Chapter 12 Don't pick white, don't pick it

Xiang Xiaoyuan was like a dead dog, his hands and feet were placed in the word "big", lying on the bed.

"Xiaoyuan, are you alright...... the three girls gathered around her.

Waving his hand to Xiao Yuan, he didn't even have the strength to speak at the moment.

"Did he sweep you out of the house?" Zhong Yuan was curious.

Xiao Yuan slowly sat up and shook his head: "No, we renewed the contract." ”

"Then why are you listless?"

"I'm so tired, you can try it all day like this! Would you like to, can you help me make a basin and wash my feet?"

"I'll go. Pan Pan, who was silent, spoke.

Leyi climbed onto the bed of the small garden with a serious face: "Hey, I still feel that something is wrong, did you sign a deed of sale!"

Xiao Yuan glanced at her: "It's almost the same as the deed of sale, all my vacations have been sold!"

"Oops...... I'm scared to death, what should I do!" Zhong Yuan let out a sigh: "Sell it, sell it! You don't have many holidays anyway." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a girl named Zhao Jianling calling her at the door.

"The sewer is blocked!"

"Oh, let's go to Bian Haicheng!" everyone coaxed.

"You're so annoying!" said Zhong Yuan.

"Wow, people who don't look for property, will you fix it yourself?"

Zhong Yuanqi turned around and left.

"Zhong Yuan blushed!"

Xiao Yuan swept away his fatigue and followed daxiao.

At noon the next day, Zhong Yuan took Bian Haicheng, who worked in the property, to the water room.

The area around the water room was crowded with girls who came to wash vegetables, and everyone talked about when and how the sewer was blocked, like a flock of chirping sparrows.

Bianhaicheng is one of the few handsome guys in this area, tall and big, with a slight Shanxi accent.

Because of work, I deal with these girls a lot, and everyone doesn't treat him as an outsider.

Zhong Yuan likes him, and he doesn't know it, but the two of them are still in the ambiguous stage, and everyone likes to joke about them when they have nothing to do.

Bian Haicheng thinks that Zhong Yuan is a Beijing girl and has better conditions than himself, while Zhong Yuan thinks that he looks more beautiful than himself (this is just Zhong Yuan's own feeling).

Neither of them would take the first step.

There are good people who want to help them match, but Zhong Yuan's "twisting" strength has come up again, and he really wants to turn his face, and the group of people who are harmed can only be anxious.

After repairing the sewer, Zhong Yuan sent him downstairs.

As the head of the building, this is an obligation, but there are some indescribable things in it.

"Again...... Remember to look for me......" Bian Hai's words don't make sense.

"Haode ......" Zhong Yuan nodded with a bit of girlish shyness, not at all like the usual tomboy.

Turning his eyes to Xiaoyuan, he thought about it.

She pretended to be careless, and sang in a sweet voice in the corridor with a basin:

"Send you outside the village, there is something to explain......"

Then he slapped Leyi who came over hard, and Leyi immediately understood, and immediately took out his amazing loud voice and sang at the highest volume: "Although the flowers are blooming now, don't pick the wildflowers on the roadside!"

When Zhong Yuan heard Xiaoyuan's singing, he knew that it was not good to do something big, but who knew that he was amplified countless times by the tweeter of Leyi.

At this time, the wonderful effect happened, and the girls in the whole building received in unison: "Don't pick white, don't pick white!"

This scene is spectacular.

Bian Haicheng fled out with a red face amid the laughter of the girls.

It all happened so quickly that Zhong Yuan was not prepared at all, and this layer of window paper was pierced.

"Willingly!Xiang Xiaoyuan!" Zhong Yuan was furious.

looked at Zhong Yuan, who pounced on him, and was willing to laugh while hiding:

"Wow! You're getting more and more domineering now, and you won't even be allowed to sing songs! Sisters, we have to defend our right to sing to the death, right?"

"Yes!"

Respond to every call.

And Xiang Xiaoyuan, the initiator, was completely fine, smiling evilly beside him.