Chapter Thirty-Eight: You Two Know Each Other?

He originally wanted to let her out directly, but in the end, Qiao Shanxi-hee walked in by himself.

"My room has gotten a lot bigger!" Qiao Shanxii looked at the dizzy ceiling and everything around him, and couldn't help laughing: "The landlady is really good, she decorated the room for me again, this, what is it?" ”

She took out the head of an antelope and put it on her head, revealing only two black grape-like eyes, and looked at the man across from her with a wink.

"Isn't it good?" Qiao Shanxi's hands held a pair of antelope horns on his head, looking like a child.

Facing such Qiao Shanxi, the soft place in Jiang Haoxiang's heart was touched, he stretched out his hand, but Qiao Shanxie suddenly shook twice and fell on him.

Holding the two antelope horns with both hands, Jiang Haoxiang was obviously a little nervous.

He carefully plucked the antelope's head off Qiao Shanxi's head, because he had to watch her not fall down at all times, and the sweat had already wet the clothes on his back.

Looking at Qiao Shanxi again, I found that her eyes were closed and she was asleep.

Jiang Haoxiang was a little speechless in his heart, how could he fall asleep while talking.

The smell of alcohol just now made him feel that she was drunk, and she was very drunk.

With two hands just like that, he held a soft her, and he didn't know what to do.

Looking at the sleeping eyes, Jiang Haoxiang was like seeing a baby, very sweet.

The next morning, when Joo Sun-hee woke up, it was as if there had been an earthquake in the whole building, as her screams woke up almost everyone.

I saw her sit up and find that there were terrifying decorations all around her, so frightened that her whole body curled up, and then screamed, Jiang Haoxiang, who was asleep on the ground, suddenly stood up and covered her mouth with his hand.

Outside the door, there was a bustling crowd of people who had been woken up, some of them wanted to come and see what was going on, and some wanted to know who lived in this attic and how there was a woman's voice.

But standing outside the door for a long time, I found that when everyone came out, they went downstairs one after another to do their own things.

Hearing the sound of footsteps in the distance, it wasn't until it became quiet outside that Jiang Haoxiang took his hand off Qiao Shanxi's mouth.

He broke out in a cold sweat, and he was inhaling and adjusting the somewhat chaotic breathing just now.

Qiao Sun-hee struggled to think about what happened last night, only remembering that he entered his room, and then found a strange hat hanging on the wall, so he put it on, and then, it was blank.

"Last night......" Qiao Shanxi looked at Jiang Haoxiang, like a nervous deer, and asked nervously.

"Nothing happened!" Jiang Haoxiang hurriedly argued.

"Oh, that's good!" Qiao Shanxie got up, bowed to Jiang Haoxiang, said sorry, and then opened the door, and planned to walk out.

However, in the next second, she seemed to be petrified and frozen in the doorway.

It was the landlady, and it turned out that she had not left, but planned to find out.

When she saw Qiao Shanxi-hee walking out of Jiang Haoxiang's room, there was a surprised expression on her face.

"I don't know, I don't know! Sorry to bother you! The landlady turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Qiao Shanxi, Jiang Haoxiang, who caught up.

The two of them began to babble on and on and on and on, so that the landlady did not understand what they were saying under their voices.

She kept saying good to them, and in the end it was her husband Hook's arrival that saved her.

She communicated with Hook in English, expressing her frustration.

Hook smiled understandingly, and asked Jiang Haoxiang directly in Chinese: "You two know each other?" ”