At ten o'clock in the evening, Qin Zheng went home.

When he entered the house, he didn't even take off his clothes, but looked at the hole in the morning.

As for the result –

Qin Zheng's face was expressionless, and he didn't even twist his eyebrows.

I saw that the wall that had broken a hole in the morning, and now the hole is indeed gone, but there is an additional wooden door about one person high.

And it's still a door locked on Jian Jia's side, which means that Jian Jia decides whether the door is open or closed.

"Yo, Captain Qin, you're back, I'm looking for you. ”

At this time, Jian Jia was passing through the door, from her house to his.

"What's the matter?"

Qin Zheng looked at the door, and then at Jian Jia, who passed through the door, his voice was heavy.

"Tell you, I fixed my wall. Jian Jia replied.

Qin Zheng heard the words but did not speak.

He turned his head to the door that had been opened, and looked at Jian Jia's gaze and obviously asked: This is what you call building a wall?

Jian Jia followed Qin Zheng's gaze towards the door, and then smiled with big white teeth.

"Captain Qin, let me tell you, I asked someone to repair the wall during the day, but the man said that the wall was not good-looking, so it was better to open it directly and make a door. ”

Jian Jia began to 'explain' to Qin Zheng with a smile.

"I hesitated for a moment and wanted to make a call to ask you if I saw you, but I just took out my phone and found that there was no phone number from you. ”

Then I thought about it again and thought it would be nice to have a wall open to a door, so that we could come and go freely in each other's homes and promote a good neighborhood. ”

"Captain Qin, do you think I'm doing the right thing?" Jian Jia finally asked Qin Zheng with a smile.

"You don't have my phone?"

Qin Zheng didn't answer Jian Jia's words whether they were right or not, and only asked Jian Jia this.

"That's right, Captain Qin, you didn't tell me, how do I know. Jian Jia replied innocently after Qin Zheng's words.

"You even found the address of my house. ”

Qin Zheng said in a deep voice.

She even found out the address of his house, and everyone moved next door to her house, and even said that she didn't know his phone number?

"Oh, yes, Captain Qin, if you don't say it, I forgot it. ”

After Qin Zheng's words were finished, Jian Jia clapped her hands and said with a 'sudden realization', smiling and revealing her white teeth again.

“15129、”

After that, she began to report the number, as if she wanted to report Qin Zheng's phone number.

But Qin Zheng didn't even look at Jian Jia, he turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

Because he used to live alone, he had to habitually undress while walking.

But in the end, he suddenly stopped, because he suddenly remembered Jian Jia who was still standing behind him.

So he just pinched the hand under the hem of the military liner for a moment, and then turned his head to look at Jian Jia:

"Not yet?"

"Return, return, this is back. Jian Jia replied after Qin Zheng's words.

But she felt a little regretful in her heart, originally she thought she could take a look at Qin Zheng's abdominal muscles.

As a soldier, Jian Jia was sure that Qin Zheng must have eight-pack abs.

"Captain Qin, I'll go back first, see you tomorrow. ”

After Jian Jia finished answering, she turned around and walked back, waving to Qin Zheng as she walked.

Qin Zheng naturally ignored it.

He saw that Jian Jia had already walked to the door between the two of them, and went directly into the bathroom wearing a military shirt, and soon the sound of rushing water sounded in the bathroom.

On the other side, Jian Jia collapsed on the sofa in the living room after returning home, and took out a photo album from under the sofa pillow.

In the album are the photos that Chen Yu found when she helped her check Qin Zheng's information, she printed them out one by one and made them into an album.

Jian Jia opened the first page of the album, and on it was a photo of Qin Zheng standing up straight with his hands behind his back.

Next to the photo, a few large words are written:

Bubble Qin Zheng eighteen style!