Chapter 60: Prostitutes don't look down on them

The man quickly closed the door, rushed to her, and asked like a monkey, "Who are you and why are you in my house?" ”

Leaning too close, Zhao Lian stepped back, this person looked so familiar, hippie and smiling, he couldn't remember it for a while. A stranger suddenly broke in, Zhao Lian was startled, and she looked back. Wei Ye is still there, what are you afraid of.

So Zhuang Qi asked, "I still want to ask you." What do you do when you break into someone's house? ”

The man circled around her, his eyes looking wildly. Although her eyes were not annoying, she was still hairy in her heart.

"Wei Ye is coming out, someone is coming." Zhao Lian shouted and ran into the house.

The little lady ran away as if she was running away, he touched his nose, is it so terrible. He only glanced at it a few times.

"Who?" Wei Ye's eyebrows were sharp in vain, and he appeared at the door with a hat in his hand, protecting people behind him like a hen protecting her cubs.

The two looked at each other, and how much deep meaning was in their eyes.

The man took out a folding fan, fanned it, and said with a smile: "Brother Wei is also here, why don't you borrow my place for a tryst, it's really interesting." ”

There was no mouth, Zhao Lian's face turned black, and she grabbed Wei Ye's waist and twisted it a few times.

Wei Ye tilted to the side in pain, grabbing the trick's hand.

The little hand slapped him hard, and the snapping sound resounded throughout the courtyard. Wei Ye lowered his head and didn't speak, but he was glared at by the little lady again.

The man smiled and bent down again: "Yo, flirting and scolding, I avoid it." ”

He spoke, but remained motionless.

"Ji Hao, don't close your mouth again, you wait and see." Wei Ye said quietly.

Ji Hao's laughter came to an abrupt end. Forget it, Wei Ye is too fierce.

Wei Ye snorted coldly, brought the hat to the little lady, and pulled the person out in a bright light.

Zhao Lian: "Don't you need to say hello?" ”

What to say hello, that hippie face swaggers around with a fan all day long, and always coaxes the little lady to like it.

They hid like rats along the way. When Zhao Lian almost bumped into someone for the third time, her little temper came up, and she couldn't be annoyed. What did she do, so unsightly.

Zhao Lian stopped at the corner of an alley, refused to hide anymore, and pouted, "I don't want to hide, it's boring." ”

Wei Ye sighed lightly, "Then don't hide." ”

After saying that, she repented again, what about the reputation of the Zhao family.

"No, let's hide."

Wei Ye looked at her fixedly and nodded.

She urged, Wei Ye took her to the corner, he was more cautious and cautious, and avoided it several times, obviously very familiar with this area.

I don't want people to know, but I don't want people to know that he has a house here. What the little lady was worried about didn't have much effect, and the reputation was already in the boat. He clinged to her, perhaps because of guilt, and deceived himself.

It was getting late, and Zhao Wei held his waist and stretched his neck at the door, looking at it.

The mother and son of the Zhou family happened to go home, and Zhou Liang was still wearing a Tsing Yi student uniform, tall and delicate.

Zhao Wei couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Mother Zhou's eyes were sharp, and she saw the little lady at the door next door pinching her waist like a fairy, leaning against the door, her posture was like a willow, her eyebrows and eyes were frivolous, and her eyes were rippling. hurriedly walked beside his son to block his gaze, and secretly chirped: "Which one of the cheap people in the building ran out, waiting here to hook up with my son." ”

Zhou Liang is much taller than Zhou's mother, how can he cover it, he looked at the thin waist, the little lady has a good posture, if she is more upright, she must be a beauty.

The mind is hidden deep in the heart and will not be superficial. Reading poetry and books, he was courteous, and when he met the little lady's exploratory eyes, he hurriedly lowered his eyebrows and walked by.

"Dare to ask this lady, can you see my sister at the mouth of this alley?" Zhao Wei twisted his waist and saluted, showing his slender waist, shaking his throat, and his voice turned a few corners.

Zhou Liang has been studying for many years, and he rarely has contact with the little lady, and suddenly when he heard the delicate voice, he couldn't help but look at the little lady.

Mother Zhou had a dark face and said hard: "I don't know." ”

Then strode into the door, and Zhou Liang also quickened his steps.

The sound of the door slamming the door frame shook to Zhao Wei.

Then Zhou's mother's voice came from the courtyard, "What did I say at the beginning, it's cheap and not good." The most taboo thing about the cultivation and reading house is that the surrounding atmosphere is not right. Why did you choose this place? Sure enough, the tree does not bear good fruit. Yesterday's was bad, today's is fine? Everywhere there is turbidity and turbidity. Who knows what those who hide the door are doing. Sure enough, those faceless and skinless people are playing coquettish at the door today, accosting and soliciting, which is really rampant. I've lived here for eight lifetimes......"

Zhao Lian trembled angrily and treated her as a secret prostitute. The yellow-faced woman actually scolded her.

"Who is your mother scolding, why don't you come out and scold. I have the ability to name names. Yellow-faced woman, you come out and make it clear, what's wrong with my son, where did you come from to think that I have taken a fancy to your son. Look at your poor sour appearance, even the prostitute has taken a fancy to your son's little white face, and you will rummage through the cabinets to find out how many taels of silver you have, and see if you can afford to pay for prostitution. I also ploughed and read the house, and laughed to death. With a mother like you, you don't need to look much to know what kind of goods your son is. Aren't you amazing, why don't you say it? ”

Zhao Wei stuck her waist in, her throat was about to smoke, and the next door was still silent. Instead, it was her voice that attracted the other neighbors on both sides.

Zhao Lian was just about to rise up and was brought back again. She was about to fall asleep when a woman poked her head out and asked.

"Is this a little lady of the Zhao family? What's the matter, the anger is like this. ”

"I am," a slightly rough voice startled Zhao Wei, she quickly raised her voice again, and said softly: "I am the third among the sisters of the Zhao family, called Zhao Wei, you can call me Sister Wei." How do you call it? ”

"You can call me Aunt Zhang according to Sister Lian." Aunt Zhang said.

"Aunt Zhang, I'm fine here, but I'm waiting for the fifth uncle to come back at the door, who knows that the newcomer slanders my reputation for no reason. So the anger is a little bigger. Zhao Wei stood for a long time, her back was sore, and she couldn't help pinching.

Aunt Zhang looked at her eyebrows thoughtfully, "Oh, that's the case." You wait slowly, extinguish the fire. It's all neighborhood ......."

Zhao Wei's eyes widened, looking at Aunt Zhang, as if she had found something.

Aunt Zhang looked back and saw nothing, and went back with doubts.

After a while, Zhao Lian and the two walked out of the corner and entered the door safely.

Zhao Lian breathed a sigh of relief, and the highly tense nerves finally relaxed.

Wei Yebang took off his hat and accepted the scrutiny of the little lady of the Zhao family. He seemed to be inadvertent, but in fact, he was also quietly observing this little lady who he had never seen in his previous life. When he was in the Zhao family, he heard that he had married away from home in his previous life, and few people mentioned it.

Zhao Wei stuffed a cotton towel in her hand, smiled brightly, and pulled Zhao Lian as if they were intimate: "Sister Lian, the guests are here, why don't you introduce me to them." ”

Her voice was more pretentious, and the twists and turns were like the eighteen bends of the mountain road: "This, could it be my future brother-in-law?" ”

Zhao Lian rolled her eyes and pretended again.