Shen Lang's face was as ugly as it was.

His eyes were as cold as knives, and he hated to stab Song to death directly.

He thinks that he can endure his joys, sorrows, and sorrows very well, but whenever he faces Song Zhizhi, he can always be easily provoked by her.

Forget it, Shen Lang didn't bother to bother with her, otherwise, others would not be able to tell who was an idiot.

Song only met his eyes, and there was a possibility that he would be killed at any time.

She thought about it again and again, and finally decided: "Forget it, I still don't need your help, I can face it myself." ”

When Shen Lang heard this, he frowned and stared at her.

He didn't know what she was stupid about. Or stupid? Or stupid?

Shen Lang thinks it's too light to say that she is an idiot.

If you don't hold your golden thighs, you have to face it yourself.

Let an idiot face Xia Menglan's scheming and acting skills...... Wouldn't that be to hit a stone with an egg?

"Song Zhizhi, are you an idiot? Do you think you can beat Xia Menglan? She has agents, she has legal counsel, and she has a whole suite of crisis PR. What do you have? A mentally unsound head? ”

Song was only stunned by Shen Lang's words.

Could it be that in Shen Lang's eyes, he is so unbearable?

Mentally unsound...... Does he think he's an idiot?

Song only glanced at Shen Lang viciously, and his angry eyes were not far behind his gaze.

She broke away from Shen Lang's hand and said angrily: "Yes, I'm an idiot, I don't have an agent, no legal counsel, no public relations company, and I have an unsound brain." ”

Scold! This line is really enough for Qiong Yao.

After finishing speaking, Song only felt that his mouth was sour for a while, and his scalp was numb.

A good conversation, how did it become like a Qiong Yao drama.

She didn't bother to continue talking to Shen Lang, so she glanced at him and turned to leave.

Shen Lang was also choked with anger, and shook his hand angrily: "I'm too lazy to care about you!" ”

One is too lazy to care, the other is too lazy to ask, they are like two lines that have just crossed and become parallel.

Song only thinks that they just don't talk speculatively, they can't be calm every time they speak, and they always look like enemies.

Song, who was "not sound in his brain", only rushed downstairs in a hurry, only to find that he was wearing pajamas and slippers.

raised his eyes and looked at the window of Shen Lang's house, only to see Shen Lang carrying her clothes and shoes in his hands, with an indescribable evil smile on his face.

Song was only very angry, and Shen Lang was obviously playing tricks on himself.

He must not be allowed to succeed!

"If you have the ability, you can throw it down!"

Stir up the law......

He just wasn't fooled, and the evil smile on the corner of his mouth became even thicker: "I don't throw it." ”

"You ......" Song only stomped his feet in anger: "If you don't throw it, you are not a man." ”

It's more ruthless! Who is afraid of Who!

When Shen Lang heard this, although his face was still the same expression, the teeth in his mouth were bitten and creaked.

Fortunately, he was upstairs, and Song only couldn't hear it downstairs, otherwise, where would he put his face!

It's more hateful!

Okay, Song only, then let you see what a real man is.

Shen Lang glanced at her downstairs, then turned around and went back to the house.

Song only clenched his fist hard: "Oh yes! Shen Lang, you lost, you're not a man......"

The word "person" was still stuck in Song Zhi's throat, and she suddenly saw Shen Lang turn back, and what made her even more stunned was that Shen Lang held a suitcase high.

This suitcase is full of Song's treasures.

Each of these garments is handmade.

Shen Lang opened the suitcase, took a long skirt, and shook in midair: "Song only, I'll let you see what a real man is today." ”

Song was only afraid, she was really scared, not to mention anything else, just the skirt in Shen Lang's hand, but she did the results of one night, and she was not willing to wear it.

"Don't don't ......" Song only waved his hand vigorously: "Don't throw it!" ”

Shen Lang squinted his eyes vigorously and said word by word: "Didn't you beg me to throw it?" Then you're going to have to pick it up! ”

"Ah......h

Mr. Shen suddenly let go of his hand, and the skirt fluttered in the air.

"Shen Lang, you really threw it!"

Mr. Shen raised his eyebrows and picked up the second one defiantly......

Revenge, Shen Lang, this is naked revenge.

Revenge on her for stealing his wine.

The skirt is to the left, she is to the left, the skirt is to the right, she is to the right.

In Shen Lang's opinion, she is like an old hen ready to catch eggs.

Fortunately, fortunately, Song only caught this skirt, but then the second one followed, she didn't care about anything else, and hurried to pick up the second one.

The third and fourth ......

After a while, Song only held a big push of clothes in his arms.

Shen Lang didn't seem to be satisfied with Song Zhi's performance, so the black-bellied President Shen decided to make a big move.

He took out a pair of Song's shoes, smiled evilly, and threw them down at two ends, one on the left and one on the right.

This time, classmate Song was exhausted, and with a bunch of clothes in her arms, she could only watch her beloved shoes fall to the ground.

She was very painful, but these shoes were her favorite, so she also ate instant noodles for half a month before she saved money and bought them.

"Shen Lang!" Song only jumped like thunder: "I'm not done with you." ”

She picked up her shoes, grabbed her clothes, and rushed upstairs in a hurry.

She entered the password, but found that the combination lock could not open the door, and she knew without guessing that it must be Shen Lang who changed the password while she was going upstairs.

