Chapter 131: I'll be sad Sister Lin
Lin Qingyan went downstairs to the balcony and pressed the answer button when the phone was about to hang up automatically.
"What's the matter?" asked Lin Qingyan.
Liang Chen's standard Chinese came from the opposite side: "I just want to ask you, are you satisfied with the house?" ”
Liang Chen is actually an authentic foreigner, especially because he grew up in China, and he has a special understanding of Chinese affairs, and he is better than some Chinese people in standard terms.
Later, because of some things, I returned to China again and became a hacker.
"Very satisfied," Lin Qingyan's tone was faint and a little detached.
It's not like a very satisfying compliment at all.
Liang Chen had long been accustomed to Lin Qingyan, so he was not disappointed by Lin Qingyan's indifferent tone, but said, "Since you are satisfied, is there any reward?" ”
"Reward: Don't make my rhubarb hungry and lose weight," Lin Qingyan joked.
"Friend", Liang Chen didn't get any benefits, and automatically hung up the phone.
“.......”
Lin Qingyan pushed open the balcony glass and before she entered the room, a WeChat video call had already come.
The screen of the mobile phone shows that the wind is three years old, and the avatar is indeed a skeleton in the dark, an indescribable dark system.
I really don't know what kind of heavy taste this guy is, and I'm not afraid to scare myself when I touch it in the middle of the night with such a scary picture.
But it scared her several times in the middle of the night.
Lin Qingyan's fingers crossed the hang up button.
Immediately after that, there was another voice call, and Lin Qingyan continued to hang up tirelessly.
Just when Lin Qingyan was about to turn off her mobile phone, the guy persevered in calling, and before Lin Qingyan turned off her mobile phone, the mobile phone was automatically answered.
Lin Qingyan was full of black lines.
It must have been that guy who hacked her phone.
A lazy male voice came from the other side of the phone, "Sister Lin, why don't you answer my phone, are you still ready to turn off the phone, I'm sad." ”
The man's voice was tinged with tiredness and teasing.
To Lin Qingyan's ears, this voice was really extremely inflated.
"No, it's just that the phone was accidentally touched by a cat, so the video was hung up" Lin Qingyan's eyes were cold and indescribably perfunctory.
However, the other party didn't think Lin Qingyan was perfunctory, but just beat him up and said, "Why didn't I know you had a cat." ”
“......”
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This guy must have done it on purpose.
"The one that just raised," Lin Qingyan said perfunctorily, "What are you looking for me?" ”
There was a sigh through the mobile phone, and Lin Qingyan could feel the drama spirit on the other side of the mobile phone making a Xizi heart-like action.
The man jokingly said with a hint of questioning in his voice: "Sister Lin, are you hooking up with a wild man outside?" ”
Lin Qingyan didn't answer.
That thing should know about him and Gu Yichen.
It's just that Liang Chen knew that she was not surprised, so how did she know about it?
Lin Qingyan was puzzled, and the playful breath on the other side of the mobile phone dissipated, and there was a warning in her cold voice, "The house finch is released from the cage, how wonderful is the world outside, and it will still fly back." ”
"Sister Lin, I'll be sad," the man immediately turned back to his unserious appearance in a second.
"It's my," Lin Qingyan burst out directly.
The other party was silent for a few seconds and did not answer.
Through the mobile phone, Lin Qingyan can see the man being blocked back and blowing up.
But in five seconds, the other party said coldly, "Hang up, remember not to hook up with other wild men while I'm not there." ”
After speaking, without waiting for Lin Qingyan to refute, the other party hung up the phone with a "snap".
Lin Qingyan's mobile phone was only left with a busy sound.
It's just a neurosis.
Through the glass, Gongyue's gaze gradually withdrew from Lin Qingyan.
Continue to clean up the unfinished hygiene.