Chapter 48: That's not how the script is

"Hi, beauty! Can I help you? ”

The fat man appeared at the door with a hippie smile, just like a beautiful woman on the road.

If it is in a crowded place, this kind of accosting is usually accompanied by a huge white eye, and then the beautiful woman walks away with a catwalk. Leave a graceful back, and you can also change a string of flirtatious whistles.

If there are few people around, or at night, or if the person accosting you is particularly strong and does not look like a good person - such as a fat person - the beautiful woman will politely refuse, and then run as fast as she can, and as far as she can. Walking posture or something, in fact, it doesn't matter, high heels can also be carried on the hand.

Anyway, before the fat man accosted him, he had already expected Lang Yuan's reaction, that is, a string of cold and penetrating white eyes-my brother was used to being immune......

Of course, the fat man will squeeze into the door regardless of the situation and enthusiastically carry out the conversation to the end. Hehe, since my brother came in, I didn't think about going out again!

I didn't think about it, the script was wrong, or there was a problem with the way it was opened?

"Yes!" Lang Yuan actually responded urgently, and said loudly that he needed the help of the lamp god or the goldfish to fulfill his wish, "I really want to have a bed that is not too dirty and not too cold......

I just want a bed to sleep in!

As for the bathtub, toilet, air conditioning and heating, flat-screen TV, indoor ordering, long-distance telephone, Wi-Fi, all kinds of drinks and snacks, in fact, it is not a travel necessity, I don't need it at all! Not at all!

Lang Yuan felt like her whole body was falling apart again, and she wanted to slide down the wall, it was her reserved habits for twenty years that supported her.

"That's it!" The fat man scratched the back of his head, what kind of demon moth is this stupid girl going to make trouble?

Well, who's afraid of whom, I can't spare you!

The fat man entered the room happily and sat down on the sofa out of nowhere. Lang Yuan didn't have time to remind him even if he wanted to, forget it, anyway, the fat man is not afraid of dirty, and his skin is rough and thick.

Then, listening to the fat man and the thief ask, "If I do it for you, you might give me some reward?" ”

"Whatever you want!" Lang Yuan said resolutely, just like Sister Hu Lan walked towards the guillotine, just like Brother Cunrui raised the explosives bag.

Hey? The fat man's head is stunned again, this stupid girl doesn't have a fever, right? Could it be that the verification code was entered incorrectly?

Today is a lively day, a vibrant color, and happiness should not come too suddenly--just as I want? I know it, and so do you?

"When you turn around, you don't count!" The fat man still believes in a little bit, but he is willing to be on a par with the villain, the character of a strange woman.

Or, what kind of big move is this stupid girl holding back?

"This time it must count!" Lang Yuan was a little frustrated.

Or, don't believe that fat people can do it? It's really too difficult in such a hellish place, as hard as Sango-if he can really do it, how nice it would be!

didn't think about it, before Lang Yuan's words fell, the fat man jumped up with a "pout", and his body was like a strong spring. The back window was opened, and the north wind blew in violently, whistling through the hall. Lang Yuan shivered, and couldn't help but hug his arms, the air was really fresh.

"Wait!"

Next, the fat man lifted all the futons on the bed, rolled them in his arms, threw down a sentence and ran out.

Listening to the sound of puff footsteps in the distance, Lang Yuan was even a little worried for a while, the fat man wouldn't throw me here, he ran away by himself, right?

The north wind is terrible, the lonely lamp is swaying, this feeling of helplessness and not grasping the decline is very real......

Lang Yuan subconsciously bit his lip, when did I, who can eat, drink, go shopping, fight, fight, spill, provoke, dare to act, bully men and women, and don't let women shave their eyebrows?

In the past twenty years, no matter where I went, no matter how long I went, I never felt lonely or helpless.

Traveling alone in Europa, I don't feel sad!

Dead fatty, where did you die, why didn't you come back......

Either after a long time, or just after that, the footsteps finally sounded, closer and closer, louder and louder. Lang Yuan's heart was actually very down-to-earth, and even had a hint of throbbing, or was it a touch of tenderness? Lang Yuan didn't know what it was like, anyway, he had never experienced it before.

Maybe there was sand and dust in the cold wind, Lang Yuan's eyes were a little red, and he subconsciously lowered his head - he would laugh at me......

The fat man didn't know that in these few short minutes, Lang Yuan's mind was turning back and forth, and he didn't notice her emotional ups and downs, there was a kind of fragility and dependence from the inside out. The fat man just ran out again without touching the ground.

