"Open the door, open the door......" The irritable Song is only, like a little leopard who has gone crazy: "Don't look at what time it is now, disturb the people and don't know." ”

The door slowly opened, and it was the last person she wanted to see in Song's eyes.

She slapped her head hard, how could she forget that Shen Lang was the owner of the upstairs unit.

"Something?" Shen Lang raised his eyebrows, and unconsciously took a step back, seemingly inadvertently distancing himself from Song Zhi.

Song was only angry, and said angrily: "As a neighbor, I kindly remind you that you have already constituted a disturbance at this time, and the upstairs and downstairs neighbors need to rest." ”

Shen Lang's face remained unchanged, glanced at the watch on his wrist, and said lightly: "The normal decoration time of the community is generally from Monday to Friday from 8 o'clock to 12 o'clock in the morning, and from 14 o'clock to 18 o'clock in the afternoon. ”

Song was only stunned, and looked at him with straight eyes.

What does that mean?

Is he giving himself a law?

Shen Langzhen doubted that her brain structure was different from that of humans, and teased: "It's 17 o'clock on Friday, and according to my country's laws and regulations, I can decorate during this time period." ”

Song only felt that talking to this person was too wasteful of brain cells.

"Count you ruthless!" She gritted her teeth and spat out three words, turned and ran downstairs.

Facts have proved that she not only can't fight the sky, the earth, or Shen Lang.

She rushed downstairs in a hurry, her ears still buzzing, and the noise made her brain hurt.

Sitting on the bench downstairs, Song only gasped for breath a few times and sat in a daze for a long time, inexplicably feeling like crying.

She took out her mobile phone and hesitated again and again before dialing Song's father's number.

"Only, do you miss your father?"

Dad's voice can always make Song only feel the warmth of home when she is at her lowest, and it seems that as long as her father is there, she doesn't have to be afraid of anything.

She held on to keep herself from crying.

"It's hard work alone in a big city, don't be wronged, buy whatever you want to eat and drink, and if you don't have enough money, tell your father."

"Dad, I miss you."

"This stupid girl, isn't she unhappy? Or is work not going well? If someone bullies you, tell your father, and he will teach him a lesson. ”

endured it, endured it, but the tears still flowed unconsciously.

She wiped her tears and choked up: "No, I'm doing well, my colleagues are very friendly, my boss also values me, and he said that he would give me a promotion and a raise, not to mention my father, my colleague asked me to dinner." ”

Shen Lang walked out of the corridor and saw Song only sitting on a bench not far away crying.

He frowned slightly, could it be that his tone was too much just now, right?

What does it have to do with him, and it wasn't he who asked her to come to the door to find fault.

Song only raised her head and met Shen Lang's gaze, she glanced at him angrily, in order to avoid more contact with him, she got up and walked in the opposite direction of Shen Lang.

The donkey has a bad temper and a bad brain, so Shen Lang scoffed.

He was now curious about how unlucky a man would marry this woman in the future.

"It's just that, I heard Nong say he's looking for a cat?" Aunt Zhou spoke Shanghainese Mandarin and pulled Song Zhi to say, "Ala Fang just saw a kitten running to that place." ”

"Aunt Zhou, do you see what color that cat is?" Song only burst into tears and asked quickly.

Aunt Zhou thought for a while and said, "A white kitten." ”

Song only couldn't hide the joy on his face, and ran away in the direction pointed by Aunt Zhou.

"Meng Meng, is that you?" Song only peeled off the grass and looked inside, but there was no trace of the little meow: "Mengmeng, come out, my sister is looking for you." ”

The search was fruitless, and Song was only very frustrated.

She swore that if she found Meng Meng, she would beat his little ass.

"Ahh

Shen Lang didn't know what was going on today, and he sneezed vigorously.

I vaguely felt that there was a bad premonition.

From a long distance, Shen Lang heard a familiar female voice, which seemed to be calling......

"Moe Meng ...... Meng Meng ......"

His eyes widened suddenly, and his nose opened slightly, and this woman had made a mistake in one of her tendons, and she had found the cat again.

Thirty-six strategies are the best policy.

Shen Lang didn't dare to turn around, and tiptoed backwards, but he was not the only one who bent down and retreated at this moment......

"Oops!"

Song was only knocked into the street, her knees smashed to the ground, and her facial features were tangled together.

Shen Lang also realized that he had bumped into someone, and hurriedly went to help, and when he saw Song Zhizhi, he just grabbed her hand, and suddenly let go again.

Song only knelt down again: "Ah! My knees, you don't have long eyes......"

As soon as she looked up, she saw Shen Lang who was half-bent over, and she was immediately furious: "Why are you again!?" ”

"Nothing good will happen to you." Song only wanted to stand up, but found that his knees hurt badly, so he could only maintain this posture and kneel in front of Shen Lang: "I don't know what kind of bad luck I took to meet the broom star, and I am still alive." ”

In terms of bad luck, Shen Lang is not far behind.

Shen Yuan helped him analyze the results two days ago, whether it was blood type, constellation, genus or eight characters, Song only restrained him.

"Song ...... Miss, yes? Shen Lang condescendingly condensed at her: "Speaking of which, after meeting you, I seem to be very unlucky, I was sent to the police station first, and then I was vomited by you, and I was treated as a pervert by you, whether it is objective factors or environmental factors, it seems that you did not suffer a loss, relatively speaking, I should be the one who met the broom star." ”

"You ......"

Song only didn't expect that this man's mouth was so powerful that he was defeated in the first round.

She was just about to open her mouth to fight back, but she heard Shen Lang say again: "There are ...... more"

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, and then again: "If you want to apologize, just say it directly, you don't have to kneel down to make such a big salute." ”

After such a sentence, Shen Lang swept past Song Zhi's side and left in style.

Song only raised his finger to the sky, gritted his back molars, and said word by word: "Dead pervert, my aunt and grandmother are not finished with you!" ”