The room was dark, and the man was lying at the bathroom door, his chest on the ground, his long black hair scattered. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Xue Liang's knife was stuck in her back, and her thin clothes were dyed red.

Chu Nanxiong burst into foul language and said indignantly: "Hey, don't just spread tomato sauce on the ground and increase my workload!" ”

Blood raised her head slowly, her long hair slipped down, revealing her pale face, she pulled out the toy knife stuck to her back with her backhand, and said curiously: "How do you know that the ground is ketchup?" ”

Chu Nanxiong said lightly: "I smell the smell of tomato sauce, and my stomach is hungry." ”

Blood frowned slightly, got up, stepped forward and said, "Hey, newcomer, don't be too complacent, you can give me a surprised and frightened expression." Who do you think I am? The emperor of the urban world, proficient in one hundred and eight kinds of secret room murder methods, is also the head of the blood sister. ”

Chu Nanxiong ignored this woman, who has graduated from secondary school so far, walked into the bathroom, and mopped the floor with a bucket of water.

Where was the blood micro willing to let him go, and continued to chatter.

"Don't look at my pretty, tell you, I can kill people with a chopstick. Before I wrote a book, I was a professional killer. ”

Chu Nanxiong was aroused by curiosity and asked, "You are a good killer and don't do it, come to write a book?" ”

As soon as Xuewei saw him answer, he was even more interested, and his mouth was open: "You don't understand, the killer's job is really too dark." It is said that when a person dies to leave a name, a tiger dies to leave a skin, and when a killer dies, no one knows when he dies. In order to leave a name, I wrote an autobiography for myself, but unexpectedly uploaded it to the Internet and became popular, it was really like a dream. ”

"Hey, are you listening?" Blood was slightly dissatisfied.

Chu Nanxiong finished mopping the ground and was wiping the table with a rag, looking behind the notebook. The thick dust hides countless mosquito corpses, and just looking at them can make people feel dizzy and dizzy.

Xuewei was very surprised: "When did this become dirty?" ”

Chu Nanxiong was speechless: "How long have you not wiped it?" ”

Xuewei fell into deep thought, when was the last time the cleaner came? Last week, I stayed in the room all day, and my senses became dull, and I always felt that the last week was a long way away.

She sighed here, Chu Nanxiong endured the nausea, wiped it over and over again, and finally cleaned the table.

A bucket of clear water had completely turned black, and he couldn't help but suspect that the black rag in his hand was originally white, but it was simply rubbed too much, and it turned into a black rag over time.

Cleaning up this hut, Chu Nanxiong carried a bucket and wanted to go out. Xuewei stretched out his hand and said hurriedly: "Wait, we have said so many things, we are already acquaintances." Since we are acquaintances, I would like to ask you a favor. ”

Chu Nan was ambitious and wanted to feel emotional, you said so many things, all for this sentence. It would have been nice for you to say no earlier, why bother to beat around the bush and make his ears calloused.

In order to avoid his ears from continuing to suffer from tea poisoning, Chu Nanxiong nodded decisively: "Okay, if you have something, you can help, I will definitely help." ”

"It, actually, I," the blood suddenly became spitting, and two blushes appeared on her fair face, which looked very cute.

Of course, Chu Nanxiong didn't have time to appreciate it, and urged very bluntly: "You should say it quickly." ”

Xuewei plucked up his courage and said, "I want to ask you to help me convey a word, that is, Tianxiaying, who just talked to you at the hotel opposite, tell him that I like him too, and ask him to come over and confess." ”

Chu Nanxiong's head stiffened, and he wondered: "It's good if you don't say this kind of thing yourself." ”

Xuewei said shyly: "How can the woman be embarrassed to speak first about this kind of thing, you go and call him, I can guarantee that he definitely has a crush on me." ”

Chu Nanxiong recalled an embarrassing history that should have been forgotten, and he said in the tone of a passerby: "Be cautious about this kind of thing, maybe you misunderstood." ”

Blood was slightly furious: "Who said it, I'll show you the evidence, look, this is the message he sent me." ”

"Ask for a chapter, ask for a chapter, ask for a chapter." The news called up from the QQ private chat in the group is full of asking for chapters.

Chu Nanxiong was puzzled: "Does this have anything to do with your crush?" ”

Blood raised his head slightly, and said with a heartfelt voice: "Of course there are, there are many people who ask me for Zhang Tui, but no one is so insistent." I didn't reply to the message, he kept sending it, it was clear that he liked me, and Zhang Tui was just a reason to cover up his purpose. ”

Chu Nanxiong thought for a while, and became more and more puzzled: "This news can only prove that his thick-skinned degree is not comparable to ordinary people, and it doesn't look like he has a crush on you." ”

"Shut up!" Behind the murderous aura, a wooden chopstick against his artery, a slightly gloomy tone came: "Dare to slander the relationship between me and Darling again, stab you to death, kid." ”

Chu Nanxiong sighed: "Okay, I'll help you." ”

Chu Nanxiong was by no means afraid of this person called Xuewei, it was purely out of a state of sympathy, and he no longer moved to fall in love, and he also understood that this was a misunderstanding.

The crux of the question is, can the blood micro withstand the misunderstanding?

Chu Nanxiong thought about it as he put down his tools and took the elevator downstairs.

At the table opposite, Tianxia Ying took a sip of porridge and coded words for a while, looking very busy. Chu Nanxiong walked over, he didn't raise his head: "There are people in this position, refuse to share the table." ”

Chu Nanxiong coughed and said, "There is a girl named Xuewei on the fifth floor, she likes you." I want to confess to you. However, she was a killer by profession and misunderstood that you had a crush on her. For the sake of both parties, I think you'd better make it clear with her. ”

Tianxia Ying was silent for a while, and said, "How does she look?" How big are the boobs? ”

Chu Nanxiong replied truthfully: "Very Japanese star-like, chest like papaya." ”

Tianxia Ying got up suddenly: "Little brother, wait, I'll go up and change my clothes." ”

After a while, Tianxia Ying was dressed in a suit, tightened the fat on her abdomen, and walked down with her chest up.

