Chapter 122: Strange Room 11A
Now it's better.
Because of his wife's relationship, the head of the family is even willing to drink milk that he doesn't like very much.
This is a welcome thing.
"She can do whatever she wants, and you don't interfere."
After Yu Jingchen drank the milk, he slowed down for a while, and then suppressed the taste in his mouth, thinking that Shen Musheng had drunk two cups in the morning, he raised the cup, hesitated for a moment, and finally put down the cup in his hand: "Follow Madame's line and continue to follow, so that Madame can notice that there is nothing, be sure to protect Madame's safety." β
Song Bi looked at his family's face that was not very good after drinking the milk, and nodded: "It's the master." β
Yu Jingchen waved his hand, and Song Bi immediately retreated to the living room.
Yu Liu saw Song Bi come out, and beckoned to Song Bi like a puppy.
Song Bi crossed a black line on his forehead, walked over and kicked Yu Liu's leg: "I see that you have itchy skin." β
Yu Liu snorted coldly, and he was not afraid of Song Bi's threat at all: "My skin is itchy, do you want to compare with me?" It's not certain who wins or loses. β
Song Bi: "......"
Really talking about kung fu, he may really not be able to help Yu Liu solve the problem of itchy skin or not.
He may not be able to get close to Yu Liu's body at all.
Song Bi suddenly felt that his boss was a bit of a wretch, and wondered if he should train his kung fu from now on.
Yu Liu saw at a glance what Song Bi was thinking, sneered and said, "Don't think about it, the bones have grown into something and you still have to practice something." β
Song Bi's face darkened: "Yu Liu, I think you really have itchy skin." β
Yu Liu glanced at Song Bi a few times, that way he was really as naΓ―ve as he was.
Song Bi was too lazy to quarrel with Yu Liu, and after sitting down, he took out his mobile phone and typed: I think the mentality of being in charge is a bit broken.
Yu Liu glanced at the direction of the restaurant, and instantly understood why Song Bi was typing, mainly because the ear power of their head was a little perverted, and the last time they discussed where to play after the training was over, they were heard, and then they were trained.
Now they have all developed a habit of typing if there is anything that cannot be heard in front of the house, that is, it must not be heard by the house.
Anyway, they have a pair of tailwind ears as parents, so they can't have a pair of clairvoyance, right?
Although these people absolutely believe that they are in charge, this kind of non-human thing should be forgotten.
Yu Liu took out his mobile phone and typed back: What is the collapse method?
Song Bi repeated what happened just now, and finally added: The master's mentality is really serious now, and I actually saw the master's attempt to drink the same amount of milk as his wife to show his liking for his wife.
Yu Liu: "......"
Is this really home-owned?
Yu Liu: This is whether we should tell the second brother about them, they haven't spoken on the channel for a long time, and it's still a question whether they know what happened recently or not.
Song Bi thought about this question for a while, and finally said: Don't take the initiative to say it, they will always know, in case anyone who doesn't have a door to ask the master directly, we will be miserable.
Yu Liu recalled the people who were ranked in front of him, and nodded with a serious face: I know.
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11A, Zone B, 12th Floor.
Xiao Liu's eyes were almost overwhelmed, and he finally found this address.
What makes Xiao Liu want to complain is that the number of this place sounds quite lofty, but it is actually a private residence.
What's even more worth complaining about is, how can anyone make their home in an office building?
Xiao Liu passed through the thick security door and entered No. 11A.
It's a small three-bedroom, two-living room apartment - in Xiao Liu's opinion, this place is indeed not big.
Xiao Liu searched around the room, and finally found someone in a room that looked like it was supposed to be a storage room.
In fact, it wasn't that he found someone, but that he heard someone's voice.
The whole apartment is like a model house, although the furniture is very exquisite, but it does not look like it has been treated seriously, as if it has been carefully decorated as if it were your own home.
Xiao Liu's previous room was carefully arranged by his mother Shen Musheng, so he knew that after the room was arranged, it would retain a person's sincerity and taste.
But there was clearly no one in this room.
The people who live here may have regarded this place as a hotel and did not want to stay here at all.
Xiao Liu heard the voice in the storage room, and the first was the voice of a relatively cold woman.
Xiao Liu vaguely remembered this person's voice.
When his mother answered the phone in the morning, he vaguely heard the voice of the person on the other end of the phone.
It's very similar to what it is now.
Xiao Liu approached the storage room.
Then I heard the cold voice of the female voice comforting someone.
Xiao Liu was a little curious in his heart, but in the end, he still didn't go in directly, but retreated directly and found Shen Musheng.
Shen Musheng was now standing at the door of 11A.
She obviously didn't expect this place to have an apartment.
"Mom, this is a three-bedroom, two-living apartment, and there are people in it, including the one who called you."
Xiao Liu simply said everything he saw and heard, and finally retired and hung on Shen Musheng's neck.
Shen Musheng glanced at Xiao Liu, reached out and touched Xiao Liu's head: "Thank you for your hard work." β
Xiao Liu smiled.
Shen Musheng reached out and rang the doorbell.
"Someone is coming, come out, someone is coming."
The sound of the doorbell exploded in Shen Musheng's ears, although Shen Musheng was frightened and his heart chuckled, but Shen Musheng still stood there, his back straight like a pine tree.
Xiaoliu "leaned" on: "How can someone use such a terrifying sound to make a doorbell, do they want to scare the people who live inside or scare the people who come to knock on the door?" β
Shen Musheng humorously thought that the person who installed the doorbell wanted to scare the people inside and outside the door to death on the spot.
Who else would do such a thing?
Shen Musheng couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips slightly when he thought of this.
It was at this time that the security door of the apartment was pulled open from the inside.
Shen Musheng looked up and met a pair of cold eyes.
It is not for nothing that the security door opens inward, but Shen Musheng feels that this inward opening door seems to be deliberately arranged in this way.
"Are you Miss Shen?" The person standing inside the door looked at Shen Musheng and asked aloud.
Shen Musheng nodded.
The man shifted his neck inside, "Come in." β