Chapter 7: A Man Is Hidden in the House
The bathroom was smoky, the air was filled with the aroma of shower gel, Li Ziluo was naked, but the key parts were wrapped, about this, I was very disappointed! After all, I haven't studied the male body structure when I grow so big!
He looked at me in the mirror, I looked at him in the mirror, strong chest, seductive lines, I was messy!
He said without good feelings: "Help tear off the gauze behind my back!" ”
I haven't seen the white gauze on his back for so long, how crazy it is!
So I was afraid that he would hurt, so I carefully began to tear the edge of the gauze, and Li Ziluo suddenly asked me in a deep voice: "Why did you fall into the water that day?" ”
I was stunned for a moment, and asked him inexplicably: "Didn't you see that bewitching slut?" Ahem, I mean, Zhang Xiaoman. ”
"Nope."
I'm going to it, it looks like this woman knocked me off and ran away? Isn't this intentional homicide?
So I was very excited to depict the events of that night, and under my such a vivid report, Zhang Xiaoman became a villain like a gray wolf and a snake spirit!
Looking at his slightly narrowed eyes in the mirror, I could smell danger as I knew him.
I think that little is done smashing this, Li Ziluo will definitely rape first and then kill, kill and kill, rape and kill, but no!
After listening to this, he said "oh", and then walked out of the bathroom, went straight into my room, and lay down on my bed, I was even more messy, and asked weakly: "You sleep in my bed, so where do I sleep?" ”
He didn't even look at me: "Outside, close the door!" “
In order to give myself a chance to take revenge, I hurriedly said, "You're not going to help me teach that bewitching a lesson... Zhang Xiaoman? I almost burped! “
Li Ziluo lay down a little impatiently: "You want me to help you get the photo back, right?" ”
I was pierced by his words, and said very quietly: "Then, then you can't live in my house for nothing, I'm poor enough, you haven't asked me a word in the past few years, if it weren't for Li Fan's relief to me, I wouldn't even be able to rent a house." ”
I said miserably, Li Ziluo glared at me, and his voice was extremely cold: "Where do you think Li Fan gave you the money?" Enough for you to rent a decent house, right? What about money? ”
I bit my lip and didn't speak, the money was asked for by my father, he said that his hometown would build a house, and with a house, my brother Bai Dazhu would marry a daughter-in-law or something.
But I didn't dare to tell Li Ziluo, although he never said it, but I could feel that he didn't like me to contact my family, and even in the first two years I came to Rongcheng with him, he almost never let me go home, until I begged him with a high fever, and he accompanied me back once!
But that time, it almost killed him! Since then, I didn't dare to say "home" to him!
Li Ziluo's dark eyes seemed to see me through, and he turned off the light with a cold snort, and I was standing alone in the dark house, which was no longer white, but stupid!
I tossed and turned on the sofa, always feeling that I had forgotten something big, by the way, the wound on his back, although it was not very deep, had scabbed, but it seemed to have been stabbed by something sharp, I forgot to ask him which sect assassinated him!
I thought I would have to ask him when I got up the next day, but after I slept and came together, we went to school like a war, and we were about to enter our senior year, and we were all in a state of anxiety about the employment crisis.
At that time, Li Ziluo wanted me to apply for the economics class, just after the fire, the relationship between the two of us became more and more stiff, and I just twisted what he asked me to do, so I decisively applied for the art department of Jiangcheng University behind his back, and was admitted with amazing results!
My best friend and former roommate Jian Wenqing commented on me like this: "A person with excellent grades, but no special skills, and no artistic cells at all, came to our art department, either with a hole in his brain or in his brain!" ”
I replied to her evaluation like this: "A person who has no Wenqing temperament is actually called Wenqing, either your father is crazy, or your mother is crazy." “
At this point, the two of us suddenly had a feeling of sympathy for each other, and the smell of the same smell, and immediately formed an alliance and became the two wonderful flowers of the Art Department of Jiangcheng University, of course, this is the honorific title of the outside world for us, I still have a dream of being a movie queen, and Wenqing is confident that she will become a first-class singer like Faye Wong and Na Ying in the future, about this, I have reservations!
But very fucked up! At the end of this semester, Jian Wenqing gathered a large group of people and said that he was going to my house for a carnival.
I suddenly thought about it, all kinds of shirks, Jian Wenqing's big eyes flashed and smiled maliciously: "You can't hide men in your family, right?" ”