Chapter 112 How to Use the Litter Box Properly

Song Zhizhi's threat made Yan Xu deeply realize that it was definitely not easy to be a woman in Shen Lang's eyes.

It's just that what Yan Xu didn't expect was to be able to see Song only being slapped in the face so soon......

He was across the road, just in time to see Song only walking out of the alley, her face was pale, her legs trembled as she walked, she hammered her legs hard, gasping for air, she looked around as if vigilantly, then stopped a taxi, got in and left.

Yan Xu hooked the corners of his mouth, leaned on his car and lit a cigarette: "Little girl, I thought I had met a ruthless character, but I didn't expect it to be a good person." ”

He threw down the cigarette butt and stomped on it, twisting it vigorously.

I have been playing with eagles for so many years, but I didn't expect a little sparrow to peck at it today.

The more this was the case, the more interested he was in Song Zhi, Yan Xu turned around and got into the car, and followed closely behind the taxi that Song Zhizhi was riding.

Song only didn't realize that he was being followed, and sat in the car for half an hour, still not recovering from the panic just now.

She wanted to know who gave Yan Xu the courage to put everything to a showdown in front of the victim.

The taxi stopped outside the community, and Song only paid the fare and got off.

Yan Xu's car was parked outside the community, and he drove away only after watching Song only walk into the corridor.

Song only pushed open the door of the house, and heard Shen Yuan's crying, Song Li's complaining, and Shen Lang's painful moans.

What kind of fairy family is this, which can include so many headache-inducing voices.

The moment she walked into the living room, the strange sounds in the room instantly froze, and the eyes were cast at her one after another, like chicks waiting to be fed, and then, Shen Yuan continued to cry, Song continued to make trouble, and Shen Lang continued to moan.

The corners of Song Zhi's mouth twitched slightly, and he yelled: "Give me silence!" ”

Can't be angry, can't be angry.

How beautiful the world is and how fresh the air is.

I am definitely not the same as a group of idiots, otherwise, it will be unclear who is the idiot.

"Savior!"

"Sister!"

"Song only!"

Three men, three titles.

For a moment, Song only felt that they were not roommates under the same roof, but more like her three sons.

She raised her hand to her forehead, feeling that her head hurt.

Then she held on to the door frame so that she would not pass out.

"You ...... What's going on!? Song only gritted his back molars and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth.

Shen Yuan: "I need your comfort. ”

Song: "I need your money." ”

Shen Lang: "I need your ......"

His sentence breaking was very skillful, and instantly attracted the six eyes of the other three people, and Shen Lang coughed suddenly: "I need you to cook." ”

Song only wanted to turn around and run away, she would rather face Yan Xu's threats and intimidation than such a group of beasts and scum opposite.

"Whoa." Song only walked in front of Shen Yuan and threw his mobile phone to him: "Anne is in a bad mood, and the circle of friends shows that she went to the movies alone." ”

She twitched five hundred yuan from her purse and fell on Song Li's body: "At least half a month, save me some flowers!" ”

She walked into the master bedroom again, looked at Shen Lang who was lying on the bed and was waiting to be fed, took a deep breath, and sighed: "Wait, I'll go cook for you." ”

Half an hour later, three dishes and one soup were placed in front of Shen Lang.

Shen Lang tried to raise his hand, his eyebrows furrowed, and it seemed that his back hurt badly.

Helpless, Song had no choice but to feed him.

"Hot."

Shen Lang opened his mouth slightly, using his eyes to create his intentions.

Song only squinted his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and reluctantly and helplessly took a spoonful of soup, blew it lightly on his lips, and then sent it to Shen Lang's mouth.

He was very satisfied with Song Zhi's expression, as if the tomato and egg soup had become a lot more delicious in an instant.

This is a bitter Song only, this Shen family's eldest young master is quite difficult to serve.

After a while, I want paper towels, and it has to be pure natural wood pulp.

If you want to drink water for a while, you have to drink pure natural mineral water.

Song can only endure it, but he can only endure it anymore.

After finally serving Mr. Shen to eat, Song only dragged his tired body out of the room.

Song only thinks that Shen Lang should be the most difficult person in the world to serve.

Alas!

She sighed, it was better to just receive Yan Xu's check, and feed a bowl of poison directly to Shen Lang, so that he could be reincarnated as soon as possible, go down to earth as soon as possible, and taste the suffering of the world.

After Shen Lang ate and drank enough, he looked like an uncle......

Oh! Of course, this description is only limited to Shen Lang himself, in Song Zhi's opinion, he is like a king without a shell, sighing, expecting Ai Ai.

Song only didn't bother to pay attention to him, holding half a watermelon and digging with a spoon to eat.

"Sister." With a strange smile on his face, Song came up to her.

