Chapter 661: Singing Lazy and Enchanting & Rebellious Gaogan Paranoid Attack (41)

The hot sun hung high in the sky, and in the shabby and dirty alley, Qi Feng carried a few bags of things and walked side by side with a middle-aged man wearing a hat.

The middle-aged man carried a toolbox on his back and asked, "What's the problem with that door?" ”

"I don't know, it's coming soon, uncle, you'll know when you go and see it." Qi Feng raised his eyes and glanced at the floor of the community, and after his gaze stayed on a certain window, the corners of his lips rose slightly, full of a light smile.

Ye Dusheng didn't want to go to his house to live, so he helped Ye Dusheng fix the door.

He didn't know how to repair the door, so he went and asked someone to repair it.

In this way, he can always save a little bit of his image in Ye Dusheng's heart......

The two quickly went upstairs, Qi Feng swept his eyes around, pointed to one of the doors, and said to the middle-aged man beside him: "Uncle is this, you take a look at the door first, I'll go in and call my friend." ”

As soon as the words fell, Qi Feng smiled at the corner of his lips, opened the door with one foot, and walked in with the things he had bought for Ye Dusheng in the supermarket.

"Ye Dusheng." Qi Feng called, and seeing that no one answered, he didn't think much about it, and walked directly towards the bedroom.

But when Qi Feng stepped into the bedroom, his eyes touched the empty bedroom, which was so clean that only the bed remained, his hands clenched the plastic bag, his brows were furrowed, and the smile on the corner of his lips instantly stiffened.

Cleaned up so cleanly, Ye Dusheng ......

Let's go?

At the same time, at the station in City C, Ye Dusheng pulled his suitcase and stepped on the bus to school.

handed the ticket to the ticket inspector Ye Dusheng, put the suitcase, found a window seat, and sat down.

The sunlight poured in through the window and shone on Ye Dusheng's body, Ye Dusheng took off the canvas bag, put it on his lap, closed the curtain again, and took the phone out of his trouser pocket this time.

After unlocking the screen, Ye Dusheng held the mobile phone with a slender and white hand and paused slightly, then opened the phone book with his thumb and turned out Qi Feng's number.

The handsome face was as indifferent as ice, Ye Dusheng did not hesitate at all, and blacked out this number with a cold face.

What Ye Dusheng didn't know was that he had just blocked Qi Feng's phone, and Qi Feng made a call, but how could he get through if he blocked it.

Hearing the prompt tone that kept coming from the phone, Qi Feng no longer had a smile on his face, and with a gloomy handsome face, he said to the middle-aged uncle who was repairing the door: "Uncle, my mobile phone is in arrears, can you lend me your mobile phone to use it." ”

The middle-aged man didn't hesitate, he directly took out his mobile phone to unlock it and handed it to Qi Feng: "Come on, young man, take it and use it." ”

"Thank you." Qi Feng took the phone, entered a string of numbers according to the number on his mobile phone screen, and then dialed out.

Hearing that it was no longer a shutdown prompt from the other side, although it was an expected result, Qi Feng clenched his mobile phone, and there was still a trace of bitterness in his black eyes.

He knew that Ye Dusheng had blocked him......

Do you hate him so much?

Just when Qi Feng was secretly sad, Ye Dusheng over there connected the phone.

[Hey, may I ask who you are?] 】

The familiar and beautiful voice echoed in his ears, Qi Feng pursed his thin lips, his mood was very complicated, and he didn't know what to say for a while, so he quietly held the mobile phone and didn't say a word.

After waiting for a while, there was still no one over there, Ye Dusheng asked again, but still didn't get a response, thinking that someone had made a mistake, so he hung up the phone.

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The next mid-term is to attack and chase the funny and funny style.

Enough of being pursued, let's do the opposite this time.

I'm sorry, I originally wanted to give 6,000 holidays, but I need to save the manuscript.

Because, one day in the future, I may explode more 10

Irritation is not ......

(End of chapter)