Chapter 142 So have you ever considered the feelings of the uncle downstairs!!

In the early morning, the sunlight from outside came in through the windows of the house.

Fang Ran opened his eyes lazily, and then sat up in a daze.

Looked around.

Well, it's my own bedroom, although in terms of layout, this should be the living room, but I don't care, since my bed is in the corner of the living room, then this is my bedroom.

After all, you can't ask for too much in a rental house except for a kitchen and a separate bathroom.

But that's not the problem.

Fang Ran blew up his messy hair (nest) while he slept on his own, and looked at his living room cutely.

Well? Why am I here?

I remember.... Well... I'm not supposed to be on the way to help the little or... No, no, the Li family's manor seems to have been rushed into by their own Wushuang, so have they already helped Xiao or returned home?

"Huh? Hiss.... I always feel... What else seems to have happened after that? ”

Fang Ran thought thoughtfully, and then looked down at his clothes again.

Except for a pair of pink panties, there was nothing left.

"Ahh I don't want to, let's play with my phone in the quilt first, it's rare that Ling is dormant and no one stops me from lying in bed. ”

Fang Ran grabbed his chicken coop, and then was just about to lie down, only to listen to 'bang!' With a bang, the door of the rental house was kicked open!

"Hey! Brother! The sun is all in the ass! Do you want to sleep until noon and eat breakfast together!!! ”

Meng Lang shouted loudly and rushed into Fang Ran's living room, and then saw...

Fang Ran tightly covered his chest with the quilt.

Meng Lang: "......"

"Brother, are you afraid that I will rape you?"

"Well, after all, it's hard to say what a person like you does."

Fang Ran said very seriously, then dragged his clothes into the quilt from the other side, and put on his pants.

Then he dragged the quilt off the bed and slid to the low table, reverting to his slime appearance.

"So, what are you coming to disturb my dreams in the morning?"

The slime looked at him with a pair of dead fish eyes.

"Brother, I admire you for saying that 9:45 a.m. is early in the morning."

Meng Lang rolled his eyes, and the other party's habits like dead pigs were completely desperate.

Fang Ran wrapped in a quilt and shivered out of the Xuanmai sweet orange from under the low table, brewed himself a cup, felt the sweet heat, and the whole person softened on the table.

"It's early morning for me before I wake up, so why should I wake up in my own room, shouldn't we go and save Xiaoor?"

After asking this, Fang Ran looked at Meng Lang and suddenly stared at him silently.

"Brother, I know I haven't washed my face yet, but don't keep staring at my handsome and charming appearance? In case you see that you are pregnant, who is responsible..."

"No, no, no, I'm just thinking, how did you ask this question with your face licking?"

The corners of Meng Lang's mouth twitched and looked at Fang Ran.

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

"You don't remember what you did last night?"

"Last night!?"

Fang Ran looked suspicious at the memory, and then some vague impressions that were very bad and bad appeared in his mind.

Fang Ran: "......"

"Do you know how many fuck-up stuff you did last night besides spitting up my pants?"

Meng Lang looked melancholy at the morning sun outside the window, feeling that he was so tired.

"I'm sorry, don't say it, it's all my fault."

Fang Ran covered his face with his hands and cried quietly.

"Do you know that if you see that public microphone in the hall and go up and sing a song, I can't stop it."

Meng Lang said with a constipated expression, and then covered his face with a sigh:

"You say you can sing it, but think about what you sang last night!! Yes!! The first time I heard the Sichuan version of Andy Lau's "Thank You for Your Love", and there were two sentences in the middle of "The Disease is Love"!! Sichuan language!! ”

Meng Lang slapped the table angrily and shouted angrily:

"And the most shameless thing, before you go up, you use the [Phantom Card] to change my appearance!! Yes!? ”

"Flirting with a girl just use a small or look, shame just use my look, what are you usually dissatisfied with me, let's hear it!! Bastard!! ”

Meng Lang angrily slapped Fang Ran's desktop continuously, snatched the Xuanmai sweet orange that Fang Ran had brewed and drank it all, feeling that he had thousands of pains in his heart, and he was simply moved by China to endure humiliation for the sake of the country....

Fang Ran, who didn't dare to resist when Xuanmai Gantang was snatched away, covered his face deeply, and last night's Sichuan version of "Thank You for Your Love" echoed in his mind.

If what my brother said was true, then I ..... last night

"Tonic ask me, how many people has the doctor been subjected to, you make up for my injured friends with more kidneys, and injured friends with more kidneys~"

"It's always black and cruel to peel off the wound, persuade you to be the person who rubs the gods, save money to explode Liu Jifen, explode Liu Jifen~"

"Black Duck is so painful~~~"

It should be sung like this, after all, the Sichuan version of "Thank You for Your Love" is the most magical song I have ever heard.

Fang Ran felt that if he sang this song in front of the public, it would be easier for him to cover his face and run naked.

Don't doubt it, don't believe it, listen to it, this song is so magical!

"Ahem... That, small or? ”

I always feel super sorry for my brother, Fang Ran hurriedly changed the topic and asked.

Meng Lang stared at Fang Ran resentfully.

Don't, brother, don't look at me like that, you make me feel guilty like this.

Fang Ran was embarrassed not to overdo it.

"Cut..."

In view of the fact that it was the wine that he had mixed cheaply at the beginning, Meng Lang cut it off, did not pursue it, and then yelled in the direction behind Fang Ran!

"Small or!! The old brother woke up!! ”

“???”

Fang Ran looked at him puzzled, and then after a while, Gou Yu walked in from the door with a sigh with thick gloves and stewed chicken soup in both hands.

"Well, can you stop shouting so loudly? You call me normally, and I can hear me. ”

"Eh!!"

Seeing Gou Yu walk in, Fang Ran was suddenly surprised, and then looked in the direction of Meng Lang.

"You drank too much last night, and I took you back with Xiao or Bali, and I couldn't find a place to live nearby."

“so?”

Fang Ran still looked confused, he hadn't reacted to the reason why Gou Yu appeared here with chicken soup, so he looked at Gou Yu who was filling the three bowls with chicken soup.

Well, if you look closely, it's really virtuous to be small or like this...

"Ask the lady next door for a slightly higher price to rent her house, and it may be bothering you in the future, captain."

Fang Ran: "......"

Syllable!

Fang Ran couldn't bear to look at it directly and slapped it on his face, don't look at it.

"You two..."

"Do you know that there are only three rooms on the second floor?"

"Yes, what's wrong, it's just one of us, yo Xi, this will be the base of our team in the future."

Meng Lang quickly filled himself a bowl of chicken soup, took a sip, and showed a happy expression warmly.

"Bastard, I'm not talking about this!!"

Fang Ran slapped the table angrily and shouted loudly!

"So, brother, what the hell are you struggling with?"

Meng Lang pursed his lips and spit out a chicken bone and said.

"Do you know that there are two big girls on the second floor! You forced the last lady away, what can you do if you let the three uncles downstairs who were originally fierce because there was only one aunt left, so the competition was fierce!! ”

"Have you considered the feelings of the masters?"

Gou Yu: "......" No wonder when I went to buy groceries this morning, the eyes of the uncle downstairs looked at me so strangely.

Meng Lang: "......", I always feel like I've heard this somewhere...

Gou Yu couldn't bear to cover his face directly, Meng Lang also spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and Fang Ran silently picked up his chicken soup.

I'm sorry, uncles, we can't help but drive away your hope of life.

One of the three magical boys was holding a bowl of chicken soup, and they thought apologetically in the morning sun.