"She won't let me in, what can I do, don't drag me if my mother has something to do. www.biquge.info"Fan Xiaomi's voice was very loud in the corridor, pointing at Yinzhen and tugging her hand to ask her to let go.

Yin Zhen pursed her lips and let go of her hand, and suddenly hesitantly proposed: "Sister Mi, do you think I should send this 'sanitary napkin instruction manual' to her." ”

Although it sounds a little crying and laughing, Fan Xiaomi really thinks that this child is real, and he is still searching for how to use sanitary napkins on the star network.

"No, she's not a three-year-old, I told her enough."

"Huh...... I'm surprised, why are you so concerned about this new Yingzheng? ”

"Hey, hey, aren't I very good to Sister Mi...... Next time, will I bring you the cloud sugar cake from Jade Fang? Yin Zhen smiled.

Fan Xiaomi stretched out a finger and shook it: "It's not good...... I'll go first, I'll look for me if I have something, I'm not done over there, bye~"

The state of each room in the chaotic apartment is changing with the residents, Ying Zheng's residence is similar to the mansion of the original Chinese civilization in the Middle Ages, and there is not too much high-tech, there is a shadow screen on the wall of the door, which can convert various text translations, which records various precautions for living and compensation and accountability for damage to the house, in addition, you can also transfer the manual service of the property in the community, and you can consult if you encounter any problems in life.

Fan Xiaomi personally opened a pack of sanitary napkins in front of Ying Zheng and showed her, and said everything she could say, but Ying Zheng still tossed for a while before lying on the soft big bed and sleeping for half an afternoon.

After waking up, Ying Zheng got up and closed the black curtains, the room instantly darkened, she lifted the mop and casually mopped the blood on the floor, and her stomach began to sing empty city plans.

Ding——

The sudden sound made Ying Zheng, who was slumped on the sofa, sit up in shock.

"Who?!"

After listening quietly for a while, she collapsed again.

Don't want to move.

But Ying Zheng, who was lying on the sofa with his face, looked in the direction of the door with a somewhat dull gaze.

Ah, hungry.

The widow does not want to move.

Yin Zhen at the door poked at the door, raised his voice and pointed to the speaker on the door-

"Ah-Sister Yingzheng, I brought a lot of food to see you!"

Childish voices echoed in the room.

“…… I brought a lot of food to see you. ”

“…… A lot of food came to see you. ”

“…… Lots of food......"

The door opened.

A food box in his hand was swept away by a gust of wind.

Yinzhen stood at the door and looked at the light in the room, a broom lay on the floor in front of the sofa, and the bright floor of the living room left a 'Z'-shaped water stain, which ruined the exquisite decoration.

But...... No one was seen.

Yinzhen smelled the aroma of the food she prepared when she entered the room, turned around the sofa and saw that someone leaning on the sofa had opened the food box, picked up some pastries with his fingers and was eating, and his expression did not change when he saw her.

The black hair was scattered, and the face that spread out was like a carefully drawn mask, and the chin was slightly pointed.

Ying Zheng's mouth movements are so small when he eats that he can't even move his chin.

"Are you okay?" Yin Zhen asked.

Ying Zheng looked at her and was silent for a while.

Yin Zhen waited for a while without waiting for an answer, so he sat down beside her boldly, stretched out his hand to uncover the bottom of the food box, and then heard her weak answer.

"Not good."