The two entered the hotel and took the elevator up to the fifth floor.

Standing in front of the 501 door, Tianxiaying's heart was beating like a drum, Chu Nanxiong grabbed the tools outside the door and wanted to leave, he hurriedly grabbed it: "Hey, will you let me face her alone, right?" ”

Chu Nanxiong said impatiently: "Nonsense, you confess my." ”

Tianxiaying tugged at her collar and said nervously: "I haven't chatted with a girl face-to-face in private for a few years, what if I say the wrong thing?" ”

Chu Nanxiong shook off his hand: "You can worry about this problem yourself." ”

"Don't, aren't you brothers, you can't leave me alone!" Tianxia Ying dragged him alive and refused to let him go.

Chu Nanxiong raised the mop and made a gesture to fight, he hurriedly let go and muttered: "What's the big deal, go up." ”

Chu Nanxiong pressed the doorbell of 502, and the door of 501 opened suddenly, obviously nervously hearing the wrong doorbell.

Boom, Tianxiaying's brain exploded, and he didn't know what to say when he looked at the beauty in front of him, even Chu Nanxiong was shocked, is this still the blood that had the same face as Sadako just now?

The scattered black hair is tied into a ponytail, the pale face is painted with light makeup, and the bulging chest seems to be about to stretch the white dress, and the whole person exudes a seductive charm.

Tianxia Ying's brain twitched for a while: "I heard that you like me, can you give me a recommendation and collection?" ”

As soon as the words came out, the scene suddenly cooled down.

Xuewei's face turned from red to blue, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll give it to you." ”

Bang, the door closes.

Tianxiaying stood at the door for a long time without moving, and Chu Nanxiong sympathetically comforted him: "You mourn." ”

"Haha, little brother, did you hear that, she just said that she wanted to recommend it to me. Even if the eunuch has three novels, the urban god who does not affect his status wants to recommend it to me, haha. "The world is so happy that they can't keep their mouths together.

Chu Nanxiong keenly felt the cold and murderous aura released from the door, and he smiled bitterly: "I advise you to leave Wenhua Road quickly, leave Nantai, and never come back." ”

Tianxia Ying wondered: "Why? ”

Chu Nanxiong stretched out his hand and pointed at 501: "Didn't you feel the cold and murderous aura coming from inside the door?" ”

"Haha, little brother, you're really joking, this is clearly an air conditioner. Not to mention, this hotel is quite affordable, I only have electric fans there, so I moved here anyway. "Tianxiaying is thinking about this plan very seriously.

Inside the house, Xuewei silently pulled out the sword that had been hidden in the snow for many years.

Chu Nanxiong didn't say anything anymore, and swiped the room 502 with the room card, and he couldn't live if he did his own evil.

502 is empty, the owner of the house is not there, it is estimated that he ran in the morning. To ask Chu Nanxiong how to know, look at the banner in that room: "A good author must have a strong physique." ”

On the computer desk, the laptop is covered with a layer of dust, and the trophies of boxing and sanda champions are polished. On the left is a single bed with sandbags hanging at the foot of the bed.

Chu Nan said ambitiously, looking at your ornament, it is clear that only a strong physique remains.

I have to say that the four emperors on the street, each with its own merits, the one in room 503 does not play games with codes. Playing Jian San is super energetic, and it is estimated that he hasn't slept all night, with panda eyes, nested in front of his laptop.

He didn't even react when Chu Nanxiong, a big living person, came in, he was speechless the whole time, and after cleaning the house, he went to 504 again.

As soon as the door opened, he was stunned.

Is this still where people live?

There were snack bags all over the floor, empty beer bottles, and no place to stay. And, if he's not mistaken, the cloth with a kitten print on the bottom of the snack bag must be part of the underwear, right?

The owner of the room slept in the corner of the bed with a thin quilt on the ceiling fan on.

Chu Nanxiong hesitated a few times, and finally gritted his teeth, just clean up.

This time, he tossed for an hour, and there were two large bags of garbage that he had collected. The floor was mopped three times, the table was wiped four times, and he really wanted to lift the quilt on that guy and ask how she survived in such an environment.

Finally he held back and went to the next room.

On the same day, after cleaning the fifth floor, Chu Nanxiong took the brand-new four banknotes, looked up to the sky and laughed, the first pot of gold in his life, he finally earned it. Let's go buy rice and vegetables first, and have a good celebration.

Early the next morning, at the Chu family, on the dining table, fragrant rice porridge, a big bowl of pickles, the two sisters and brothers sat with each other.

The morning news was playing on the TV, and when the second news was played, the scene shifted to Culture Road. The hostess, who was not good-looking, held the microphone and said in a steady voice: "At six o'clock last night, there was a violent incident at the Dashen Hotel in Nantai City, and the author, whose pen name is Tianxiaying, was plunged into the shoulder by a sword that fell from the sky and almost died. ”

"The police have intervened in the investigation, and we have obtained the patient's permission to interview him on purpose."

"Hello, may I ask your ......"

Tianxia Yingyi, who was pale and had bandages on his shoulders, grabbed the microphone: "For the sake of my serious injuries and dying, please actively collect and recommend, the name of my work is ......"

Flutter, Chu Nanxiong turned off the TV, Chu Yun was puzzled: "Okay, why are you turning it off?" ”

"He deserves it, don't worry about it."