Song only hurriedly hugged the watermelon: "My sister and brother are settling accounts, don't want me to share half of your watermelon." ”

Song looked at the black line in his head: "Who wants your watermelon, I want to know, how are we going to sleep tonight?" You see, Brother Lang slept in the master bedroom, and I was in the second bedroom, should you sleep in the living room? ”

Let her Song only sleep in the living room?!

She once wondered if Song's head was broken.

She touched his head and then herself: "No fever?" Why is this kid still talking nonsense? ”

"Sister, what do you mean?"

Song only smiled, raised his hand and knocked on Song's head: "Silly brother, how can it be that your sister and I sleep in the living room?" Even if you think with your heels, you should be the one who sleeps in the living room! ”

"Ahh I?! Song pointed to his nose: "Sister, I'm a guest, why do you want me to sleep in the living room?" ”

"Who did you just say you were?"

"Guest."

"That's right, where can guests sleep if they don't sleep in the living room?" Song only said, and stuffed half of the watermelon skin into Song's hand: "Yes, my sister is tired and has to rest, you can go to bed early." ”

After she finished speaking, she got up and walked into the second bedroom, leaving Song Li, who was holding half of a watermelon skin, with a confused expression.

好歹,他也算是客人,这个无情无义无理取闹的表姐,竟然……

It's too much!

As an excellent naughty ghost and mischievous spirit, at this moment, Song played a fearless and selfless dedication.

He dialed the phone number of his aunt as soon as possible, oh yes, it was Song Zhi's mother's phone.

"Auntie." His voice was crying: "My cousin actually bullied me for her boyfriend." ”

Boyfriend!?

When Song's mother heard these three words, her original sleepiness disappeared in an instant, she jumped up two meters from the bed, holding her mobile phone, as if she was holding a baby, and her voice trembled with excitement: "It's over, what did you say?" Does your sister have a boyfriend? ”

"yes, yes. Moreover, he is still a young talent, a high-end person in society. ”

"What's sophistication?"

"It doesn't matter, my sister is really, she has such a good boyfriend, and she won't tell you, aunt, you think it's still me, how much do you think this major discovery is worth?"

"That's it, don't mention the money, it hurts the feelings."

"Auntie, don't you want to see your son-in-law-to-be?"

这句话瞬间戳中要害,宋妈妈的声音明显更加颤抖了:“了了,你就和伯母说,你要多少? ”

"Well......" Song pondered for a moment: "Five hundred, a photo, an explosive news." ”

"Deal!"

After a while, Song received 500 yuan from Song's mother in WeChat.

拿了人的钱,自然是要替人办事,宋了了蹑手蹑脚地走到了沈浪的房门口,可尝试着扭了几下门把,却发现沈浪竟然反锁上了门,照片是拍不到了,不过,爆炸性的新闻还是要发的,他赶紧把这里的定位发给了宋妈妈,临了还附赠了一张火车票。

Song glanced at the closed door left and right, and sighed lightly: "Middle-aged people's love is dull, brother, I can only help you get here." ”

清晨的阳光带着初秋的一丝凉意,从窗户悄无声息地潜入,作为一只英勇救人的小喵咪,微微缩了一个哆嗦,缓缓醒转过来。

7点45分,距离小喵咪变身只有最后的15分钟。

Time doesn't matter, the important thing is that the little cat is very urgent.

As the president of the Shen Group, how could Shen Xiaomeow use a cat litter box?

It's just that now that the situation is economical, he has no other way, Xiao Meow couldn't bear it, jumped out of bed, and walked back and forth around the cat Shapeng, but he really couldn't find a suitable angle to get into it.

He endures, he endures, he endures!

Little Meow couldn't help it, so she had to rush into the litter box and finally ...... The world is quiet......

As soon as he finished the humiliating toilet problem, he jumped on the bed, and a white mist suddenly rose around his body, wrapping the little meow in it, and in an instant, the smoke dissipated, and Shen Lang lay on the bed without an inch.

Shen Lang exhaled heavily, slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes fell on the cat litter box, and his face turned red.

This morning was the most humiliating day of his life.

Knowing this, he shouldn't have promised Shen Yuan what kind of bitter drama, but now it's okay, the president of the dignified Shen Group, the father of Party A's financier, has fallen to the point of using a cat litter box to solve it today, and it is still such a cheap cat litter box, at least ...... According to his identity, it should be the highest grade cat litter box on the market to be worthy of his identity.

"It's better to deal with it quickly, it's best not to be only seen by Song."

Shen Lang endured the pain, supported his weak body, got dressed, and picked up the litter box.

"Squeak......

The moment he pushed open the door, Shen Lang was completely dumbfounded.

In front of him, there was an aunt about 50 years old, who was staring at him with a lewd smile: "Hello, handsome guy, I'm a mother." ”