The night is cold, dotted with a few stars, and the surrounding houses are dimly lit.

In the backyard of Qinqi Foot Therapy, on the roof of the kitchen, Jiang Cong and Yuan Wei sat in the light and shadow, silent to each other.

As the sky gradually deepened, people began to come to the foot massage, but it was relatively sporadic and most of them were curious to ask once, and then they would retreat.

But no matter what, the two of them would be very unsightly to sit there again, and Yuan Wei was not used to that kind of atmosphere.

In fact, more importantly, Yuan Wei's mobile phone always rings, and whenever he looks through the text messages and replies, the aura exuded by the whole person is very gloomy, which attracts Wang Mei, who is sitting here, to glance at it frequently.

So the two of them hid in the backyard and the picture was clean.

The night here is very cold, Jiang Cong is used to it, and Yuan Wei doesn't seem to care.

The two of them sat here, as if they were both immersed in their own world.

From time to time, Yuan Wei's mobile phone would ring, piercing the silent air, and then his face would be dimmed in the bright light of the screen, and his body exuded a cold atmosphere, colder than the night wind.

After that, it fell silent again.

I don't know how long it took, but another bell rang, and it lasted for a long time.

When he was still in his hometown, Jiang Cong used Yuan Wei's mobile phone, and he was no stranger to this ringtone.

"Won't you take it?" he asked cautiously.

Yuan Wei held the mobile phone and was silent all the time, not answering the phone, but not replying.

Jiang Cong was silent, suddenly thought of something, beat himself hard in his heart, got up and walked to the side of the bungalow, climbed down the kitchen along the iron ladder fixed to the wall, and then left the backyard.

Halfway through that corridor, he heard Yuan Wei's suppressed roar: "What do you want me to ......?"

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When it was almost ten o'clock, Peng Qiao finally took time out and came to the foot massage.

Jiang Cong's eyes moved away from the clock in the bar, looked at Peng Qiao who was walking towards him, and reminded: "Xiaowei is in the backyard, Xiaoyanzi is too difficult, his mood should be very gloomy at this time, you should be careful when you go over, don't bump into it hard." ”

Peng Qiao knocked on the bar, and after a deep sigh, asked, "Can they break it completely this time?"

Jiang Cong shrugged his shoulders and didn't speak for a while, but after a while, he suddenly smacked his lips and said with emotion: "I think it's enough to choke, otherwise why would you keep texting back and answering the phone and arguing." ”

"It's really troublesome to fall in love!" Peng Qiao sighed, and his eyes really welled up with fear.

"Look at your beauty, you stink. Jiang Cong glanced at Peng Qiao, and said sarcastically in an endless mocking tone.

"Jumping up and down yin and yang, don't you think it's boring?" Peng Qiao was speechless, rolled his eyes at the sky, and said angrily.

"Tsk. Jiang Cong shook his head and didn't continue.

"Okay, I'm too lazy to talk to you, let's go explore the way first, lest the two sides fight when the male witches ask later. Peng Qiao smiled and walked to the backyard.

Jiang Cong thought about it, felt a little uneasy, raised his eyes to look outside the door, and felt that for a while, no one should come, so he hurriedly ran out of the bar and chased him into the backyard.

In the backyard, Yuan Wei was still sitting high in the kitchen, and it was windy at this time, and he was not too cold.

"Aren't you cold?" Peng Qiao asked with his shoulders clenched, as if he was cold.

"It's fine. Yuan Wei's mood seemed to ease, and he turned to look at them.

"Go and sit in the drawing-room, it's warm, and it's going to be off work later, and the witch may ask some nonsense. Peng Qiao said.

"Hmm. Yuan Wei agreed, then got up and climbed down the iron ladder.

Jiang Cong was surprised in his heart, quickly turned around and ran back to the living room, and sat behind the bar.

Fortunately, in this little absence of time, no one intervened sideways, and some minor troubles were avoided.