Song only knocked on the door hard: "Shen Lang, open the door, open the door, open the door, don't hide inside and keep quiet, I know you're at home!" ”

Aunt Zhou came down from upstairs with a vegetable basket and happened to see this scene.

Since the last time she knew that the kidnapping was a misunderstanding, Aunt Zhou felt that the new young man looked good, and he was a good match with Song Zhi.

Unexpectedly, a few days later, the two of them actually lived together.

Aunt Zhou smiled very ambiguously: "Ou Yo, the little couple quarreled." ”

Song Zhi's face turned red when he heard this, and he bit his lip and smiled awkwardly.

She lowered her voice and called softly: "Shen Lang, if you open the door for me, I won't pursue this matter, otherwise, I want you to look good!" ”

A man's voice faintly came from the room: "I don't need you to make me look good, I'm already good-looking." ”

"Whew! I've seen shameless, but I've never seen someone who wants you to be so shameless. Song only saw that after Aunt Zhou left, she immediately raised her tone.

"What's wrong? Forgot your keys? ”

Uncle Wang, who came back from walking, saw Song Zhizhi holding his clothes, and asked with concern.

Song Zhi's face turned even redder, and he quickly turned around.

"Only, to dry your clothes?"

"Just, making new clothes again?"

"Only, why don't you go into the house?"

After a while, the uncles and aunts upstairs and downstairs seemed to have discussed, either upstairs or downstairs, and for a while, Song only became a scenic spot in the corridor.

Song only died of shame and indignation.

What has become of this......

In the eyes of outsiders, she is like a little daughter-in-law who has been swept out of the house.

She plunged headlong into the pile of clothes and kicked the door one by one.

Chirping......

The door slowly opened, and Shen Lang put on an expression of successful trickery, looking at her with bright eyes.

But in Song Zhizhi's eyes, no matter how he looks at it, he owes a beating!

"How? Is it enough for a man? ”

Song only snorted coldly and kicked Shen Lang's calf fiercely.

She swept past Shen Lang directly, returned to her room with a large pile of clothes, she stuffed the clothes into the suitcase in one go, and packed up all the things that belonged to her.

Shen Lang stood at the door and watched, but the more he looked, the more he felt that something seemed wrong.

He frowned, and said in a low and magnetic voice, "What are you going to do?" ”

Song only cleaned up his things and said coldly, "Move out." ”

"Who gave you permission to move!?" When Shen Lang heard this, his face sank, he rushed to Song Zhizhi in one step, and pressed her hand to pack things: "You are where I am, come if you want, leave if you want!" ”

Song only raised his eyes and couldn't help laughing: "I didn't sell it to you, why can't I leave!" ”

This sentence really choked Shen Lang.

Indeed, Song is not his person, why can't he leave.

After thinking for a while, Mr. Shen finally came up with an excuse: "If you leave, I won't be responsible for the decoration of the house you rent." ”

It's okay not to say it, as soon as Shen Lang said about the decoration, Song was only angry and didn't fight anywhere.

She broke free of Shen Lang's hand vigorously, and said angrily: "You still said decoration, you go and see for yourself, what has become of my house now!" ”

Saying that, Song only dragged Shen Lang directly downstairs.

She opened the door, and Shen Lang was suddenly dumbfounded.

I'm going to ......

What's going on with this Nima?

Is this bombarded by artillery? Or was it swept up by a typhoon?

How does it look like a rotten house.

But I have to say that Shen Yuan's speed of doing things is estimated to be less than a year and a half, and Song only has no way to go back to his home.

Shen Lang couldn't say how happy he was, and when Song was not paying attention, he edited a WeChat message and sent it to Shen Yuan, and the content of WeChat was only four words: Well done.

Shen Lang's eyes were slightly constricted, and his indifferent gaze fell on Song Zhi's puffed little face: "I think, you have nowhere to go for the time being." ”

He glanced upstairs, "I don't mind taking you in, I'm ......"

Song only didn't give him a chance to continue, slammed the door slammed slammed, and was about to go downstairs clumsily holding his suitcase.

"Where are you going?"

Shen Lang didn't expect that she would have to leave, he chased after him quickly, blocking Song Zhi's way.

"Don't worry about it!" Song only raised his head and stared at him indignantly.

He had investigated Song Zhizhi and knew that she only had one friend here, Anne, but Anne was already out of her own pocket, so how could she come to shelter her.

Wrong!

Shen Lang's eyes sank suddenly, and his eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle into a Sichuan character.

She may have one more friend now-Gu Nanchen!

Thinking of this man who only had ill intentions towards Song, Shen Lang's eyes suddenly emitted a cold glow like cold moonlight.

He suddenly snatched the suitcase in Song's hand, grabbed her arm with one hand, and dragged her home.

Song only felt as if his arm had been pinched by a vice, and his bones were about to be crushed by him.

"Bang!"

Shen Lang slammed the door shut, his condensed eyes staring at her for a moment.

His eyes were like a hungry wolf that had been hungry for a long time, as if he was going to eat her alive in the next second.

Song was only very afraid, worried that Shen Lang would make some excessive moves: "What are you going to do!?" ”

"I was wrong!" Shen Lang's voice was cold, he glared angrily, and the cold air emanating from his body was more air-conditioned than an air conditioner: "I shouldn't have thrown your clothes." ”

Song was only stunned, what did he mean by this?

Apologize?

But who has ever seen such an apology, like a loan shark chasing money.

In the most arrogant tone, say the most cowardly words?!