spoke, but his voice suddenly became gloomy and dull.

"?"

An exclamation point suddenly popped up in my mind, what happened to him?

Although I don’t know exactly what he wants to tell me, from the look on his face, it’s not going to be a good thing.

Sure enough, Jackson suddenly became resentful. He turned to me and said quietly: "Xiao Yi, do you think she is already married?"

puff.

I almost spit on his face.

Please, please use your brain. With the boss lady’s figure, would any man dare to marry her?

Oh, sorry, I forgot, you were planning to marry her.

I apologized to him silently in my heart and comforted him: "Don't worry, the boss lady is not married yet."

"you sure?"

Jackson turned around and asked. Judging from his expression and tone, he seemed to have serious distrust of me.

Damn it, since you don’t trust me, why don’t you just ask?

I cursed in my heart, but I had to show a positive look on my face, nodded repeatedly, and said, "I'm sure the boss lady is definitely not married."

"How did you know?"

Jackson asked me suspiciously.

Judging from his expression, he seemed to regard me as an imaginary enemy.

Then, he denied it himself, and his tone instantly softened: "Oh, I forgot, her niece is your wife."

Suddenly, he became excited again, uneasy, and said to himself: "If this happens, won't I become Xiaoyi's uncle?"

"Hey, hey, you haven't even written your horoscope yet, so don't be so optimistic, okay?"

Although I have no objection to Jackson being my uncle, I still feel a little awkward.

"Xiaoyi!"

Jackson's tone became serious again.

"what happened again?"

I don't understand.

"Tell me." He looked a little worried: "Are there many people like me who secretly admire her?"

puff!

I almost spit out a mouthful of blood five feet away.

You just regarded me as an imaginary enemy, and now you regard some fictitious people as imaginary enemies. Will you treat all the men in the world as imaginary enemies later?

If he continues at this pace, it won't take him just one night to treat all life forms on the Zephyr Continent, regardless of race, gender, life or death, as his imaginary enemies.

No, as a brother, I will never let such an appalling thing happen!

"What about that, Jackson?"

I whispered.

"Call uncle."

"Uncle, ah!"

I spit in frustration and said, "Stop thinking blindly. The boss's wife is not married, and no one is pursuing the boss's wife. Do you understand?"

"Ah. Ah, how did you know?"

Jackson's brain short-circuited again.

"Her niece is my wife, how could I not know that!"

After hearing this, Jackson smiled and nodded repeatedly: "You are right, Xiaoyi, you are absolutely right."

Seeing that Jackson seemed to be about to say something else, I was afraid of his resentful expression and the question that seemed like he was missing a chord, so I hurriedly said: "Well, since you are thinking about the landlady so much, why don't we go into the cafe and stay for a while? It just so happens that if you have any questions, you can ask her directly."

"is this okay?"

Jackson was equivocal and hesitant.

"Go ahead, go ahead," I urged: "Some things can only be understood after you ask them."

"Besides," I pushed him toward the cafe, and continued as I walked: "There are many private questions. If you want to ask me, you might as well ask her directly, don't you think?"

Jackson was pushed forward by me, and as if he was a little puzzled, he asked me: "Private question?"

"Yes." I put my arm around his shoulders and said, "Private questions, such as her interests, hobbies, what type of men she likes, etc. Do you understand?"

Jackson nodded in understanding at first, then suddenly thought clearly in his elm head, slapped me on the back, and said excitedly: "You're right, why didn't I think of that!"

"Because you are stupid," I said to myself with a grin on my face, rubbing my sore back from his slap.

The cafe at night is much more lively than during the day. The difference from the day is that the customers during the day come here to taste the unique coffee in Airui City, while the guests at night come here to drink as much as they can. A glass of malt liquor can help you get over your alcohol addiction and relieve the stress and fatigue accumulated throughout the day.

Compared to the busy maids and loudly joking customers, the landlady seemed unusually quiet.

There was a smile on her face, but her expression looked nostalgic and lonely, as if the people in front of her were not strangers drinking wine, but old friends for many years, and they were not talking about bragging, but the joys of the past.

The single rabbit is roaring, lazing, and roaring!