After a while, Peng Qiao and Yuan Wei also entered the living room and sat on the sofa.

After a while, Wang Mei and Wang Li walked out of the small private room one after another with a foot bath.

After bringing the foot bath to the backyard for processing, the two washed their hands and went back to the house, Wang Li ran to the massage room, and Wang Mei sat down at the bar again, and drove Jiang Cong to sit on the sofa.

After a while, the guests in the house came out, these are two middle-aged young women, one is slightly fat, the other is in good shape, but their faces are difficult to describe, it doesn't seem to be ugly to say it's ugly, it's just blind to say it's good-looking.

At the bar, they turned to look at the three teenagers on the sofa, very unscrupulous.

After noticing the gazes of the two, Jiang Cong quickly lowered his head, and his slightly long hair hung down, covering his face.

Peng Qiao and Yuan Wei are immune to such a gaze, the former has been in contact with more here, and his face has been trained, and the latter depends on his own appearance, and he has long been accustomed to the amazement of others.

After settling the money, the two young women seemed to hesitate, looked at each other and slowly walked to the door, and when they pushed the door, they looked at it again, then shook their heads in disappointment, and then pushed the door and walked out.

"It's really shameless!" After the guests left for more than ten seconds, Wang Mei suddenly snorted softly.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Cong immediately raised his head and asked.

"It's your business!" Wang Mei said unceremoniously.

Peng Qiao chuckled lightly on the side, Jiang Cong immediately glanced at him, Yuan Wei shook his head and fell back, giving way to the space passage.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then the old witch pushed the door in, and when she saw Yuan Wei sitting on the sofa, there was a flash of light in her eyes, and she smiled enthusiastically: "You are Yuan Wei, you are really a talent." ”

The old witch didn't come alone, the old witch man followed closely behind her, and he didn't know what he thought, so he suddenly said coldly: "Your hair is too long, tomorrow I will cut my hair short with Jiang Cong." ”

Yuan Wei was about to stand up, but his butt was off the sofa, and after hearing the old witch man's words, he seemed to just want to move his buttocks, and without hesitation, he sat back directly.

The old witch glanced at the old witch man very unhappily, and said in a round field: "That's the case, we are a regular place, pay attention to appearance, your hair is indeed quite long, out of place." ”

"Oh. Yuan Wei nodded perfunctorily, his tone seemed very indifferent, he was in a bad mood, but he finally calmed down a little, and was picked up again all of a sudden.

Peng Qiao's mood is also very bad, even worse than the night Jiang Cong came, did you take the wrong medicine or something, and provoked you to put on such a face.

He stood up, looked at the old witch man, his expression was serious, his voice was cold, and he asked very puzzledly: "Brother Qi, did I provoke you or what?" My friend comes here, every time you do this, who are you doing it for?"

The old witch man's eyes narrowed, and just when he was about to say something, the old witch took a step sideways and stopped in front of the old witch man, she looked at Peng Qiao and smiled: "No, no, it's just a matter of facts, and you know the rules." ”

Speaking of this, she turned to look at the old witch man, her eyes were full of annoyance, and she pretended to be cold: "Can you change your stinky temper, don't talk if you can't speak, and offend people!"

Then she turned around again, looked at Yuan Weijiao and said with a smile: "Yuan Wei, don't take what happened just now to heart, your chess brother is such a broken character, he can't speak at all, you take care of it." ”

"It's okay, in fact, I often say the wrong thing, if you say something wrong or do something wrong, please take care of it. Yuan Wei stood up, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, nodded and smiled.

At that moment, the two of them smiled and greeted, and a polite remark came and went, just like playing Tai Chi.

Peng Qiao and Jiang Cong were speechless, Wang Mei sat behind the bar, her eyes wide and she looked curiously, and Wang Li, who came later, seemed to be stunned by this scene, and the old witch man had a blue face, and had already pushed the door back to the massage room.