Chapter Seventy-Six: Stealing Chickens Can't Be Done

Feng Zhuying almost didn't laugh after listening to Li Jinsleeve's narration.

"What's so funny, I'm almost angry, don't laugh!" Li Jinsleeve reached out to cover Feng Zhuying's face and didn't let her laugh.

It took a long time for her to stop laughing and give a thumbs up to the person who was wilting on the side: "Boss, I really admire you!" However, you don't really want to break up with Lao Bai, do you? ”

"I don't know, after 7 years together, all my firsts were given to him, and I was really unwilling to give up like this!" Li Jinsleeve put his hands under his chin, lying on the pillow, and said to Feng Zhuying with some loss.

"Yes, there are 7 more years in life!" Feng Zhuying also lay on the pillow and sighed after speaking.

"Do you know, I feel that Lao Bai is like that piece of chicken ribs to me now, tasteless and discarded!" Li Jin's sleeves were buried in the pillow, and he shrank up.

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The next day, Li Jinsleeve got up and opened the door in a daze, she turned the anti-lock button but couldn't open the door, which made her sober up instantly. Last night, she and Li Jinsleeve locked the bedroom door, and this morning the door lock could not be opened, which means that she and Feng Zhuying were locked in the bedroom.

She climbed on the bed and shook Feng Zhuying to lower her voice: "Second, second, wake up second!" ”

"What's wrong?" Feng Zhuying muttered in his mouth, turned over and rode the quilt to continue sleeping.

"The door can't be opened, you get up and take a look!" Li Jinsleeve pulled her up hard.

"The door is locked, you forgot?" Feng Zhuying half-squinted his eyes and shook and muttered quietly.

"I know it's locked, and now it's slippery. The door won't open! ”

"Won't it?" Feng Zhuying suddenly widened his eyes and asked after listening to Li Jinsleeve's words.

"Look at it!" Feng Zhuying followed Li Jinsleeve out of bed and tried to turn the doorknob, which was really slippery. She felt like she wanted to cry without tears.

Huo Biao slept on the sofa in the living room, and when he heard two women turning the door lock, he got up and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"The door lock seems to be slippery, we can't get out!" Feng Zhuying's voice came out through the door.

He tried to open the door outside the door, but it didn't work, Feng Zhuying's voice came again: "There is a key in the drawer of the TV cabinet in the living room, where can you try it?" ”

The key was inserted into the lock hole but could not be turned, Li Jinsleeve looked at the door that had never moved, and suggested to Feng Zhuying: "Second brother, why don't you find a lock-picking company?" ”

The locksmith came quickly, and it took a while to open the lock-locked bedroom door. During the whole process, Huo Biao sat on the sofa in the living room, his eyes were fixed on the TV without saying a word, and he felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly. Feng Zhuying guarded against him for today's incident, and she thought of him as someone else. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he wanted to leave immediately.

The door was opened, and the locksmiths were sent away. Feng Zhuying scratched her head and explained to Huo Biao weakly: "Boss, she has a habit of sharing a house with others, and she ...... it last night" Looking at Huo Biao's gloomy face, she continued: "There is really no other meaning, don't get me wrong!" ”

"When the door opens, I won't bother!" After saying that, Huo Biao got up and left without hesitation, joking about him Huo Biao What kind of woman can't find him, as for wasting time on this person who is on guard everywhere but deliberately curries favor with him? The answer is no.

Huo Biao walked neatly, which made Li Jinsleeve admire him as a man who could afford to put it down. Feng Zhuying sighed as he watched Huo Biao leave, like a frosted eggplant.

"Okay, don't sigh, you don't like him anyway." Li Jinsleeve patted her on the shoulder and went into the bathroom.