Chapter 3 Each has its own strategy and layout

"I wanted to break up with her for a long time, just because she could help me share the rent and cook me three meals a day, for free. Warm. Bed. I didn't mention it! Chen Liang had the face of a villain, and said things that made him feel disgusting.

Feng Minglang and Chen Liang have known each other for many years, so they naturally know each other's virtues: "You kid, so. . Scum, it seems that there is a situation? ”

"Hehe, won't that woman meet a few scum in her life?" Chen Liang didn't take it seriously, picked up an empty wine glass, and poured himself wine.

If you want to keep the person you like, you must first control the person who can be with her, Feng Minglang and Chen Liang collided their cups: "This is a bit interesting, don't go back at night, how about going to my place to play all night?" ”

"There is food and shelter, and there are people to serve you, so naturally there is no problem." Chen Liang didn't want to go home either, and his father and mother still had dog skin plasters with strange beliefs, squeezing the small house of more than 60 square meters together.

"You're the worst, but I like it." Feng Minglang put his hand on Chen Liang's shoulder and smiled shallowly, in fact, he just wanted to take a few more glances at Xia Sixue.

After dinner, Feng Minglang took Chen Liang and Xia Sixue to his single house in East China.

The room bungalow is very large, but it is not much decorated, except for a big white, there are no extra ornaments.

The living room is simple with only a sofa, a huge billiards case, and a few humming computers.

It can be seen that this master, in addition to playing, is still playing in his usual time.

Coming to a strange man's house for the first time, Xia Sixue sat on the sofa in the living room, looking at everything around.

"Feng Ye, it was like this when I was in school, and it's still like this here now?"

"Hehe, I'm nostalgic for the old, so I like this place, and the landlord is even lazy to change."

Feng Minglang lived by himself when he was in high school, but he didn't tell anyone that this was his home.

"Ryoko, you turn on the computer, I'll go to the bathroom."

"If I obey you, can't this habit be changed?"

"Huh."

Xia Sixue, who had a little pain in her stomach, didn't care about what the two big men were chatting about, but squinted her eyes slightly and curled up uncomfortably on the sofa.

After all, in Lei City, she only knew Chen Liang, and she didn't come here with him, but went back to his home to live with his parents, which would be even more strange!

Feng Minglang, who went to the bathroom, found a large Coke bottle, filled it with hot water, and carefully wrapped a towel and sent it to Xia Sixue: "If you are sleepy, you will sleep, the bedroom is over there." ”

"Thank you." Touching the hot bottle, Xia Sixue's heart was warm, she had worked hard outside for many years, and it seemed that no one had ever cared about her existence so much.

"Silly girl, what's polite, go ahead!" Feng Minglang raised his arm familiarly, patted her shoulder, and pushed her away.

"Hmm" she agreed, as if she suddenly had a feeling of being pampered, and this feeling, even the boyfriend who had been with her for two years had never given her.

After taking a few steps, she turned to look at the man who had given her warmth, just as she was about to enter the bedroom door.

But he never thought about it, and the man stood straight there, looking at her with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

His smile was very real, but in this slightly dark living room, it was like a lamp, illuminating the road ahead of her.

So he leaned over respectfully and said shallowly: "Thank you." ”

Feng Minglang nodded slowly, his bright eyes looked at the woman who closed the door without blinking.

The throbbing of the heart did not stop because the man closed the door.

He swore that no matter what means he used in this life, he would keep her by his side and seek her to be his wife for life.