Chapter 117: Scorch, Scorch

Approaching behind Chen Aiqing, Rong Yi heard her muttering in a low voice: "It's strange, I obviously remember the ...... placed here."

Taking advantage of her single-minded search for something and not realizing her existence, he quickly rubbed Chen Aiqing's skirt with his fingers stained with chili sauce.

Looking at the gray cloth stained with an obvious layer of red oil, Rong Yi felt a little better, and then retreated to the kitchen step by step, pulled out two paper towels, and wiped off the remaining chili sauce on his fingers.

Picking up the vinegar bottle again, he walked out of the kitchen.

Passing by Chen Aiqing's side, Rong Yi said, "I'll go back first, you ......"

Before he finished speaking, he paused, and then opened his mouth as if he had found something: "What's that on your skirt?" ”

Chen Aiqing, who touched a USB flash drive from the crack of the sofa, immediately straightened up when he heard this: "I have something on my skirt?" ”

Rong Yi nodded.

"Damn!" The little girl ran back to the bedroom, and after a while, her disgusted and frustrated voice came from inside, "What kind of thing is this, how can there be...... Hey...... Chili oil! ”

Now, I have to change my clothes before I can go out.

Rong Yi, who had achieved his goal, felt that it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time, so he cleared his throat and said in the direction of the bedroom: "I'm going up, when you come back, I'll come back and return your vinegar." ”

Chen Aiqing was in no mood to care about the bottle of vinegar: "Okay, okay, whatever you want." ”

As the words fell, she closed the bedroom door with a "bang".

Although the gray skirt can't be worn out of the door, it can't be guaranteed that the little ghost head has other clothes that are very excessive.

Thinking like this, he left Chen Aiqing's house, and wondered if he was going to remind her that it would cool down at night.

Probably thinking about something, he walked up the stairs very slowly.

Walking to the door of the house, Rong Yi felt out the key, and as soon as he opened the door, he was greeted by a smell of burning something.

He stood in the doorway for two seconds, and then remembered that he had forgotten to turn off the fire on the stove before going out.

I put the borrowed bottle of vinegar on the cabinet at the door and let it go to the kitchen.

The water had boiled dry, and the bottom of the pot had become charred black.

Forget it, this pot is not very easy to use anyway, so burn it and burn it.

Rong Yi didn't bother to dispose of the burnt pot, and after putting it aside, he found another pot from the cabinet.

Before the water boiled, he turned around and went to the living room and opened his laptop.

Glancing at the time in the lower right corner of the screen, Rong Yi estimated that the little ghost should be ready to go out at this time, so he hugged his laptop and went to the balcony.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, a slender figure walked out of the corridor.

staring at Chen Aiqing's figure for a long time, Rong Yi resisted the urge to throw the laptop downstairs, and silently said a dirty word in his heart.

What a fuck up!

Why is this little guy so dishonest?

Yes, she didn't wear that gray skirt anymore, but now it's denim shorts.

The two long legs are so dangling without covering, what difference does it make if you wear a skirt or pants?

Who the hell could make her ......

At this time, Rong Yicai found out that Chen Aiqing was going out alone, and there was no one else waiting for her downstairs.

So, besides the pervert who sent her back, there's another?

Wait a minute.

Rong Yi, who stood on the balcony for a while, suddenly woke up with his head blown by a gust of wind.