"Relocation?" Or temporary? The more I think about it, the more I feel that something is not right? Even if you relocate, you don't need to be in this kind of ghost weather, right? What's more, this is a famous slum here......

Fang Luoluo pursed his lips, glanced at Shangguan Zhengyu, and then continued to ask, "Then the landlady, my room ......"

"Oh, Luo Luo, I'm really sorry, we moved in a hurry, and we didn't have time to tell you......" The landlady's voice was surprisingly gentle, which Fang Luo Luo didn't expect at all.

When I first moved here, the rent here was cheap, but the landlady was a dominatrix, so no matter what happened, Fang Luoluo was cautious.

Now that the landlady suddenly became gentle, Fang Luoluo felt as if she was not comfortable anywhere.

Could it be that the landlady's head was squeezed twice through the same door today?

Just when Fang Luoluo was still thinking about things, he heard the landlady's voice again, "Oh, Luoluo, don't worry, I have already packed your things for you, and I will find someone to send you to the place where you work tomorrow, don't worry." ”

Fang Luoluo raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, if he heard correctly, this dominatrix landlord who slammed the door actually wanted to pack up for himself?!

Are you kidding?! How much money is she going to kill herself? The rest of the money won't go back, right?!

The more he thought about Fang Luoluo, he felt a cold sweat, if this was the case, he wouldn't want to find a place to live in a short time.

"Mrs. Landlady, I ......" Fang Luoluo anxiously wanted to continue communicating with her, but was preempted.

"Then we'll talk about it tomorrow, I'll go and get busy first!" As he spoke, he was hung up on the other end of the phone.

And Fang Luoluo could only look at the phone here, and the whole person's mood instantly fell to the bottom!

What is called a house leak coincides with rain, this is simply Nima is a true portrayal of himself! In addition to wanting to cry without tears, Fang Luoluo could only weakly turn his head to look at Shangguan Zhengyu.

Biting his little lip, he didn't know how to open his mouth for a while.

"What? Are you sure you want to get dropped off here? Shangguan Zhengyu pretended not to hear the phone call that Fang Luoluo had just said, and said this coldly.

It was originally an unintentional sentence. It's like a basin of cold water poured on Fang Luoluo's heart.

"I ......" Fang Luoluo moved his mouth, and finally sighed and said, "I'm going to get off here, Xie Lu, President Xie's clothes." As he spoke, he began to take off his men's coat as if mechanically.

"You ......" Shangguan Zhengyu almost didn't suffocate on the spot in one breath, and just wanted to stretch out his hand, he saw that Fang Luoluo had already pushed the car door and walked down.

Shangguan Zhengyu slammed the steering wheel almost irritably, pushed the car door and walked down from the other side.

An arrow stepped forward and grabbed Fang Luoluo, who was about to walk into the ruins.

"Are you stupid?!" Shangguan Zhengyu was distraught and stretched out his long arm to pull Fang Luoluo, who continued to move forward.

The pouring rain fell on him drop by drop, and for fear that Fang Luoluo would rain again, he simply tore off his shirt and put it on top of Fang Luoluo's head.

And his whole being was completely exposed to the rain. The rain wet his broken hair, and drip down the sea on his upper body, which did not have a trace of fat.

Fang Luoluo raised his little head and looked at Shangguan Zhengyu carefully.