There was an extra oil heater in the room, plugged into the power supply next to the sofa, and it quickly heated up, and the iron sheet swelled with a rattle. Lang Yuan couldn't help but squat down and roast his hands against the electric heater, feeling very warm.

Puff puff is gone again, puff puff is here again. Lang Yuan felt that the sound of footsteps was lingering in his heart.

This time, the fat man brought back two quilts, even if they were not brand new, they were still clean. There was also an electric blanket, and the fat man laid it directly on Simmons and plugged it in.

Then, the fat man slammed the window shut, and the howling north wind disappeared suddenly, and the whole room was magically warmed.

Then, the fat man snorted and spread a quilt on top of the electric blanket, and the quilt was covered with new sheets. Ratting and clapping another quilt on top - it already looked like a bed that could sleep, Lang Yuan suddenly felt that his cheeks were hot, perhaps because the electric heater was too close.

Puff puff is gone again, puff puff is here again. Lang Yuan kept squatting on the ground, but she didn't need to bake her hands anymore, she held her legs with both hands, and the whole person shrunk into a ball. The footsteps changed from weak to strong, and then from strong to weak, like a passionate and warm and solemn drumbeat, beating on that piece of Langyuan.

This time, the fat man brought in a box of bottled water, and there was an electric kettle pressed on top of the box. The fat man poured two bottles of water into the electric kettle and plugged them into the couch as well. After a while, the electric kettle "snorted".

Puff puff is gone again, puff puff is here again. Lang Yuan finally looked up, somewhat curious.

The white-eyed waiter is obviously a pampered soil princess, she can't study, she can't work, but fortunately, the conditions at home are not bad, and she has a job in the town. In the end, there are more successes than failures, and it is better to make money than to spend money. Can such a waiter regard the customer as God, God serves her almost the same.

So, where did the fat man get so much stuff from? Could it be that he robbed a supermarket? It's not right, there are old and new things, could it be that he smashed the duty room of a wealthy unit? Well, the latter is more likely.

Well, no matter where it came from, no matter how it is, it's the fat guy who got it anyway, for me......

This time, the fat man carried two plastic basins in one arm, and the basin contained two pairs of cotton slippers and two towels. The other arm was holding a box of bowls of noodles, and in his hand he was carrying a plastic bag containing poop, eggs, mustard, ham, sausages or something. Lang Yuan's stomach immediately reflexively "growled", but she wasn't too shy, maybe she was used to it.

There is always a first time in everything, and it will be better in the future.

Puff, puff, this time the fat man didn't run out, but walked over and squatted beside Lang Yuan. A group of Lang Yuan's hearts were actually nervous - what was he going to do? I'm just a weak woman, and I can't beat him, so I'm afraid I can only close my eyes......

But it was the first pot of water that boiled. The tips of Lang Yuan's ears were red, and his little face with a shy smile was buried in his legs.

The fat man picked up the electric kettle heartlessly and skillfully soaked two bowls of noodles. Throw the egg mustard or something, put the vegetable bag in full, put the oil bag in half a bag and throw half a bag, and put the seasoning bag in half a bag and throw half a bag. After the paper lid is closed, a small plastic fork is passed through the edge of the paper lid and stuck on the edge of the bowl to ensure that it does not steam.

Then the fat man boiled a pot of tap water without touching his feet, and poured it into two basins separately. After boiling a pot of mineral water for later use, he mixed some cold water into the basin, tested the temperature, and brought one of the basins to the feet of Lang Yuan.

When the fat man brought the water, Lang Yuan was already sitting on the sofa, or maybe the fat man had sat down, so it was not so dirty. The fat man took off Lang Yuan's shoes and socks brutally and pushed her feet into the basin.

It's a little hot, just a tolerable temperature, hot and comfortable. Lang Yuan felt that every cell on his feet was stretched, and then spread, and his whole body was comfortable.

The room is not big, the power of the electric heater is high enough, and the temperature rises quickly, like a spring flower......

The fat man also sat on the sofa across the coffee table, and when he soaked his feet in the basin, he let out a long "exhalation", as if there was nothing more comfortable in the world than soaking his feet.

However, after hearing the fat man's "call", Lang Yuan smiled heartily.

However, Lang Yuan kept staring down at his toes. White and red, crystal clear, like two rows of delicate works of art, one forever - this is the first time that a man has taken off his shoes and socks for me except for my father......

"Haha, are you happy with our new home?"

The fat man pushed a bowl of instant noodles to Lang Yuan, and at the same time turned his head with a hippie smile, and his whole body was full of ill intentions - I'm here to ask for a reward, are you ready?

"Satisfied......" Lang Yuan's voice was like a gnat, but it was clear enough.