Inside room 8513.

"Sister-in-law, you go to the back of the bed and listen, I'm guarding the bathroom. ”

As soon as Song Mei entered the room, she immediately rushed into the bathroom and pricked up her ears to listen to the sound next door. When you open a room, you usually have to take a shower first. Of course, it's possible to snap when you can't help but come in, after all, it's pulling and pulling in public.

Song Qian, Song Qian, it's really embarrassing! Song Mei sneered, eager to smash a big hole in the wall, drill into the next room, and directly pick up his brother and beat him.

Man, it's the most hateful thing to step on two boats or something, even if it's your own brother. Compared with catching Song Qian in bed, Cao Ning is more concerned about his sexual orientation.

"Does your brother really like women?"

Cao Ning asked clearly again.

"My brother doesn't like women, so he still likes men. Song Mei, who was listening to the movement next door, didn't put this question in her head, and blurted out an answer.

"That Zhao Jun, do you know Zhao Jun?"

The reason why Zhao Jun was asked, Cao Ning recalled that she first misunderstood Song Qian's sexual orientation because of Zhao Jun, who was with Song Qian, and the two of them seemed to be boyfriend and girlfriend.

"Ahh

Song Mei was originally standing on the edge of the bathtub, but when she heard the word "Zhao Jun", she didn't stand firm, and fell directly from the bathtub and fell her buttocks.

"Are you alright?"

Cao Ning hurriedly stepped forward to help Song Mei up. She didn't expect that if she asked someone simply, there would be so much movement.

"I didn't ...... It's okay. Song Mei got up in embarrassment and rubbed her buttocks, "What's wrong with that guy Zhao Jun?"

"Again?" Cao Ning was puzzled.

"Hmph!" Song Mei looked disdainful, "Listen to my brother, that guy can't control his crotch, and changing a woman is like changing clothes." I'm not afraid of getting sexually transmitted diseases. ”

"Poof—"

Cao Ning couldn't help but vomit blood, although he didn't have much contact with Zhao Jun, he felt that person was quite serious and serious, how could Song Mei talk about it like a lewd?

But one thing is very clear: Zhao Junnan likes women!

In this case, it is impossible for Song Qian and Zhao Jun to be friends. Song Qian's sexual orientation is also clear.

"Sister-in-law!" Song Mei suddenly interrupted Cao Ning's analysis, lowered her voice and said, "I heard movement next door!"

"Really?"

As soon as he heard that there was movement next door, although he didn't want to catch the rape in bed, driven by curiosity, Cao Ning still put his ear to the wall and listened with bated breath.

……

Inside room 8511.

Song Qian was curiously watching Yuan Zixin rummaging through the cabinets there, and he didn't know what she was looking for.

A stack of sticky notes, a pencil.

Yuan Zixin stared at the pencil for a while, her brows furrowed. Then I rummaged through the cabinets again, and I didn't find anything else.

Seeing Yuan Zixin start to write at the desk, Song Qian had already roughly guessed what it was.

Really!

"This is an IOU, 60,000 yuan, I borrowed it from you, and the interest is according to the bank's loan interest rate. Yuan Zixin handed Song Qian an IOU written with a pencil on hotel sticky note paper.

Song Qian did not refuse, took the "IOU" and looked at it quite seriously, and then said: "The interest is not needed, and I am not a lending." ”

"Do you think the interest is not enough? Then I'll rewrite it, and the monthly interest will be fine!"

Yuan Zixin suddenly snatched the IOU from Song Qian's hand, tore it off with a "stab", picked up the pen and paper and began to write again.

Seeing this, Song Qian was full of black lines. Could it be that there is something wrong with his own expression? Obviously, he said from the bottom of his heart that there is no need for interest, but why does Yuan Zixin think that the interest is not enough?

The best way to deal with an emotional woman is to be silent.

When Yuan Zixin handed the rewritten IOU marked "one cent per month" to Song Qian, Song Qian didn't say a word, folded the IOU and put it in his pocket.

So, it should be all right, right?

"Why don't you say a word?!"

it!

After Yuan Zixin asked this sentence, Song Qian knew that he was wrong! It was really wrong to say it, and it was wrong not to say it, so what did he say? What did he say about it?

"Is your mother's burns better?"

Song Qian began to shift the topic of his specialty.

Speaking of her mother, Yuan Zixin suddenly thought of the 5,000 yuan that she still had in her hand and didn't have time to go through the hospitalization procedures. It was strange that five thousand dollars were sold in one morning, and there was not much less of it. Moreover, yesterday in the hospital, my mother's attitude towards Song Qian also seemed strange.

Don't......

"Did you spend 5,000 yuan yesterday to buy something at a stall?"

Yuan Zixin didn't care about tactful or roundabout questions at the moment, and a sense of guilt and powerlessness filled her mind. She knew that she was completely at a disadvantage, and felt that she was being helped and chared by Song Qian. But her strong self-esteem forced her to refute everything Song Qian said and did.

Hearing this, Song Qian just wanted to slap himself hard: There are so many things, what is not good to mention, you have to mention Yuan Zixin's mother!

"You come out now, who in the hospital will take care of your mother and your brother?"

Unable to dodge, Song Qian once again used the Dafa of topic shifting.

But this trick was still useless, Song Qian forgot that since Yuan Zixin could come out on the catwalk, he must have arranged things in the hospital. She had a lot of time to spend with herself.

"Okay, okay, I've also accepted the IOU, and I'll pay it back slowly when it's convenient for you, I'm still in a bit of a hurry, let's go!"

Thirty-six plans are the best plan, and it really doesn't feel good to be interrogated by a woman.

Just as he was about to get up and leave, Song Qian suddenly heard a low sob.

Isn't this just now so strong that he was going to die, why did he cry all of a sudden? Song Qian didn't think he had bullied a woman to such an extent?

"You...... What's wrong with you?" Song Qian was a little scrambling.

"Why don't you leave?!" Yuan Zixin still had tears in her eyes, and suddenly shouted at Song Qian.

"Oh, I'll go, I'll go!"

Song Qian hurriedly got up and walked briskly towards the door. It's a good thing that no one in the room saw it, or else I thought something was wrong with her.

Before his hand touched the doorknob, Song Qian only heard a "wow-" sound behind him, and when he looked back, Yuan Zixin fell on the table and cried loudly.

This......

Stay, sobbing and crying, let go really go, and cry loudly. Woman, woman, what the hell do you want me to do?!

At this time, although Song Qian didn't know what he could do, he couldn't leave.

"Don't cry, this room is probably not well soundproofed. ”

Song Qian tried to get closer to comfort him, but he was afraid that like the TV show, the woman suddenly pounced and wiped her body with a handful of snot and tears, so she could only stand one meter away and said,

"Wow-"

Yuan Zixin was still crying loudly.

"You're crying like this, people who don't know still think I'm bullying you, but in fact it's not, right?"

"Wow-"

Yuan Zixin still cried loudly, letting Song Qian eat her own problem back, maybe maybe it was really she who made her cry.

quickly recalled, accidentally transferred money to Yuan Zixin, relieved her urgent need, helped her mother and brother pay for medical expenses in the hospital, and today avoided her from playing a role she didn't want to play, and didn't force her to pay back. Why are these things all joyful? What are you crying about?

Song Qian said that he didn't understand women, he didn't understand at all!

Yuan Zixin was still crying, although her voice was a little quieter than before, but she didn't look like she was going to stop at all. Song Qian couldn't be comforted, so he could only sit back on the side of the bed depressedly.

Just look at it and don't have an accident or something.