44: The big fat grandson of the head of the house next door who is five years older than you can't beat you
Fortunately, after Shen Xingguang finished speaking, he also felt that what he said was too outrageous, and hurriedly changed his words: "I just came to the imperial capital, and I don't know the price of housing here, so let's go back and I'll search it, you can give half of it, and we have been friends for so many years, don't talk about money, hurt feelings, and you will cook for me for the rest of the rent." ”
She hugged Jiang Yong's neck with a hippie smile: "Chef Jiang's craftsmanship I can finally eat every day." ”
Jiang Yong couldn't hold back his laughter, "Okay, you wash the dishes." ”
Shen Xingguang: "Don't want it." ”
"Don't stick to me when the heat dies...... Speak normally. ”
Sending Jiang Yong into the taxi, Shen Xingguang happily hummed a song and walked back.
At this time, the phone rang suddenly.
When she saw it, her originally happy expression suddenly collapsed.
Shen Xingguang picked up the phone: "Dad......"
"What did the driver and Aunt Wang do when you asked them?"
Shen Xingguang muttered, "Just help me do something......
"What time is it and you won't be home yet?"
"Come back, come back......" Hanging up the phone, Shen Xingguang sighed.
When she returned to the house, "Mother Shen" had already washed her rice bowls, and wiped her wet hands on her apron, "Miss, when are we going back?" ”
Shen Xingguang: "I'm sorry for you, let's go back." ”
When he actually arrived at Shen's house, Shen's father was sitting in the living room, holding a newspaper in his hand, sitting in a serious posture, and even the folds on his clothes were smoothed out and regular.
If Jiang Ji is here, he will find that this face is a certain politician and bigwig who often appears in the live news.
Seeing Shen Xingguang struggling into the house, Shen's father's eyes finally moved from the newspaper to Shen Xingguang's face, "Where did you go in the wilderness for a day?" ”
Shen Xingguang: "Didn't I go to play with my friends, and I didn't do anything bad." ”
Shen's father: "Don't bring bad girls from good families." ”
Shen Xingguang was dead-faced, "What do you say, I'm like a little bully." ”
Dad Shen put the newspaper back on the coffee table: "When I was a child, I was like a monkey in the family courtyard of the military region, and the big fat grandson of the head of the family next door who was five years older than you couldn't beat you." He snorted lightly: "I thought you were quite self-aware." ”
Shen Xingguang: "......"
Jiang Yong's side, she put a bunch of photos taken today into the circle of friends, and the first to comment on her was actually the local tyrant boss who paid for the month.
North: Shengjing Hotel, you are also in the imperial capital?
Jiang Yong replied to him with a haha: Yes, what a coincidence.
At the same time, she thought to herself: This word is also very spiritual.
EXILE's most recent international event was the London Invitational in mid-September.
It is still in the audition stage of various countries.
The current situation of fried winter melon is good, there are a total of three teams that can go to London, and fried winter melon should be quite stable.
Among the many topics and posts about the family, the fried winter melon team is simply a clear stream.
- Because of the fried winter melon itself, black powder can't find a point that can be black fried winter melon, so they can only pick bones in the egg seams.
Either take the rhythm of Mrs. Lu Yan's group to make trouble in the live broadcast room of the gank female anchor, so that Jiang Yong will innocently lie down in the post of black fans every time.
Or what did Chi Wang's girlfriend do, one time Chi Wang was called by his girlfriend to go to the mall to pick up his bag during the live broadcast.
In order to mock the fried winter melon, sooner or later it will be destroyed in the hands of women.
There is nowhere to be black, and they just posted that "I went to dinner the night before the game and deserved to lose".
Jiang Yong held a milk tea straw in his mouth, and rubbed the live broadcast on the edge of the water dispenser.