"Goodbye!"

Jiang Ning replied politely, and Huang Jun heard the loss in her tone.

Holding the mobile phone and looking up at the sky again, Huang Jun smiled stupidly. I'll come back, and I'm going to take you in my arms and never be separated, even if you're already a wife.

Like, I have a way to live up to any girl, as long as they are willing to follow me.

Striding forward, Huang Jun saw two police cars, flashing sirens whistling past him.

Could it be that the police found the bodies of Xue Kui and the others? This smell is more sensitive than that of dogs. Huang Jun guessed.

Walking along the road, Huang Jun finally cleared a thought. To treat every beloved woman equally, as if you can only ask him for help, as if he is the only one you know who has that kind of supernatural power.

A van broke down on the side of the road and the driver got out of the car to check. Huang Jun climbed onto the car and repaired the damaged road.

Hitchhiking, Huang Jun returned to Ha*mi City. Without any stop, he rushed to the city of Jiangsu Nanjing.

After leaving for more than a month, the scorching summer has come again.

Huang Jun walked to the door of the house, looked at General Tie who locked the door, and ran into it directly without paying attention. The iron gate did not block him, he passed through directly, and the iron gate was not damaged in the slightest.

Walking in the courtyard, looking at the bonsai full of greenery and flowers, Huang Jun grinned and raised his eyebrows and squatted down.

It's good that they're still alive and not dead.

After admiring the bonsai for a while, Huang Jun got up and looked at the neighbor's courtyard wall.

Li Qinghong? Yue Yao (yao) his master's home? If you want his master to show up, I'm afraid you have to put some thought into him.

Walking to the root of the wall, Huang Jun's body slowly disappeared, and finally completely integrated into the courtyard wall, completely disappearing without a trace.

When he came to Li Qinghong's cellar again, Huang Jun was not polite, like a robber, and pulled out half of the herbs planted in the cellar.

Looking at the herbs in his hands, Huang Jun tilted his head and thought about it, then simply gathered up and squeezed out the medicinal juice inside. The dried herbs were casually thrown on the ground.

After completing the act of theft and destruction, Huang Jun returned to his home, sat in the living room very leisurely, drank tea, and watched TV.

It wasn't until Huang Jun drank the tea from the two households that there was finally a panicked whisper next door. Huang Jun pricked up his ears and listened, snickering and becoming happy.

Li Qinghong's medicinal materials were lost for no reason, if Yue Yao's master knew, would he personally go out or send a powerful land to investigate, Huang Jun was looking forward to it.

The hot afternoon finally came to an end, and at six o'clock in the afternoon, the sky suddenly became overcast, and it looked like it was going to rain.

Huang Jun cleaned up the bonsai in the yard, put on an apron and walked into the kitchen.

Fresh vegetables, melons, fruits, and meat were prepared in the refrigerator, and Huang Jun was very virtuously busy.

In the clink of the spatula, Huang Jun suddenly heard the sound of the door opening and the movement of women talking.

One voice is Sun Jiaqian's, while the other is Song Qiaoman's.

Why is she here again, her legs are still not neat? Unlikely, it's been more than a month. This won't stay at my house, will she? Song Qiaoman actually came back with Sun Jiaqian, and Huang Jun felt very strange.

After putting the last dish on the plate, Huang Jun wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen, and saw Sun Jiaqian and the two talking in a low voice and walking into the door side by side.

Sun Jiaqian and Song Qiaoman saw that Huang Jun actually came out of the kitchen, as if they had seen a ghost, and took a step back nervously.

"How did you get in, the door is locked from the outside, you can't climb the wall, do you?" After a brief shock, Song Qiaoman asked.

Huang Jun looked at her and curled the corners of his mouth: "I said, Sister Song, this is my home." You should have neat feet, what are you doing here? ”

Song Qiaoman glanced at him, shook his feet without hesitation, kicked off the high heels, changed into slippers, sat on the sofa, and picked up an apple casually, and ate it with a click.

Huang Jun glanced at her eating appearance, looked at Sun Jiaqian, and asked, "What does she mean, Lai is not leaving, has she paid the rent?" ”

Sun Jiaqian shook her head with a smile, walked up to him, looked directly at him and asked, "The matter is solved?" ”

Huang Jun nodded: "It's basically handled neatly, and there are still a little problems, so it shouldn't matter." ”

"It's good to see you back." Sun Jiaqian said happily.

Huang Jun smiled, glanced at Song Qiaoman, and reluctantly turned back to the kitchen. With this light bulb here, it becomes impossible to make out with Sun Jiaqian.

"Leave me alone, just be air." Song Qiaoman threw the apple core to the kitchen door, as if he had an opinion on Huang Jun, and said very chicly.

Huang Jun glanced at her with the food and sighed speechlessly. I wanted to treat you as air, but your sister really exists, and I feel uncomfortable.

Eating the food cooked by Huang Jun, Song Qiaoman gave a thumbs up again and again: "I haven't put down my skills, it's not bad." You are so virtuous, whoever marries you must have accumulated great virtue in his previous life. ”

When Huang Jun heard this, his teeth itched angrily, and he wanted to kick it over and kick the two steamed buns on her chest into baked cakes.

After eating beautifully, Huang Jun looked at Song Qiaoman and asked curiously: "Sister Song, do you want to be a junior for me, so why don't you leave my house?" ”

Hearing this, Sun Jiaqian glanced at him, smiled and shook her head.

Song Qiaoman simply raised his feet, and his white feet stepped on Huang Jun's nose.

"Alas, alas, pay attention to hygiene, we don't accept pig's trotters here." Huang Jun glared at her and shouted.

Song Qiaoman glanced at him: "You are less narcissistic, are you handsome or what, will the old lady like you?" My family is urging blind dates every day, I can't help but come to you, you think I'm willing to come. ”

"If you don't want to come, you can go." Huang Jun drove away unceremoniously.

"Hmph, let's go." Song Qiaoman also lost his temper, stood up with a pout, and grabbed the satchel.

She was just about to take a step when a thunderclap suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

Boom!

The earth-shattering sound frightened Huang Jun and the three of them couldn't help but shudder.

"I'm a dear mother, I was scared to death. Song Qiaoman, don't go. You go, I'm not at ease. Huang Junhou said fearfully.

Song Qiaoman glanced at Sun Jiaqian and hurriedly sat down.

The roar of the torrential rain was heard at the right time.

"Qiaoman, is it providence that you stay here?" Sun Jiaqian saw that the two were finished arguing, and concluded with a smile.

Huang Jun pouted: "What is the providence of God, it happens to be ......"

Boom! There seemed to be a pair of thief eyes in the sky that had been observing the movement below, and before Huang Jun finished speaking, there was another thunderclap.

Huang Jun looked at the lightning that was as bright as day, and honestly shut up and didn't speak.

"Say, aren't you capable, go on." Song Qiaoman looked at Huang Jun's joke.

Huang Jun glared at her, got up angrily, waved his hands and said, "I haven't slept for a long time, I'll go rest first." ”

"When you come back, it's not even eight o'clock." Looking at the direction in which Huang Jun went, Song Qiaoman shouted anxiously.

"Then you can sleep on the sofa, and when I have time, I'll clean up another room." Sun Jiaqian said.

Song Qiaoman wrinkled his nose, very unwilling.

After a long absence, Huang Jun and Sun Jiaqian rolled up the sheets frantically, and they didn't stop until the second half of the night.

Seeing Sun Jiaqian fall asleep, Huang Jun walked out of the bedroom and walked lightly to the living room.

There, Song Qiaoman was sleeping.

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