"Wangcai!"

Ling Hu Shuo glared at Wangcai, full of anger and didn't know where to go.

Seeing that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, Hu Shuo didn't care about what to say about prosperity, and ran to the bathroom to fetch water to extinguish the fire.

was originally a good birthday party, but because of a sudden episode, it turned out to be a firefighting act...

Twenty minutes later.

"Ah, it's finally done. ”

Ling Hushuo slumped on the sofa and looked around at the smoke-blackened wall, shook his head helplessly and said, "Come on, find someone to paint the wall again tomorrow."

Wangcai knew that he had caused a big mess, so he cleverly found a place to hide and never show up again.

Bai Ji sighed boredly: "Is the birthday party over, if it's over, then I'll go to rest." ”

Ling Hu Shuoguang listened to the second half of the sentence and said in surprise: "Hey, don't you sleep during the day and be active at night? Why are you sleepy at night now?" ”

Bai Ji rolled her eyes: "I've been learning to cook for the past two days, and I haven't rested at all during the day, okay?" Now I'm going to catch up on sleep, hurry up, bye-bye." ”

Seeing that Bai Ji was going back to the room, Xiao Yu immediately waved his hand to Ling Hushuo: "I'm also back to the room, happy birthday." ”

Ling Hu Shuoqiang squeezed out a smile and nodded, looking at this messy birthday party... Oh, it's so happy.

The birthday party can be said to be over at the beginning, and if you want to talk about the worst birthday in more than 20 years, this time it should be the first place.

......

Early the next morning, as soon as Ling Hushuo opened his eyes, he found someone to paint the wall.

After days of brushing the wall, the smell at home was very great, so that Hu Shuo had nowhere to go, and finally found a way to order a few pots of flowers and plants from the Internet and put them in the living room.

"The wall hasn't dried yet, Wangcai, stay away from it!"

Linghu Shuo was warning Wangcai when the doorbell rang suddenly.

"Who?"

Ling Hushuo walked towards the door, praying that he would not be the landlord, and Wangcai saw that Ling Hushuo had gone to the door, so he took the time to secretly lick the freshly painted wall.

In just three seconds, Wangcai went from looking full of anticipation to a look of disgust.

"Phew, this wall-painted yogurt doesn't taste good at all. ”

For Wangcai, who is uncomfortable after not doing it for a while, this is all a basic operation, don't panic.

The doorbell rang continuously, and Ling Hushuo hurriedly opened the door.

"Uh... Uncle, you're here. ”

'If you're worried about something happening, then it's more likely to happen', well, damn Murphy's Law came into effect.

"Ah, here, here, Xiao Qi, you seem to be recovering well. ”

In the middle of summer, the landlord was still dressed very tightly, and I don't know if he was guarding against Linghushuo's so-called rabies.

Ling Hushuo took a half beat to realize what the landlord meant, nodded with a hard smile, and then turned his head to glance at the house.

The walls of the living room had been repainted in the morning, and although they weren't completely dry and smelly, they were always able to get over the clichés, right?

As for the sofa and the bedroom door, the sofa has been covered with a sofa cover, and the landlord will never see anything if he doesn't open it, as for the bedroom door... It's hard here, the bedroom door Ling Hushuo hasn't had time to deal with it yet.

"Ah, yes. Ling Hushuo forced a smile and nodded, "Uncle Zhao, do you want to go in and sit?"

The landlord glanced into the room and immediately frowned: "It smells so big in the house, what are you doing?" ”

Ling Hushuo said as unchanged as possible: "I see that the wall is a little yellow, so I found someone to repaint it, can you come in and have a look?"

After saying this, Hu Shuo really wanted to slap his mouth, and said in his heart: I have nothing to do with this stubble, for fear that Uncle Zhao will not be able to see that his house has suffered several catastrophes?

Uncle Zhao nodded his head, and just as he was about to say something, the mobile phone on his body suddenly rang.

As soon as he looked at the caller ID, Uncle Zhao hurriedly pressed and connected: "Hey, Lao Jia, you are looking for me, do you want me to rehearse that dance......?"

Ling Hushuo was really stunned when he heard this, and said secretly: An old lady on the left is an old lady again, Uncle Zhao's emotional life is really rich, and it is worth learning from my younger generation!

Senior single dog - Ling Hushuo.

"Okay, okay, I'll go over now, bye-bye. ”

Uncle Zhao hung up the phone, and without saying a word to Ling Hushuo, his body began to turn to the elevator.

"Xiao Qi, I have something to do today, so I'll leave first, and I'll come back to you another day to talk to you about something. ”

Ling Hushuo is well versed in the "art of war" of 'the enemy advances and I retreat, and the enemy retreats and I advance', and when he saw that Uncle Zhao was leaving, he immediately became enthusiastic and grabbed Uncle Zhao's arm.

"It's rare to come here, uncle, it's not too late for you to go into the house to drink saliva and leave!"

Uncle Zhao pulled his arm back with all his might, and at the same time waved his hand vigorously with a smiling face.

"No, no, I really have something urgent, Xiao Qi, go back to the house quickly. ”

"No matter how anxious you are, you can't go into the house to drink saliva, you see you're sweating on your head. ”

"You... I'm not thirsty, you let me go!"

Uncle Zhao was anxious and incoherent, and struggled to shake his arm to get rid of Ling Hushuo, and then went straight to the elevator without looking back.

Ling Hushuo looked at Uncle Zhao's extremely anxious back and really smiled and didn't speak, thinking: If I keep holding on to it and not letting go, will this old man have to find a stick to pick me?

(Uncle Zhao: "You are a bachelor with no future, don't hinder me from pursuing love!")

Ling Hu Shuo closed the door with a happy smile, thinking that Uncle Zhao should not come if he had something to do in the past two days, so he went back to the sofa to make up for sleep.

While Bai Ji and Xiao Gli were resting, Ling Hushuo also made up for sleep, and the sudden silence at home made Wangcai feel uncomfortable.

"I know to sleep all day long, these people are really a waste of time, huh!"

Wangcai played with himself for a while, and after a while, he felt a little disgusted inexplicably.

"Gross... The smell of home is terrible. Speaking of the bad smell, Wangcai suddenly had an idea: "I'll cover it up with my smell!"

Wangcai glanced at Ling Hushuo, and saw that Linghu Shuo's sleeping Zhengxiang had no time to take care of it, so he immediately shook his head and walked to the few pots of flowers and plants that Ling Hushuo had just bought.

"Hehehehe, which pot of rain and dew will I give you first?

After clicking it again, Wangcai finally set his sights on a pot of thorny cacti.

"Seeing that you are not convinced, I will come from you first!"

Wangcai began to "grace the rain and dew", and at the same time, the cactus seemed to sway slightly twice.

"Whoa......

The sound of the water reached Ling Hushuo's ears, making Ling Hushuo have some hazy consciousness in his sleep.

"Voice, sound, water from the pool is flowing out?"

Just when Ling Hushuo was wondering what kind of sound this was, a sudden howl like killing a pig made Ling Hushuo completely sober up.

(End of chapter)