Chapter 39: Come Home With Me
Gao Hong's voice was indeed very empty, and it took me a lot of effort to hear: "Brother, I'm a sheep, so I won't open the door." ā
"Open the door."
"No, I'm fine."
"Open the door."
"I really didn't..."
"That's so much nonsense, open the door." I was a little impatient, but also anxious, and half roared.
Monkey business!
Right on the doorknob, there's a takeaway.
I opened it and looked at it.
It's fried cakes.
At this time, I still eat such greasy things... Isn't it, you're going to eat it?
And this Nizi is really screwed!
They won't open the door.
Yes.
Can't afford to mess with.
Then I'll talk well: "I'm wearing a mask, I'll go in and cook you a meal, and I'll leave as soon as I'm done." ā
"Brother..."
"Let's stop talking nonsense, okay?"
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"Believe it or not, I'm kicking the door for you." My dog has a temper, and I can't talk if I want to.
"Squeak~"
The door opened.
Gao Hong, who was standing at the door, had a bad face.
She wore a mask, a down jacket with a pat on the buttocks, cotton pants, and cotton slippers underneath.
I'm all dressed up, and I'm still a little trembling.
"Burn?"
asked, placing his hand on her forehead.
Burn.
And Gao Hong wanted to hide, but after hiding for a while, he didn't hide, and said those three words: "Thank you, brother." ā
Thank you, thank you?
Monkey business.
"You go under the covers, I'll cook... Oh, when I'm done cooking and you eat, you'll get under the covers. ā
"Hmm."
"Is there any medicine?"
"Yes."
"You make the sofa first, and don't turn on the air conditioner, it's too dry in the house." As he spoke, he found the remote control.
Close...
Wait.
It stands to reason that the heating of the house must be about 20 degrees... I feel better, do I have a fever too?
Nope!
"Why isn't there heating?"
"The old community has been renovated, and the heating has not been repaired."
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"It's okay, I'm turning on the humidifier."
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It has nothing to do with humidifiers.
It's no wonder that you're still in such a cold room, eating such greasy takeaway outside!
"Let Gao Ming pick you up and go back to your parents' house to live!"
"My mom and dad are old."
Oh!
That...
I can't go home.
No one lives in the village now, it's just as cold, Gao Hong also went, and he was even more offended, and he couldn't even order takeout.
What to do?
The takeaway is minus seven or eight degrees, and just an air conditioner is not enough.
"Come home with me."
"Nope."
"Don't screw it!"
"No!"
Gao Hong is screwed, dead screwed, screwed like a donkey.
And at this stall, Chen Wei called: "Brother, I bought steamed buns and boiled rice porridge at night!" ā
He smoked the hotel without heating.
After I bought the house, he moved in with me.
The afterglow swept away, and Gao Hong's already poor face was even worse.
"I'm a sheep."
"Huh?"
"I'm a sheep."
On the phone, I told Chen Wei that I had a sheep, and I was not surprised at all, he said that he left the bun at the door.
I won't go in.
I also said what I needed, bought it and put it at the door.
As you see fit.
Hung up the phone.
Said to Gao Hong again: "Come home with me." ā
"No..."
"You mean I'll move in and freeze with you?" I'm also a screwing person.
I know.
Lonely men and widows are not suitable.
is still the same sentence, at this time it is not hypocritical.
Since it's not hypocritical, there's no need to be polite... Anyway, with a mask, others can't recognize it.
Pull out the high red sleeves and walk out.
"Brother..."
"Let's go."
"IāI..."
She still wanted to resist, and her body leaned back and didn't want to go.
Useless.
How hard do I go?
How much effort do you have?
If you don't care about this or that, just shout at me 'brother' at you, and I will be responsible to the end."